The Martial Unity

It was more important to take a not entirely probable success versus a relatively certain failure.

"What did you say?" The man stepped forward.

The air changed as his expression crumpled in rage. His aura became more aggressive and savage.

"I respect you. I'm asking for you to respect my power," Rui replied. "Are you a warrior who cannot sense the truth?"

Rui waved around. "Because the truth is clear to everyone except you. Any warrior can see this is as plain as day."

The man followed the gesture as he looked around.

Their expressions were clear.

According to Rui's senses, he probably was a grade-six Martial Artist at most. His own projected power was leagues superior. The man-made eye-contact with his fellow tribesmen as his expression turned sour.

"We come in peace," Rui replied. "We respect your strength,"

He paused, before turning to all of them. "We respect all of your power. That is why they sent someone as powerful as me."

He gestured to himself. "We came to the G'ak'arkan Tribe because its proud and powerful warriors are the most powerful warriors of the entire island."

Had he been conversing with a trained diplomat, or even a normal Martial Artist of modern society, none of them would have fallen for flattery that shamelessly obvious.

Carl came to the agreement that even the age-old classics of communication and

warriors of the G'ak'arkan Tribe with no culture of

all of them and had tickled their pride in the process. Still, that didn't make them chummy

on Vilun Island," Rui nodded, before pausing. "But, just as we have given you the respect that all of you mighty warriors deserve, we

old man was a lot

fight the pride, harness it,) Rui smiled

mouth

not for the two Martial Squire bodyguards that gave them mental protection with their own auras, they

deeply in the presence

that had previously warmed up a bit quickly crawled to a freezing halt as the gears ground

of a Martial Senior washed onto his body. Rui smiled unchangingly as he bore

put on him than he ever did

('Martial Senior,')

the mental force of the Martial Senior laid and bared out in the

nor Senior Ceeran had demonstrated their own prowess to him in their talks. Rui never bothered asking, but he was

Suddenly, the pressure disappeared.

respect. "He is stronger than all of you, and we will not leave

hurt, and Rui could feel that the older Martial Squire did not appreciate

it did not

his authority and control with the discussion

achieved,')

talks with one of the three Martial Seniors of the G'ak'arkan Tribe. The Martial Squires were pawns or, at

it to this be easy to obtain what he wanted, the Martial Seniors were the only ones who had