That statement turned heads, filling their eyes with greed at the thought of obtaining such power.

Were the outsiders willing to offer them this technique, among others?

If so… that made the prospect of trading with them much more alluring than before. As a long-range-oriented Martial tribe, obtaining such a technique would likely boost their power significantly.

"Do not lose yourselves in your greed," The chieftain ordered, immediately drawing the attention of all the members of the council meeting. "Even if we were to obtain that powerful technique, it is quite likely that very few of us will be able to master it. Such power does not come easily, and the greater the power of a technique, the greater the difficulty of a technique. With how immensely capable this technique is, it may be so that none of us can master it."

This dampened the excitement and greed in the atmosphere of the council meeting. The chieftain's words weighed the heaviest, and everybody took them seriously. Of course, they were all aware of the correlation between power and the difficulty of techniques.

"Furthermore, we don't know if they are willing to trade it with us in the first place…" Senior K'ahru. "But even if they aren't…"

He gritted his teeth as his aura intensified, bathing the entire council in his heavy aura. The Martial Squires present shivered as they felt his immense greed and battle lust.

"Even if they aren't…" He continued. "Can we really let them keep such a technique to themselves?"

The question awoke the fighting spirit of many members of the council. He had directly appealed to the battle lust that every G'ak'arkan warrior was imbued with from birth. He had directly appealed to their greed to obtain such power.

widened. "We must obtain this technique at all

They fought. It made sense. Why give up their sacred techniques when

you think such strong people will roll over and let you have their techniques? What if they decided to

stirred up the

up their techniques just because someone was attacking them for it? Just the very thought

"Never!"

to the last warrior to protect

you'll have to fight to the last warrior to obtain their techniques as well," K'Mala

"Do you think we are weaker than them? They don't even have a single rank three Martial Artist right

be naive, little brother," She scoffed contemptuously. "Look at all of their actions thus far. Do you really think they trust us to act

his head and hiding among lesser Martial Artists?

us many losses. Even if we win,

just extremely bad. They had centuries worth of bad blood built up. The

that he had tried stoking in the warriors of his tribe. He turned towards his older sister with a hateful look. "A little coward who's too afraid to fight even lesser

her in front of the entire

towards him. "An immature child who needs to needs to be treated like a baby. Think with your

two of them surged forward with

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