The Martial Unity

WHOOSH!

Matriarch R'An'Alnen narrowly evaded a wave of homing breath projectiles leaving behind an inferno. Her clothes had long burned off, revealing her naked feminine red line-ladened body. Yet it did not inspire lust, merely fear as one could nearly see power itself condensing within her body, the same power that allowed her to leave infernos in her step that could burn down an entire village!

WHOOSH

Matriarch R'An'Alnen dodged yet another attack, yet her eyes widened as she surveyed the area to a shocking discovery.

She was trapped!

No matter where she looked, she was beset by attacks that weaved a closing net together, preventing her from escaping in any direction.

The smirk on Senior Ceeran's face angered her as she realized that he had been carefully planning for this. He had launched the right number of attacks in the right manner, manipulating their trajectories such that he could eventually cut off all paths of escape!

She gritted her teeth, whipping her leg in a rotating kick as she created a small inferno around her, attempting to intercept the attack.

BOOM!!!

A tremendous explosion of wind and fire emerged with her at the epicenter. The explosion was so large, that it rapidly expanded to the ground, despite the fact that it originated in the sky!

The ball of wind and fire could not only be seen across the entire island but could also be seen nearly a hundred kilometers away at sea!

K'ulnen Tribe coughed. Every inch of her skin was bruised, and she was bleeding from multiple areas. Her body possessed a

short term was her biggest

that area, refusing to fall victim to the same

discovered, it was

had already prepared yet another powerful wave of attacks even as

giant wave

BOOM!

The attack would have undoubtedly ravaged her already battered body. After all, she was not a defensive Martial Artist at all. Her lean and petite body was extremely able

Yet something was off.

Ceeran froze, pausing his next attack as his

as he saw a second figure standing beside the battered matriarch

and war." The patriarch of the K'ulnen Tribe replied to Senior Ceeran's broken Vilun, turning toward

body, unlike his partner. It was rather clear that his Martial

TO REGRET EVER COMING TO THIS ISLAND!" The wounded matriarch roared as her

their senses were rocked by an incredibly

was gone. His expression grew graver and increasingly severe as the glowing red lines that wound about his body began glowing even brighter as his. His eyes become increasingly bloodshot, growing redder by

battle," He told them.

that were more

K'ulnen Martial Seniors widened as they realized that despite their numeric advantage, they needed to go all-out with the risk of death if

severe. He had emerged, thinking that the battle was as good as

his eyes at the sight. He knew that he couldn't deal with the man the same