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!

was bleeding from multiple areas. Her body possessed a

term was

that area, refusing to fall victim

she discovered, it was

attacks even as she had been bombarded

smirked as a giant wave of

BOOM!

battered body. After all, she was not a defensive Martial Artist at all. Her lean and petite body was extremely able to maneuver around the atmosphere aerodynamically, yet it was not conducive to withstanding barrages of potent projectiles

Yet something was off.

pausing his next attack as

in irritation as he saw a second figure standing beside the battered matriarch of the K'ulnen Tribe. "Two on one... this not

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

gargantuan body, unlike his partner. It was rather clear that his Martial Path was most certainly not centered around speed

ISLAND!"

of them froze suddenly froze as their senses

that wound about his body began glowing even brighter as his. His eyes become increasingly bloodshot, growing

battle," He

exhaled deeply, launching breath projectiles that were more

Martial Seniors widened as they realized that despite their numeric advantage, they needed to go all-out

cracking across the skin of the patriarch instantly emerged as his expression grew severe. He had emerged, thinking that the battle was

at the sight. He knew that he couldn't