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!

The Matriarch of the K'ulnen Tribe coughed. Every inch of her skin was bruised, and she was bleeding from multiple areas.

term was her biggest obstacle to

immediately tried lashing out from that area, refusing to fall victim to the same

she discovered, it was too

even as she had been bombarded by the

over," Senior Ceeran smirked as a giant wave of wind enveloped

BOOM!

not a defensive Martial Artist at all. Her lean and petite body was extremely able to maneuver around the atmosphere aerodynamically, yet it was

Yet something was off.

his next

second figure standing beside the battered matriarch of the K'ulnen Tribe. "Two on one... this

the K'ulnen Tribe replied to Senior

It was rather

ISLAND!" The wounded matriarch roared as

two of them froze suddenly froze as their senses were rocked by an incredibly potent

smile was gone. His expression grew graver and increasingly severe as the glowing red lines that wound about

right, nothing is fair. Just like this battle," He

exhaled deeply, launching breath projectiles that were more than twice as large

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

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

eyes at the sight. He knew that he couldn't deal