The Martial Unity

There was a small buzz among the lowest classes of the Floating Sect. Rui's domineering performance against Squire Seronin was quite attention-drawing to many Guardians.

"It looks like his victory against Saiwal was not a fluke."

"It seems that… he probably won't remain in the tenth class for too long."

"What a dark horse. We'll have to be careful of him."

Of course, any attention that he got was not positive. In the Floating Sect, Martial Artists that drew attention, drew attention for one reason only; Power. Within the Floating Sect, powerful Martial Artists were threats to other powerful Martial Artists, since they possessed the qualifications and the ability to take their chamber from them.

Particularly, the ninth class of Martial Artists had taken note of him more than others. Rui had already made his jump to the top of the tenth class, thus the Martial Artists of the tenth class were not worried about him, he had already gone above them, thus he wouldn't aim for their chambers and thus wasn't a threat to any of them.

Instead, it was the ninth class that was wary of him.

Thankfully, Rui did not run into any more 'bullies'. Guardian Drevolus and guardian Fraztil avoided him like the plague, refusing to be anywhere near him. After all, not only did he beat them, he went on to crush guardian Seronin with a ferocious dominance unlike anybody else but those of higher classes could do so.

Just when he was returning back to his chamber, he was stopped by a staff member. "Guardian Falken."

"Hm?"

"Senior Xanarn has summoned you. Please head to the central chambers of the island as soon as you are able to."

for informing me." Rui

her because she was mentioned as a part

any particular significance. Sure, he had jumped to the nine hundredth chamber in one go,

Squires of the Floating Sect, mentoring them lightly, ensuring

they looked at every Martial Squire individually. Even if they spent all their time doing that, they would not be able to do so for all

strongest and the most worthy of

toward the center of the Floating Island, traveling

and the air pressure got stronger and stronger, and the density of air had almost reached that of solid, so

he inhaled became so much more nourishing and fulfilling. He

is what the Martial Artists of the higher classes train under every day, huh?') Rui winced a little

up on a profound sense of power

The sensation was unmistakable.

Senior.') Rui

incredulity at the thought of meeting one. He had met multiple Martial

his head with respect and deference. "It's an honor

a life of its own. She exuded a way of power that was different from anything he had experienced thus far. It

was distinct from the deep stoic confidence of Senior