The Martial Unity

Chapter 1111

It should have been game over. After all, the swordsman's opponent was clearly a long-range Martial Artist.

There were long well-established paradigms and conditions for battles between close-range and long-range martial Artists.

The condition for victory in such a battle for close-range Martial Squires was simply being able to close the distance between themselves and their long-range opponent. In ninety-nine percent of cases, this meant death for long-range Martial Squires.

Conversely, being able to keep their close-range opponent at bay by inflicting damage from a distance was the win condition for long-range Martial Squires.

To the swordsman, it was clear to him that he was the one who had successfully fulfilled his conditions for victory.

That was why he resolutely used his most powerful technique aiming to cleave Rui in half so finely that even his own cells would take a moment to realize that they had been sliced in half. There was no way Rui was going to survive that attack.

Or so he thought.

SWING!!

An incredibly powerful attack rushed towards Rui. The sheer potency behind the swing was so great that it cleaved the clouds across the sky in half.

Yet when it hit Rui… It didn't.

Rui's retreating image that he cut simply faded.

His eyes widened.

It was a feint.

CLASP!

BZZZT!

even react, Rui's limbs tangled across his own from

down like a vice as though

didn't even

was supposed to have

was supposed to have shopped Rui

manage to perfectly time his dodge neither too late nor too early, but he also managed to feint just

technique. It was a good trick that could be a little challenging to handle at times, but any high-grade Martial Squire would eventually be

used it at the most appropriate moments. He only used it to show people exactly what they wanted to

why they fell

of a rear chokehold was too

arms were bound by Rui's legs, his hands weren't. His wrist was

hand that held his

SPLAT!

on Rui's leg, causing him to begin

Yet Rui was prepared.

Weaving Blood, and instantly, the wound healed

eyes widened in

average long-range Martial Squire, but then he not only managed to avoid his fastest technique, but he also

partially with some strange

deep dash on the spot with an absurdly impressive

Martial

at all. It didn't matter. The only thing that mattered surviving. As long as he

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