The Martial Unity

While it was true that half of all nations, states, and groups of humans did not have access to a Martial Squire, or the Squire Realm. Thus from the perspective of humanity as a whole, Martial Squires were not abundant, and thus they were a precious resource to a certain extent.

Yet, to Rui, the Squire Realm was just one of the earliest and lowest checkpoints in his Martial Path and journey. He could never grow super prideful or arrogant on his current level of power when he knew that Martial Seniors could squash him with ease, and Martial Masters were so powerful that they could probably blink him from existence.

He didn't even need to say anything about Martial Sages or Martial Transcendants.

The two of them quickly made their way to the colosseum. Rui focused himself as he ignored the bravado coming from Squire Drekiole.

"You're dead, dead, you hear me?" The man snarled.

"Why are you getting so worked up?" Rui sighed. "It's just a duel. The Floating Sect has prohibited killing, so I'll make sure not to cross that line, don't worry."

The man only barked back louder in response to that.

They finally reached a sparring colosseum that was not being occupied at the moment. The two of them quickly filled out the basic paperwork, and soon enough there was an official arbiter that presided over the match.

"Challenger; Guardian Falken!"

Rui stepped forward.

"Defender; Guardian Drekiole!"

The man stepped forward, eying Rui from top to bottom.

He was a lot older, like almost all Martial Squires were, and a lot taller. Yet he didn't look nearly as old as he was thanks to being a Martial Artist.

was still mentally younger

child, given his

your stances," The arbiter

his arms, crouching

crouched as he took an open arm

narrowed at the

grappler. He was a grappler whose

to directly observe it since they were too small, but he strongly suspected that the man's skin was riddled with spikes that would tear into the skin of

the wound was such that it maximized bleeding. He could cause his

certainly had earned his place as a guardian, and

ignored his barbs and threats and did

Senior Xanarn's words. He could not cripple the Floating Sect in these circumstances by making one of their guardians

an experiment to measure the effectiveness of Weaving Blood

"Begin!"

each other as they put their hands on their opponent's shoulders, trying to control their

immediately noticed each

peeling off at the points of contact with

painful they would be. The man had straight up ripped

training he had trained in making the lethality of skin far greater than

had great synergy with because it didn't contain the synergy with his Martial body and Path that techniques that

one of the first techniques that he had mastered in the Squire Realm back when had just broken through. It was a useful passive defensive technique that had served him

defense was

the slack as it quickly began

bit before

surprised at Rui, noticing that the wounds that he had inflicted were already