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.

he was still mentally younger than

was probably a child, given his

stances," The

man spread his

he took an open

Drekiole's eyes narrowed at the sight of that.

knew that Squire Drekiole was a grappler. He was a grappler whose offensive lethality came from the friction that his skin

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

wound was such that it maximized bleeding. He could cause his opponent to bleed out very quickly, losing

earned his place as

barbs and threats and did

Floating Sect

personal to him, he simply did not invest himself in the fight. It was just a duel, it was an experiment to measure the effectiveness of Weaving Blood as a means to alter the

"Begin!"

into each other

immediately noticed each

his skin peeling off at the

how painful they would be. The man had straight up ripped up Rui's

far greater than what a

was not a technique that he had great synergy with because it didn't contain the synergy with his Martial body and Path

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 well enough. But Rui today

passive defense

the slack as it quickly began healing Rui's wounds

before pushing each

looked surprised at Rui, noticing that the wounds that he