The Martial Unity

If Kane had been here, he would have been able to see through the technique with his incredible kinetic vision. Rui however, like everybody else, was having trouble even seeing what was happening.

('Definitely a formidable opponent. It seems all three of them are quite fancy.')

Rui turned to the final grade-ten Martial Squire. One glance at him and Rui could tell that he was employing incredibly powerful breathing techniques. It was as though the very atmosphere shook when he breathed. He rapidly shifted across the battlefield in an extremely strange manner.

It took Rui a minute to figure out what was happening. ('He's controlling his movements through the atmosphere via his breathing techniques!')

Rui couldn't help but furrow his eyebrow as he noted that the speed and power he exhibited did not match the weight and size of the Martial Body. It appeared that he had strengthened his breathing to such a degree, that he could use to manipulate his entire body like a puppet, where the strings were the air around him.

He flashed around the battlefield at a blurringly high speed, Martial Artists fell left and right as he struck them with swift and incredibly powerful blows that they were simply unable to defend against. His offense was incredibly diverse as he employed a variety of principles against his opponents. Blunt force, piercing, grappling, vital targeting, and even wind and sound-based attacks.

Unlike the other two, his Martial Art was not hyper-limited to a singular field.

('I definitely need to form a substantial predictive model on him,') Rui narrowed his eyes as he analyzed all his movements.

The other Martial Artists no longer even mattered to Rui, they may as well have already been disqualified while Rui was merely watching demonstrations from each of his opponents.

And he was impressed with what he saw.

Each of them faced an even greater amount of numerical disadvantages as several squads of Martial Squires led by grade-nine Martial Squires, comprised of grade-eight Martial Squires leaped on each of the grade-ten Martial Squires. Yet despite these oppressive circumstances, not a single one of them fell.

withstood. They resisted. They pushed

the

all, there

three of them and

each of them pursued their Martial Paths for different reasons the stemmed from entirely different pasts, one thing they each had

the outcome they had hoped for, and the outcome that they had predicted. That they would crush any and all schemes that the weaklings cooked and would face each other in

one variable that they had not

Rui.

the monster that apparently was too strong for the Squire-level training facilities. As Martial Artists who each used those same facilities and had no problems, that was not something that could be

If true, that was.

below them

even while they were under immense pressure. It was clear that they had failed to evaluate him properly, or he had the ability to hide his strength. This wasn't an unheard of ability, many Martial Artists developed a similar ability, and it was most commonly seen in covert fields. They just hadn't expected to see it

Regardless, it didn't matter.

matter was, he was among the final four, and he had earned his way there.

had sustained a few injuries,

got up, walking towards all of

them regarded him. "I had heard

BOOM!

at him. Yet even he couldn't help but crack

you?" The older man

spectators held their breath as the four strongest Martial Squires abruptly lashed out into combat, with the four