The Martial Unity

The entirety of the colosseum was shell-shocked.

The outcome of the final fight within the preliminary contest was nothing short of absurd. Initially, everybody had expected that all four of the final Martial Squires would be matched roughly equally. After all, their performances up until that point had all matched roughly equally.

However, it turned out that this rather easy and expected prediction could not be further away from the truth. A single Martial Squire was able to not only match but also overcome all opposition all by himself.

Furthermore, the power he displayed at the end. Many people did not even know that Martial Squires were capable of such things. That alone changed people's perception of what was possible in the Squire Realm. And that in turn made other Martial Squires feel weaker and less accomplished.

Regardless, the outcome was so surprising that even the commentator forgot to end the match and declare the winner for several seconds.

"And this exciting and shocking contest has come to an end, ladies and gentlemen! The seventy-second Seonmun Champion is none other than Squire Falken!"

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There were no cheers for a second. It appeared that people still needed some time to process what had happened.

However, eventually, reality set in.

"Woooooo! Go win the main contest too!"

"GOOD LUCK! YOU WERE AMAZING!"

I just have to go witness the Martial Contest that will

have liked nothing more than to leave now that the contest was over, he still endured enough to make sure that he received his little prize and cup. Though even he was coming to regret that decision

thousands of people. He was glad that the mask that he commissioned from Master Deivon also altered his voice to

say, so I will keep this crisp and short. This contest was challenging to win, however, it was far from the limit of what I was going to achieve. I will achieve victory even at the

short and crisp it was. He figured nobody wanted to hear a long boring speech after an exciting

Martial Contest

his final two surviving competitors. Squire Isin and Varay stood in a corridor

Isin offered with an

Squire Varay

it was difficult to

Squire Varay regarded him with dismay. "I don't think we pushed you to your limit at

about? Is

possible for us to intimidate you?" Squire Isin asked with a bitter smile, shaking her head. "We just want to wish you luck. You

do my

request, and one Rui would not make himself. However, he could tell that they really cared about it. This was almost concerning because the odds that the two of them were from some high Martial family were actually not low. People from prestigious backgrounds tended to care about

annoying in the future.

he was almost certainly going to have a word with him after this, so

The bishop Master's secretary informed him. "He is currently training in the

than to disrupt the training of a Martial Artist, one

in meeting you nonetheless," The lady informed him. "You may visit him if you are

furrowed his eyebrow. "In the middle