The Martial Unity

Rui immediately got up, beholding her form once again.

He couldn't help but almost feel that she was out of place in this very world. It was as though she was just one step away from breaking out of it.

Power beyond his wildest fathoming radiated from within her being, power that put to shame anything else he had ever sensed in the past. He couldn't even understand how a single being could possess so much individual power. It was though the very world was broken to allow an individual to ascend to such heights.

The Upper Realms in general seemed extremely inscrutable to him. Where was all this power coming from? He got the feeling that the Squire and the Senior Realms were a lot more transparent and easier to understand.

Regardless, he was unable to gain any insight into her power, her Martial Art or Path, or even the nature of her being.

"Today we commence the seventy-second Virodhabhasa Martial Contest," She spoke.

Her voice radiated beyond the medium of air, almost as if it wormed its way into everybody's heart. Almost as if the very information that she conveyed with every word engraved itself into his mind, unwilling to ever let itself be forgotten.

"Today, we commence the seventy-second attempt to scour our very world in hopes of finding the object of our worship and devotion," She spoke with a greater hint of severity. "Today we commence the seventy-second avenue of opportunity for the leaders of the Martial World of tomorrow to shine and show the world the very essence of who they are."

Her eyes went over each of the one thousand contestants briefly. "Today is your day. The entire world is watching. The power, the valor, the conviction, the heart that you show today will be engraved in history forever."

letting the contestants absorb

but

one of great tribulation. Give everything you have; your body, heart, mind, and soul. Throw all of it out for the sake of moving forward, and you just may very well do so. The Martial Path we tread is one bestowed upon us by His Divinity himself, yet he demands sacrifice, and the investment of the entirety of one's self to the Path. The true winner is not the one that ends up with the cup in their hands, a medal around their neck, and the title of the strongest. The true winner is the one that used the pursuit of those to squeeze their

the Martial

in the Martial Contest to win the event itself. There was much to be obtained through victory. Capital,

of the strongest in general, very few considered that this aspect may very well be

his action. Unlike the others, he wasn't doing this for material reasons, he did it to help someone he

the three of testing the Flowing Void Style against his peers and growing stronger, he never considered that this very well could be the greatest benefit he

he did not intend to let go of that opportunity. He would

he looked at the Martial Contest not just as a means to get what he wanted for Senior Xanarn, but also as a way to train

this opportunity to witness what you have to bear. I look forward to seeing what you will show me. I

disappeared all of a sudden, leaving the colosseum

voice reverberated across the world they occupied even