The Martial Unity

Rui knew that going for a pass would land him in a similar situation as she was in right now, being targeted for a pass. Not that he didn't have experience being targeted. But the quality of Martial Squires in the second round was vastly higher than that of the preliminary contest.

If he was ganged up on here, then he had a very real probability of losing. Not even he could handle so many grade-ten Martial Squires for too long.

However, being the one to attack pass-gainers also meant competing with not only them but also the Martial Artist who gained the pass in the first place.

Furthermore, they would most certainly use the storm as a shield. Since the contestants would have long passed through the storm to acquire their own passes if they could.

('Tsk, such a pain,') Rui snorted. ('Surely, there must be a way to acquire a pass without the hassle of other contestants one way or another.')

His eyes widened as he came up with an interesting idea, breaking out into a grin.

He had a plan.

He quickly began the preparations as he rapidly began building a predictive model for the tornado and the Master's training technique.

What he was trying to do was map out the corresponding outcomes of the Master's breathing patterns and the resulting tornado. He needed to focus his mind to the absolute limit to be able to detect the patterns of her extremely rapid breathing.

Thankfully, she wasn't especially trying to confound anybody with her breathing patterns, it was clear that she was simply indulging in her own training. What the training was, Rui had no idea, after all, if the tornado were what the technique was all about, then it would be a Master-level technique and they would have all long been dead.

As it was, it was equivalent to a Senior-level technique, which was an entire Realm above them, and below her. Although they were Realm below it, the reason that they weren't all straight-up dead was because the power of the technique had been distributed over an extremely large amount of area and volume. Meaning each Martial Squire experienced only a tiny fraction of the full power of the Senior-level tornado.

the pass was still an insurmountable task to most

blurringly-fast breathing patterns that generated the tornado. He quickly formed predictive

time,

Just as he hoped.

exhaled deeply, activating the Godspeed technique. Instantly his weight reduced massively as he felt a surge

it wasn't

producing that storm. Riemannian Echo barely kept track of her movements, but it managed. After all, this was the same technique that allowed him to sense, predict, and dodge the

lashed forward at

narrow gaps of the storm, putting his acrobatic ability to the absolute test. He flashed forward, squeezing through narrow pockets that he predicted

because he wasn't even paying attention to

He couldn't afford to.

she generated sound instead of wind currents, then he would have been able to use the ODA System to predict how it would all unfold. Unfortunately, he could not do that, thus he had to restrict himself to analyzing the source of the storm

as faltering, one misstep and he would get blown away with ease,

powerful technique in

there was another who could come to possess a pass very soon. Since that was the case, they intended to pounce on

Meera heaved in respite as her burden lightened with some of

breath in anticipation for the second

impossible to steal from. She kept muttering something about being ugly and had managed to

had no intention of letting Rui as well as the few others that had been able to overcome the storm

action for Rui to

They waited, impatient.