The Martial Unity

He had not forgotten about the esoteric substance primordial seed. According to Master Gremingar, it was a substance that could become anything. That was rather remarkable and clearly was something that held true given what the abyssfeeder displayed to him. It demonstrated many esoteric abilities that it developed on the spot to counter Rui, if he could tap into even a bit of that seemingly limitless power, perhaps he could become much stronger than he currently was.

He couldn't even imagine the sheer difficulty of such a task. This was an absurd hurdle that could not be overcome without immense effort and time. This was on a whole other level from simply grafting an esoteric substance deep inside his body.

Furthermore, it was essentially impossible for him to ever reach the abyssfeeder's level, but that was fine, he did not need to get to that level to make a satisfactory application of the primordial seed substance.

Regardless, it was a project that he would have to shelve for the future. Perhaps he could look into it after he broke through to the Senior Realm.

"…And contestant Feron has been disqualified on the basis of being unable to prevent death." Master Gremingar helpfully announced, drawing Rui's attention.

He saw a Martial Senior with an active Martial Heart standing in front of a severely injured Martial Squire. The man had lost a hand and an arm and had many holes impaled into him across his body.

In front of the Martial Senior was a stationary abyssfeeder that had planted itself into the ground and had taken the shape of a tree with long and sharp whips sticking out of the tree trunk. It was a strangely adapted form and one that was quite different from the disk shape that it had taken against Rui. He could even tell what kind of Martial Squire the target was based on these adapted traits.

Regardless, the Martial Squire had done an admirable job holding on this long, but it appeared that he was unable to make it into the top eight, just missing the cut-off by two ranks.

Rui glanced at the other Martial Squires.

Almost all of them were gravely injured, and very few were in a genuine fighting position.

managed

them had defeated their abyssfeeder

abyssfeeder. Although Master Gremingar had said that the first eight to win would pass, that was most likely to trick them into believing victory was possible, getting them to

the ones that would go on to the next round.

his environment, he actually

eyes that he felt fixating on him even though

that Master Deivon will handle this

Dreemont, Contestant Nikila, and Champion Meera, I congratulate all of you on passing the third round. Each of you had proven your power, perseverance, and will in making it this far in a contest that originally held hundreds of thousands of your peers. Each of you has the capital to be considered

collapsed in relief receiving immediate emergency medical aid. The abyssfeeders had been

one Martial Squire was able enough to not require emergency medical care. Even

a beautiful fight," Squire Meera offered with a good-natured

towards her, observing her

few cuts here and there.

more impressive; stalemating an abyssfeeder

had been close, even if he did account for that. Had the abyssfeeder been even a beat quicker, it would have torn off his arm before he could nail the

their mentality. Rui was willing to take risks if it meant victory. Perhaps he too could have harmlessly stalemated the creature had he chosen a less extreme solution to fight it, but

that she did manage to stalemate it meant that it was possible that she

of desire flashed in his eyes as he