The Martial Unity

"I see. Know that you can consider me as someone you can depend on," Master Deivon informed Rui. "I don't know what your circumstances are, but I'm willing to wager I have the power to offer some assistance if the need ever came."

Rui smiled. "I appreciate that. I will be sure to keep it in mind."

He didn't intend to enlist his aid, however. Assassinating an important political figure of the Shionel Confederation was not something Rui could expect him to help with since the Shionel Confederation was a political partner and ally of the Virodha Theocracy.

And that was fine, he had always intended to do the deed himself.

He was actually quite eager to do the deed himself.

Chairman Deacon was one of the few people who could evoke genuine bloodlust from Rui.

Eventually, their conversation came to an end as Rui headed to his assigned training chamber.

Many tens of thousands of people were dying to witness the final tournament with their own two eyes.

The first three rounds were exciting, but ultimately, they were merely a setup for the finale. The eight finalists were eight of the truly most powerful Martial Artists that Squire Realm could possibly offer. They were the cherry on top of the cream of the crop. The best of the best.

The winner had the capital to claim to be the strongest of them all.

"Who do you think will win?"

"It's gotta be Champion Meera."

put my money on

"He's going to lose."

beat her

not comparable to actual combat," One man snorted.

vested interest in witnessing the

Martial Squires waiting for him in the contestant stand-by room. Once again, he would be forced to wait for the

was convinced that the organizers simply wanted to milk the drama to get as much out of

the contestants were stoic and composed, though none of them could miss the tension in the

who seemed immune was Squire Meera, who actually had the audacity to apply some final touches to her

quite incomprehensible. She was quite the deviant as a Martial Artist, it took one

incessant obsession with aesthetics, he had long speculated

the kind of things that could become a Martial Path. Before this day, he had thought that Martial Paths were limited to fields of combat, they could not be

himself broke these rules. Imitative evolution and adaptive evolution

beauty could become a Martial Path showed that there were no strict limitations. She was so

the reason that she was made a Virodhabhasa

was at its absolute peak, he was unable to gauge

like she was a low-grade Martial Squire at the moment, but he would be

hide her power like a more stealth-oriented Martial Squire like Kane. It was more likely that her

would

weak facade actually

glanced around at the

accurate when he felt like she was one of the strongest. She was also probably the only Martial Artist there who was truly older than

Her eyes reflected depth.