The Martial Unity

He was glad that she was the one who won. She was a more sophisticated fighter than the blockhead who wielded his Martial Body like a caveman. Furthermore, he would rather avoid fighting the Kandrian prince.

He might get into political hot waters if it came to light that a Martial Squire of the Martial Union crushed a Kandrian prince. These kinds of Martial Artists were particularly vulnerable to Rui due to their lack of sophistication. In fact, Rui would need to be extremely careful to ensure that he didn't annihilate the man's Martial Path, or else he would be accused of treason.

He didn't exchange any words with her when she returned. There was time for that later.

"And for the next round, we have Contestant Janeu Meren! A powerful Martial Squire native to the Virodha Theocracy, known as the Fangfeeder! His opponent will be a junior monk of the Daeshun Temple, Contestant Xaesha representing Daeshunism!"

The crowd cheered loudly as a wave of excitement spread through them.

'Oh boy, a religious conflict.' Rui sighed, shaking his head inwardly. 'Because those always went well back on Earth.'

Yet it appeared that the people of the Virodha Theocracy were quite enthused about this matchup. It appeared that they looked forward to a battle between their own representative of the Virodhabhasa Faith versus a representative of Daeshunism.

This was a religion that Rui did not know much about.

Yet the junior monk did indeed resemble what Rui pictured when he imagined monks.

'Maybe Daeshunism was like the Buddhism of this world and the Daeshun Temple is like the Shaolin Temple of this world.' Rui speculated.

He wasn't too interested though. Getting entangled with one religion was enough of a headache for Rui.

It appeared that there was indeed friction between the two of them.

Temple old man," Squire Janeau smiled viciously. "If you are soft,

being," The man emphatically replied. "I

approval as the two of them were firmly opposed

already tell what their Martial Art were without even needing to look at their stances or their combat style. Squire Janeau had absurdly sharp canines for all his teeth,

Rui could see that he had conditioned his elbows

a fool would not be able to gauge his Martial Art at first glance. However, that did not mean it was weak. It was quite likely that his Martial Body had been adjusted to accommodate such conditioning with greater ease and less resistance if not outright granted with them from

of conditioning could change an incisor or molar tooth to

quite obvious with the long spear that he held in one

"Take your stances!"

sure that the man would rather have been born a predator beast or monster

natural and expected stance of a spear

weight of the

silent, ordered, and

resembled a

"Begin!"

one reaching for the monk, while the other was pulled back, coiled, and

predicted the paradigm of the battle even

down, or at least ward him away, before the beast entered close quarters, then he

was no way a Martial Artist dedicated to the spear was overcoming a lethally offensive close-quarters Martial Artist at that range. He

appeared that he had no

range of the spear,

FLICK!

evade that with only a small scratch. Yet, he was not