The Martial Unity

A shocking spectacle had unfolded. The entirety of all the spectators watching had frozen silent.

Not even the commentators had much to say after a while. At most, they tried to keep the atmosphere from deteriorating too much, but they couldn't do much in that regard.

Many had thought that Rui's fight against Senior Frinjschia would go down as the most shocking and impactful fight in the Martial Contest.

Yet, many had already begun to question that.

"AAAAAAAAARGHRGRHRGRHRGRHRGRHRG!" Squire Janeau screeched in agony as Meera pulled out another canine from his mouth. Her powerful body had entangled with Squire Janeau in such a way that she had immobilized him with just the lower half of her body effortlessly, leaving her hands free to focus on extracting his teeth.

She never once gave him a chance to forfeit, unwilling to let him go.

It was a sight that had seared itself into the minds of the horrified spectators.

'She's a fiend.' Rui watched as she extracted yet another tooth. 'I'm actually surprised at the fact that there are no measures in place to ensure that this kind of stuff doesn't happen.'

Senior Deril had an impassive expression on, yet Rui felt like he was itching to end the fight, looking for a valid reason according to the rules.

Yet it appeared that he didn't find any.

This meant that everybody watching had to watch what was nothing short of torture.

Besides was a rather large pile of teeth. All of which had been spawned by Squire Janeau's body. Rui had already realized that his healing factor most likely borrowed from a reserve of compounds and nutrients specifically meant to aid with his fang regeneration.

'On top of that, it most likely borrows from his bone density once that reserve ends.' Rui sighed. 'No wonder this hasn't ended.'

Yet watching her had given him a better understanding of what kind of person and Martial Artist she was.

'She isn't cognizant of her insanity.' Rui concluded. 'Even now, she's merely acting on her aesthetic sensibilities. She cannot help but do so. A compulsive drive to act on her aesthetic sensibilities is nothing short of a mental disorder.'

It would explain the incongruence between how she was in normal interactions and how she was when acting on her aesthetic sensibilities.

a new development in the battle

THUD

been tossed by the side, unconscious. An open mouth revealed that his teeth had finally stopped regenerating. It appeared

She stretched her hands in the air as an expression of satisfaction appeared on her face.

Champion Meera." Squire Deril sighed,

a single

a single person

fans could not find

via some esoteric transportation system as she restored herself. Not that she had

previous time, she did not leave the

to the final match of the Martial Contest! The shocking newcomer Squire Falken will join Champion Meera in the finals. This

fiery passion resurged, and a

sheer excitement of the clash between the two most powerful Martial Squires

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colosseum's attention as he stepped into the battle arena. The entirety of the spectators roared in excitement and enthusiasm. Meera's previous sight

reassured them. Just one glance at him, and even the

Sheer unadulterated power emanated from

who beheld him couldn't help but feel awe at the sight of

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begun going giddy at the sight of the first eye-to-eye

simply stared at each

bothered by

either of them, they would have been unable to keep their cool. Yet the two

stances." Senior Deril

Neither of them moved.

would happen when

"...Is that so?"

fight. Yet not a

She nodded. "...A feeling

"...?"