The Martial Unity

The spectators watched, dumbfounded. The battle had been raging on for quite some time, immersing them in.

Many had gripped the armbars of their seats for stability and comfort

That was how intense the seismic radiation of the battle grew.

"Hey..."

"Yeah...?"

"We'll be alright, right?" One man asked with the quivering tone of uncertainty.

BOOM!!!

The seismic radiation near them intensified, scaring the already-shaken spectators.

"Oh my god!"

"Protect us, Lord Virodhabhasa!"

Neither Rui nor Meera cared about the mental health of the spectators.

Meera rushed forward at a blinding speed towards Rui.

Her hand reached out, her fingers uncurling towards Rui's.

Yet they were unable to reach.

THWACK!

Rui slapped them away before guarding his eyes, still staring into hers.

Her expression darkened.

Her pressure spiked to a greater level.

Her pacing accelerated.

She had ascended to an even higher level of power.

Her palm rushed forward, striking his abdomen with a blinding speed.

Rui's eyes widened.

BOOM!!!

He grimaced in pain as she launched him to the other side in the briefest split second!

Yet she had already arrived before he did.

palm blurred,

SPLAT SPLAT!

Rui's expression grew grave.

deep gashes appeared

she bypassed his partial Nemean Blossom was more than concerning. Even if it was at partial strength, the fortitude of the technique

as well have not existed in

as the partial Weaving Blood had already kicked

eyes fixed on her, absorbing every ounce of information

two

Meera's displeasure only grew.

her

SPLAT SPLAT SPLAT!

appeared on Rui's body faster

healed faster than they

She wasn't done.

with a partial Godspeed, hoping to reduce as much time he was in contact with her. Yet, her output

that was unlike anything he had ever

determined to

reflected in

his body. Every time she hurt him, he felt his body growing weaker.

greater harm. Yet it was a technique that was fundamentally meant to

was

needed to fix the predictive model. There was no point in relying on a power whose foundations were faulty due to external disruptions. It

almost came alive in a way that it never had

as if accepting its

the lethality that Meera

a limit to

Blood grew slower. With each

The difference was minute.

take for the many minute differences to sum up into a large difference. He did not know how much

on the matter in

at an incredible pace as he furiously

Mind Palace quivered as it was pushed to

battle was now reaching a

SPLAT!

of gasps rippled

a second too late

arm was

to see her

was because it had emerged on the other

She had impaled him.

leaping back as he extricated himself away

had already begun mending, even if much slower than

didn't seem to

were