The Martial Unity

Rui smiled underneath his mask. "Of course."

A bunch of low-grade Martial Squires were so weak that they might as well have been Martial Apprentices to him, he probably wouldn't even notice the difference. Apparently, Farun didn't understand just how strong Rui was despite what the sect informed him. He would have picked a greater challenge if he did.

Nonetheless, Rui found himself facing all of the Martial Squires of the coup force in the Saiful Abyss which was far away from the direction that the Ferendul nation was.

They surrounded him, taking their stances. Rui simply stood in place, unable to feel even the slightest hint of pressure. He had reached a stage where he could simultaneously comfortably mop up multiple grade-ten Martial Squires with ease when he was a Martial Squire himself. High-grade Martial Squires were nothing short of weak, and he didn't even notice low-grade Martial Squires anymore.

"Any time." Rui remarked.

Those words commenced the spar as all the Martial Squires lashed out forward, yet they were so slow that Rui needed to actually wait for them to arrive. He didn't even bother wasting any time when they did.

POW POW POW POW POW.....!

One by one, all of them fell to swift and powerful blurs that knocked them out before they even realized what happened.

In less than a second, he had knocked all of them out.

of you, as always. You are more than qualified to fight Albus. My apologies for doubting you, however, I need to be skeptical of everything in order to

"When does the operation begin and how do you want me to coordinate

a Senior-level combat force." The man replied. "Your role is simple. We will attack when Albus is away from the throne and far away from our conflicts on the other side of the Ferendul. All you need to do is be there at that time and place, and

Rui nodded, wordlessly.

Although he was accustomed to coming up

he wasn't the one

on one of the countryside mansions," Farun explained.

sure to mark the point on the Ferendul maps of differing detail, honing in on the point, while also specifying the time and date. He even offered Rui a pocket

that he didn't trust Martial Artists

before Rui's business was concluded with the man, he simply took his leave returning to his inn. There wasn't much left for him to do. A week of time wasn't enough to guarantee that he could finish another mission before this one was due, so he avoided taking the

himself to his peak mentally. Although he

by the Beggar's Sect had extensively covered his Martial Art,

of his ability as a Martial Senior. He was not interested in preparing for this battle since that would make him much stronger

fight in