The Martial Unity

Word spread through the Gereign Region.

"The Carnil Mafia and the Vale Syndicate have entered a cold war."

As of yet, hostilities had not been broken out. However, everyone even remotely informed could sense the friction.

Competition over resources, trade routes, and skirmishes. These things all pointed to a broader underlying tension.

Yet none of them knew that the origin of this tension was two red herrings created by a mastermind that had foreseen all of this.

Rui, on the other hand, did not care.

He had planted seeds of conflict because they had been worth the effort. If they panned out into a grand fire, that was great.

If they merely smoldered, that too was fine.

He was much more focused on something else.

The combat data of the three high-grade Martial Seniors in the Gereign base of the Carnil Mafia.

When he revised all the information that the Beggar's Sect had on them…

"They're goddamn monsters," Rui grinned.

Senior Zenshin, the Veritable Tiger.

His Martial Body had been geared towards absolute offense and power.

His claws had been honed and sharpened for three hundred years.

sharp, that they would create

swiping his claws? Is he splitting molecules into atoms?

of three hundred years. There were some things that could only be gained through dedicated perseverance for

he became wary

piercing attacks could probably hurt

it? He could probably split

only

meant that there were two grades of Martial Seniors who were

probably were a small group of elites

suppress his

to his absolute limits in a fight. Not even the mid-grade Martial Seniors who were on the upper end of the mid-grade had been able to push Rui

The Pattern Recognition System.

The Metabody System.

The Hypnomatrix.

to beat the mid-grade Martial

been forced to use all three against

at the bare minimum, he would be forced to use all

'I could probably manipulate even more forces if I wanted to mount even more political pressure. Then I could just incentivize them

decided to not take out the

The reason was simple.

them.' A small grin cracked at the edge of

Senior of the child trafficking ring in the Saiful Region. That was the last time a Martial

needed to know his precise

in his Martial Art with some experience. Experience was the foundation of growth. Anybody who didn't temper one's Martial Art with experience would

the foundations of the tower need to be at each level. Each floor needs to be strong enough to

no matter if it was physical or software, needed to be

at every stage before progressing