The Martial Unity

Inside the training center were non-martial Artists who trained out in the open in the ground up-front. Rui was quite surprised to see many adolescent boys and girls and even young adults training their foundations in large open grounds.

Martial Apprentice instructors oversaw the training of the various Martial Artists up-front.

He sharply pieced together clues from the scene before him with everything else in the place as his eyes lit up with amazement.

"Rui," A voice called out to him. Master Ceeran slowly stepped down from the air, arriving before him with a relaxed smile on his face. "I'm glad you came."

All the people around them paused their work as they bowed deeply, offering the respect that a Martial Master possessed.

"Of course, I would," Rui smiled. "I had been wanting to speak to you anyway. This is place…is it an estate of the Ranger Sect?"

"Indeed," Master Ceeran confirmed. "The students that you see here are those that failed to make it into the Martial Academy."

"I figured," Rui glanced back at them. "Although they may have not been able to make it into the Martial Academy, that does not mean that they are without merit or potential, is that correct?"

"That is precisely so," Master Ceeran noted. "We take them into the Ranger Sect and offer them another opportunity to pursue their aspirations to become Martial Artists."

the Martial Academy still have hope. I assume that the premise is that they'll join the

Martial Paths of those who broke through doesn't align with the

Martial Path, though they don't need to join another sect if they don't wish to," Master Ceeran remarked. "They usually do, though. Because they didn't make it in

let go of newly broken-through Martial Apprentices so that they

only is it our duty to guide the young, but it would also be a net negative for Martial Art if we prevented them from leaving due to some dark desire to prevent the other sects from growing. We Martial Sects are quite competitive, but there are lines we absolutely do

see, it is best if Martial Artists of the nation do not fall to sabotaging each other

Master Ceeran smiled. "Come, let us head inside. I have much to speak

in the eyes of everybody around them, leaving them stunned. They arrived at a spacious building, heading into an office-like space with

how long I've been looking forward to this. Let me begin by saying this: I would not be a Martial Master if not for you. The Pathfinder technique that you gave me and helped me master became the foundation for my Martial Mind, allowing me to complete my journey to the Master Realm in a little under a decade from that point on. I do not know just how many decades or even centuries it would have taken me to

Rui. "So thank

master a single technique, I can

true that I would not be a Martial Master if it wasn't for you, regardless of how little you think

shrugged lightly, accepting that bit of credit. "I heard that you proposed that people could benefit from my Martial Art from the Minister

Martial Path. Your path harnesses thought in a manner unlike anything I've ever seen. Even a fraction of it would bring about a greater balance between the affinity for body and mind