The Martial Unity

"In order to be overwhelmingly stronger, we most certainly need greater armies, greater artillery, greater defense, greater military esoteric technology, but most importantly…" The Martial Master grinned. "We need greater Martial power. We live in the Age of Martial Art, of course. Martial Art is the most powerful force, whichever side has greater Martial power will win."

"The Hungry Pain technique," Rui murmured.

"Indeed. This incredible technique that you've given the Martial Union is the key to the dominance of the Kandrian Empire," The man informed Rui. "The biggest stumbling blocks in the Kandrian Empire's dominance over East Panama are the three other Sage-level powerhouses in East Panama. Only they possess the power to rival us in war. However, with the power you have given us…"

"The Hungry Pain technique will take forever to transform the power of the Kandrian Empire," Rui retorted. "Decades at bare minimum, a century ideally. It will not transform the Kandrian Empire's power already."

"The Kandrian Emperor can live on for centuries with modern esoteric artifacts and potions," The Master gruffly huffed. "Our faction's foresight is not as short-sighted as yours, Senior Quarrier. Look to the future. One day, the overwhelming advantages of the Hungry Pain technique will accrue and give us an overwhelming advantage in the Lower Realms, allowing us to preserve more Martial Artists of the Lower Realms in the long run, allowing the birth of more Martial Artists of the Upper Realms in the long run. We will win thanks to you."

Rui narrowed his eyes. He didn't like logic, it was demented, but it wasn't invalid. "Join us, Rui Quarrier," The man stretched out a hand to Rui. "Join us and help us usher in an age of conquest and glory for the Kandrian Empire."

the Sekigahara Confederate and the

than once why the four powerhouses of East Panama were considered equal when only one of them had

"I suppose it makes sense, you were away for a long time and are only twenty-eight and only a Martial

words pushed down the atmosphere,

Krakule narrated with an ominous tone. "What happened next, what I am about

rapt attention, focusing on him with every iota

simply retreated after breaking through

"What…?" Rui whispered, stunned.

you believe it?" Master Krakule continued with a solemn tone. "This Martial Artist, who always killed his opponent. Who believed that any battle without the death of the loser was incomplete. Who lived and breathed conquest. This same Martial Artist retreated