The Martial Unity
chapter-2138

"Impressive," Master Zentra admitted.

Rui surged at him at top speed, unwilling to let him go this time.

WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH!

Master Zentra avoided his blows one after another, refusing to get hit by the immensely powerful technique that Rui had been showing off lately. He immediately judged that of the three primary fields of combat, Rui's offense was the most powerful, followed by his mobility.

'His defense is the least powerful.' Master Zentra narrowed his eyes. 'Then, it shall be the focus of my combat approach.'

His Martial Body shifted as his muscle mass to body mass ratio changed and he realigned tissue across his entire body, undergoing a mini metamorphosis. By the time he was done, his Martial Body looked like it belonged to an entirely different Martial Artist!

He had grown leaner and thinner, while his muscle mass had, in turn, increased. On top of that, his Martial Body had grown more vulnerable and weaker; his fists had gained more mass, growing denser and harder; his knuckles had grown sharper, able to inflict more damage; and the skin on his fists had roughened, designed to tear away at anything it struck.

It was a mystifying transformation to any onlooker, but Rui's powerful mind computed all the information instantly.

'He sacrificed durability for speed and offensive power!'

Master Zentra lunged forward at blinding speeds as a tremendously lethal attack surged at Rui faster than he could evade it.

BOOOOOM!!!

SPLAT!

It was a wonder to witness the sheer amount of lethality that Master Zentra was able to conjure up as he repurposed his entire body for it. His attack pierced Rui's flesh, leaving a deep gash in his gut.

Yet, it didn't yield the outcome that Master Zentra was hoping for.

FSSS…

Steam erupted from Rui's wound as Weaving Blood swiftly healed it in an instant. It had been especially blessed by the Sandflower Nectar potion, allowing it to not only last far longer than it ever would have in the past but to also heal far more quickly than it ever used to.

"Nifty," Master Zentra observed. "But let's see just how much punishment it can take."

WHOOSH!

In an instant, he had arrived before Rui, a powerful blow already surging at him at blurring speeds.

"Temporal Disharmony." BOOOOOM!!!

The one to land a blow was Rui.

VMMM!!!

Master Zentra grimaced in shock and pain, having been struck by the blow before he could even fathom what had happened.

Yet, his flustered shock created an opening.

An opening that Rui had been waiting for from the very start. It was why Rui had waited that long to use Temporal Disharmony—he did not want to waste the potential for seizing the initiative and maximizing the impact of the technique on the battle by using it at any moment but the one with the greatest element of surprise.

And his patience had paid off.

The Hypnomatrix had been the part of his Martial Art that was most empowered by his breakthrough to the Master Realm, reaching extremely potent levels of mental incapacitation.

BOOOM BOOOM BOOOM!!!

CRACK CRACK CRACK!

Blow after blow, Rui battered Master Zentra's vulnerable Martial Body with Yin-Yang Spears, one after another. He had no intention of sparing him the wrath of his newborn offensive technique.

Each blow not only left an enormous and ugly purple bruise on Master Zentra's body, but it also caused massive internal hemorrhaging as the devastating impact permeated deep into his body in a manner similar to but far greater than Reverberating Lance.

It was a devastatingly lethal offensive technique that very few Martial Artists could afford to be on the receiving end of.

Unfortunately for Rui, Master Zentra was one of them.

FWOOSH!

'He's reducing the coefficient of friction between my fist and his skin by making his skin extraordinarily smooth!' Rui's eyes widened with surprise.

He had no idea that Master Zentra could utilize his mastery and control of his Martial Body this way. Whether it was by manipulating tissue alignment or having his skin turn into a particularly slippery substance, he was able to make proper collisions extremely difficult to achieve!

'Damn!' Rui's expression grew severe as he continued blasting the Master blow after blow. 'This technique is especially ill-suited to handle with Yin-Yang Spear.'

Zero friction didn't make it impossible to land proper impacts—certainly not. However, it did make it extremely difficult, as each blow would now have to strike Master Zentra exactly perpendicularly, straight, and directly down at the point of impact.

Even the slightest angle would cause Rui's attacks to slip off relatively harmlessly.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Yet, just as Rui began getting the hang of it, his advantage was already gone.

WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH!!

Master Zentra evaded his blows with remarkable speed, having already healed all of the immense damage that he had taken at a rate that put even Weaving Blood to shame. Unlike Weaving Blood, he didn't just heal or regenerate, he also returned blood lost in internal bleeding back into the bloodstream.

This allowed him to surpass the healing speed of Weaving Blood while conserving more energy and preserving more blood, all while maintaining his speed and offensive power advantages. His Martial Mind contained systems of thoughts that minimized the blood loss and energy loss without taking anything away from his combat power.

It was the same as if Rui could use three Metabody techniques without dying very shortly after. Master Zentra's immense mastery and control over his body allowed him to wield the power of Rui's forbidden technique without side effects.

It was one of the many reasons that he was particularly strong even among high-grade Martial Masters.

WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH!

He evaded Rui's swift attacks while his own attacks struck Rui true and hard.

BOOM BOOM BOOM!

SPLAT SPLAT SPLAT!

His razor-sharp knuckles and jagged skin tore apart Rui's flesh as fast as Rui could mend them with Weaving Blood. Each blow left a wound that took a bit out of his stamina. BOOOM!