The Martial Unity



In the meantime, Senior Xanarn took another approach as she engaged with her opponents in another fashion.

She maneuvered through the air with graceful movements. Every step she took produced a note of sound, her maneuvering weaved the notes together into a symphony that reverberated across the entire island.

Her opponents chased after her.

"You're not the only one who can wield the atmosphere." General Derftar declared as he breathed in a certain pattern, exhaling powerfully as he swung his arms together, clapping with great force.

An incredibly powerful gust of wind roared towards her. Yet she merely opened her mouth.

VMMMM!!!

A painful pulse of sound escaped her lips, reverberating through the atmosphere, the moment it made contact with the gust of wind that his opponent had released, they both simply disappeared.

"She canceled it out using as little power as possible," General Derftar tutted. ('She's focusing on reducing her power consumption… That makes sense, she wants to make sure that her Martial Heart does not give out before ours.')

All three of them could tell that Senior Xanarn was adopting a very conservative fighting style.

She also strayed away from the infrastructure of the island, taking the battle to less populated areas of the island.

The three of them rounded around her, looking to pick at her and tear her down as soon as possible.

Suddenly one of them rushed in with an incredible degree of swiftness. She instantly knew that he was an offensive maneuverer.

She was unable to avoid him as she threw a flurry of sharp jabs at her vitals.

VMMMM!!!

A devastatingly loud blast emerged the moment his attack came anywhere near her body, a strange cacophony of notes reverberated through the air.

"A sound shield huh?" The man muttered. 

She didn't even have time to respond.

SWING!

She pirouetted through the air, dodging a swift blade that swung right at her. She heard the crinkling noise of metal even as she evaded the attack.

The third Martial Senior caught his chain axe with a grin. "Not bad not bad."

Senior Xanarn had managed to deal with their attacks thus far, but they were only getting started.

('My defensive prowess isn't nearly as high as Sarak's') She mused. ('I can't afford to be as passive as he is. One advantage we have is that they are not accustomed to the environment on top of not being able to make the best of it or having techniques that aren't suited.')

Martial Artists that first stepped onto the island were not entirely accustomed to fighting in such an environment. Of course, the more experienced and skilled a Martial Artist was, the less time it took to adjust, still, that was undoubtedly an advantage that worked in favor of the Senior guardians of the Floating Sect.

However, that advantage would disappear as the fight went on and their movements became more refined.

That was why Senior Xanarn decided to exploit that advantage as much as she could while it lasted.

Her eyebrows furrowed as she opened her eyes, taking a deep breath in.

The three Martial Seniors of the Kaddar Region immediately felt a deep sense of peril as they leaped back immediately.

She opened her mouth, and what followed was a sound that was so potent, it was nothing short of pure force.

She unleashed a scream that was so incredibly loud that it affected the very light that the sound passed through, causing the world to appear shaky!

A wave of pure destruction large enough to swallow an entire town crashed into the Martial Seniors.

"Argh!"

The three of them were shocked that a single Martial Senior could release such power.

"Now wonder they deployed nine!"

The Kaddar Region was a relatively young Senior-level region. It did not have many Martial Seniors and thus did not have any high-grade Martial Seniors.

The Martial Seniors of the Floating Sect were not truly high-grade either. Yet, because of their environment, they were able to effectively wield the power of a high-grade Martial Senior. 

The three Martial Seniors that had attacked Senior Xanarn realized that they needed to be careful.

Especially the offensive maneuverer, he needed to be careful about when he chose to close the distance between himself and Senior Xanarn.

If he mistimed it or dragged it a bit too much, she would unleash that powerful scream attack and crush him with sound.

"Keep our distance for now," The chain-axe-wielding Martial Senior told them with a solemn expression. "Feril and I will attack her from range. Dennis, you maneuver around and attack the moment you gain an opening to exploit."

"Will do," Dennis nodded as he began circling around Senior Xanarn.

The remaining two split up as well.

('They're avoiding grouping up so that I won't be able to use my Banshee Whisper against them.') She tutted inwardly.

That attack took too much, it was very difficult to maintain any defense when launching an attack that powerful.

Furthermore, by splitting up in different directions, she could not afford to focus so much power in a single direction, if she did, the other two would quickly jump in and exploit that opening against her.

While she was defending against the two of the mid and long-range attackers, she was most concerned about the offensive maneuverer. Her defense was active in nature, and her passive defense was lackluster.

What that meant was that if she was ever caught off-guard by him, then he would probably be able to hurt her even if he did not specialize in offense. Her body's constitution was not enough for her to be able to withstand attacks without active techniques covering it up.

She could tell that he was circling, doing his best to hide his presence with a combination of reducing his perceptibility, while also relying on minor misdirection to make his presence fleeting.

She needed to focus, otherwise, he would slip her mind while the other two did their best to draw her attention away.