Only during the grand competition held every five years do the twelve martial arts schools become ceremonious.
And the last competition was attended by his eldest martial brother on behalf of their own school, securing the sixth place, not too high, not too low, a ranking that their teacher was very satisfied with.
As the teacher said, "A fighter hones themselves, rather than seeking to outdo others."
He thought it was very true.
Because the eldest martial brother obviously held back.
Otherwise, even if he didn't get first, he should have at least gotten second.
So, he too held back in the sparring matches.
He didn't lose.
It was a draw.
The teacher would definitely be very happy!
At that moment, this was what he thought, and then, he quickly returned to the martial arts school.
After he returned, he was to be married.
The mere thought of his junior sister in martial arts wearing her wedding dress made him even more impatient.
And then!
Blood!
