''Ugh...'' Ichiro grunted in pain as he dropped down on his knees with smoke leaving his body. The metal surrounding his body got sucked inside his brain, and soon, his muscles started getting smaller and smaller.

More smoke left his body, weaker and skinnier he became.

*Clank*

With a clank, the Spearless dropped down to the ground after it became too heavy to carry.

[-100 HP]

[-100 HP]

[-100 HP]

Blinking lights appeared in front of Ichiro and a row of notifications that told his decrease of HP.

He managed to only last 5 minutes as Martial King before his limit was reached.

''Ahhh... As expected...'' Ichiro puffed out a cloud of smoke from his mouth, and his handsome face started getting skinnier, almost skeleton-like without any skin.

[Host...]

''I know...'' Ichiro sighed and knew that breaking rules usually results in punishment.

And punishment this time is...

[-100 HP]

[HP: 45/ 525]

Ichiro closed his eyes and lowered his head. He felt his heart beating slower and slower, until finally... It stopped beating.

[-100 HP]

[HP: 0/525]

''Gah!'' Ichiro clutched his chest and fell down on the ground. A foam left his mouth, and his pupils started getting whiter until finally, his body stopped moving.

His fists that were clenched in powerful hold loosened, and his combat-ready muscles disappeared until only an almost skeleton was left, with a thin layer of flesh.

[You Have Died!]

The courtyard, where only yesterday was still bustling with energetic young men and women, was the grave of an almost unrecognizable young man, who as today, did something no one has ever done.

He reached Legendary Martial King Realm at only the age of 16!

But he broke multiple rules doing so, and the end result was... Death.

Another body was lying not far from the young man. That corpse didn't have a head, and it was lying on the pool of blood.

This young man also was the youngest person who has ever managed to kill Martial King individual!

A silver spear next to the young man's corpse was vibrating like it was mourning. With the help of vibration, it moved closer to the skinny corpse of a young man and landed perfectly on the open hand of the young man.

Soon, an illusionary hand appeared from the corpse of Ichiro. The hand was trying to stretch its way to the dark sky, and soon, an illusionary head emerged from the carcass with obscure facial features.

The head turned around and looked straight towards Ichiro's face, which looked completely unrecognizable.

It was hard to notice, but it was like the face had a proud look for a split second before the obscure veil made it impossible to see clearly.

Soon, a whole individual appeared from Ichiro's corpse. The individual was around 170cm in length with shoulder-length hair that looked almost transparent, with an obscure veil covering the face. The outfit was similarly colored with the rest of the body, transparent and illusionary.

The head turned slowly, moving from looking at Ichiro, to looking at the Spear in his hand.

The head tilted slightly, and it was like the Spearless could feel someone looking at it because soon it started vibrating.

''Interesting...'' Surprisingly, the illusionary figure spoke its first words!

The tone sounded feminine at first, nothing like the robotic tone it had before. That's right, this illusionary figure is the Martial Arts System!

Hearing the illusionary figure's voice, the Spearless moved with excitement and started floating straight towards the voice.

The Martial Arts System put its hand forwards and grabbed the floating Spear.

'Save him...' The Martial Arts System widened its eyes in shock after hearing a voice speaking inside its mind.

''Why do you want him to be saved?'' The Martial Arts System asked, ''What do you want with him? Answer carefully, he is my Host after all, and I won't let you near him if you have ill intentions.'' The grip on the spear's shaft tightened, and if the grip was even slightly stronger, the spear would break in half, and Spearless knew it!

'It was Destiny... He found me... Destiny...' Spearless repeated the same words repeatedly like it was the most important thing it had ever said.

''Destiny...'' The Martial Arts System widened its eyes, and an almost unrecognizable smile appeared on its obscure face, ''I see... Weapon of Destiny, but you are far too weak currently you must know it, right?''

The Spear vibrated with sadness and unwillingness.

''Return when you are strong enough, and I might know where you will become strong enough.'' The Martial Arts System turned its head towards the sky and said one last words, ''Ichiro will come to pick you up and... If you aren't strong enough by then, you never will.''

'Alright...' After hearing Spearless' word, The Martial Arts System started having illusionary muscles that looked massive, like the size of basketballs, which didn't fit its lean body at all.

''Good luck, Weapon of Destiny!'' The Martial Arts System threw the Spearless towards the sky with enough strength that caused a sonic boom, and it took only a split second for the Spearless to disappear from view.

In the sky, a trail of silver was seen as it effortlessly cut through the clouds and anything that was on its path.

The Martial Arts System's illusionary muscles disappeared, and an arm, which had no signs of any muscles, became visible.

Its head turned back towards Ichiro, whose body was starting to lose its warmth.

The Martial Arts System crouched next to him and touched his bare chest, which was filled with bruises and wounds, but also wrinkly skin. The illusionary hand pierced through his chest and ignored all the bones and other organs as it made its way over to the heart.

After reaching his heart, the illusionary hand grabbed it tightly and started squeezing.

''Death Ignore... Activate!'' Everything stopped.

The wind, the dust particles, clouds, falling debris.

The Martial Arts System slowly blinked and was getting sucked inside Ichiro's corpse.

Once, the Martial Arts System was completely sucked inside the corpse. It wanted to make sure of something.

Without further ado, a much smaller version of the Martial Arts System started floating inside Ichiro's corpse, and it didn't take long for it to arrive at the brain.

After reaching the brain, the Martial Arts System couldn't believe its own eyes.

In the brain, a transparent chain was visible, but it was loosened, which meant only one thing.

''The Limiter has been removed...'' Its feminine tone was filled with shock, but soon an excited look appeared on its face, ''Ichiro... Ichiro... What kind of person are you? To think... Even when you were dying, you forcefully kept chains from closing... How the hell you managed to do it?''

With excitement, the illusionary figure started circling around the chains, and giggles left its mouth, ''This is excellent... You will go unhindered all the way to Martial King Realm!''

''You won't have any bottlenecks, and will you be much stronger than someone at the same rank!''

A broken Limiter means that someone has entered the Martial King Realm.

But, that person needs to have a strong enough body as well.

Only with Broken Limiter and a strong enough body can someone enter Martial King Realm.

But, it is impossible to break Limiter without strong body, but Ichiro did it in a different order!

His Limiter has been broken, and he has already one step inside that Mythical Realm!

Only one thing he has left to completely enter it...

To improve his body's strength, and once his physical strength is around Half-Step Martial King, he will instantly enter Martial King Realm!

The Martial Arts System can't imagine what effects early removal of Limiter has on Ichiro's body.

But it is certain that it won't be anything bad, instead something extraordinary!