The Martial Unity

Rui recalled what Fae and Kane had told him about these two.

Heat and alcohol.

These two Martial Artists employed these two phenomena in their Martial Art.

This was something Rui truly looked forward to. How could a Martial Artist fight with heat and alcohol? He didn't even know that this was possible! There were some techniques, but to make it your entire Martial Art?

The Martial Contest opened his eyes to so much that he hadn't seen before, it was truly shocking. Yet it incredibly exciting nonetheless.

"Take your stances." The referee instructed.

Ferlicia crouched, placing her open-handed arms in front of her.

('Grappling stance eh?') He mused.

Askin on the other hand, just shifted around in one place, imbalanced.

"Begin!" The referee commenced.

Ferlicia's skin grew incredibly red, as if she was blushing madly across every inch of her body, before dashing at Askin.

It was a sight that amazed Rui. She was increasing the temperature of her own body to an incredibly high degree!

The human body was actually capable of increasing body temperature to a high degree. It was capable of this and even did increase temperature in times of fevers. Through engogenous and exogenous pyrogens, it could cause a high elevation in the body's thermoregulatory set-point. However, the reason that it did not increase temperature beyond a small degree was because the brain simply couldn't handle extremely high temperatures.

Normal human brains, that is.

Apprentices possessed enhanced brains on

the ceiling of the temperature that she could withstand, that along with some conditioning meant

stumbled upon the

her body temperature was extremely high, then grappling was a field of combat that was extremely compatible with her. It would exploit her strengths and

how Askin would deal with

to get into

WHOOSH

so incredibly low that he would be fine even

a simple maneuver, but the reflexes he displayed were extremely quick. He dodged the strike at basically the

at Askin who stumbled out of her strike,

chasing him around, but she

hue." he laughed. "Can't

He wiggled.

smiled amused. "He's drunk, isn't

Dylon nodded. "You can trust me,

threw a resigned look at him. "How is being drunk a

drunk allows you to do things that you would otherwise

unadultered aura seeped out as she coldly cut him off, causing Rui to feel violent dreadful chills climb up his spine. The sheer force of her mind far exceeded anything he had ever sensed from

Squire Dylon chuckled mischievously raising his hands, completely unbothered by her

even

sweat, shaking his head inwardly. ('I have far to

battle, pondering about Askin,

cognition, but at the same it also consquentially ceded control of the body to the subconscious reflexive mind. Reflexes far

mitigate the downsides of

This meant that alcohol was potentiall more beneficial to Martial Apprentices with some

mean the Martial Artists with alcohol had to get drunk before every fight