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 a

would not be surprised if this dramatically increased the ceiling of the temperature that she could withstand,

upon the core of her

a field of combat that was extremely compatible with her. It would exploit her

how Askin would

to get

WHOOSH

that he would be fine even if a car

narrowed. It was a simple maneuver, but the reflexes he displayed were

out at Askin who stumbled out of her strike, rolling out

chasing him around, but she literally couldn't even

he laughed.

He wiggled.

smiled amused. "He's drunk,

"You can trust me, I know drunk

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

things that you would otherwise never be able to do. Like choosing

chills climb up his spine. The sheer force of her mind far exceeded anything he had ever sensed from an

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

hadn't even noticed

some sweat, shaking his head inwardly.

turned back to the battle, pondering about Askin,

but at the same it also consquentially ceded control of

likely be able to mitigate the downsides of being

widened with interest. This meant that alcohol was potentiall more beneficial to Martial Apprentices with some rigorous

Artists with alcohol had to get