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

not be surprised if this dramatically increased the ceiling of the temperature that she could withstand, that along with some conditioning meant that this was legitimately a powerful

that he had stumbled upon

this case, it made sense that she was a grappler! Is her body temperature was extremely high, then grappling was a field of combat that

wondered how Askin

Askin, charging to get into

WHOOSH

low that he would be

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

tutted, turning around as she lashed out at Askin who stumbled out of

but she literally couldn't even get

he laughed. "Can't

He wiggled.

"He's drunk,

he is." Squire Dylon nodded. "You can trust me, I know drunk

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

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

as she coldly cut him off, causing Rui to feel violent dreadful chills climb

mischievously raising his

hadn't even noticed

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

the battle, pondering about Askin,

also consquentially ceded control of the body to the subconscious reflexive mind. Reflexes

would likely be able to mitigate the downsides of being drunk

interest. This meant that alcohol was potentiall more

did this mean the Martial Artists with alcohol had