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.

enhanced brains on a

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

he had stumbled upon the core of her Martial

sense that she was a grappler! Is her body temperature was extremely high, then grappling was a field of combat that was extremely compatible with her. It would exploit her

how Askin would deal with

charging to

WHOOSH

low that he would be fine even if a

he displayed were extremely quick. He dodged the strike

who stumbled out of her strike, rolling out

around, but she literally

hue." he laughed.

He wiggled.

amused. "He's drunk, isn't

Dylon nodded. "You can trust

at him. "How is being drunk a

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

she coldly cut him off, causing Rui to feel violent dreadful chills climb up his spine. The sheer force

Dylon chuckled mischievously raising his hands,

even noticed

away some sweat, shaking his head inwardly.

about Askin, who had still gone on untouched by

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

brain would likely be able to mitigate the downsides of being drunk that would normally severely impair

This meant that alcohol was potentiall more beneficial to Martial

Artists with alcohol had to get