Familiar Techniques

RUMBLE!

A small mountain erupted from within the depths of the land, displaced by the sheer power that Rui exerted.

The Roaring Dragon Blood Potion benefitted his long-range techniques the most, increasing their upper limit significantly.

"Aarggrhrhrgrvhghrgr!" The Suffocator's unintelligible screams echoed through the air.

CRACK CRACK CRACK!

The gear that surrounded his torso, that attached to his mask broke down.

Rui's eyes narrowed as he recognized what the contraption was. "Just as I thought. You avoided your own domains by having breathing cylinders feed your air through your mask."

In other words, he was using a special artifact contraption to mitigate the shortcomings of his own techniques.

Rui's mouth curled with contempt. "You're a disgrace of a Martial Artist. You will never become a Martial Master."