Academy's Genius Swordmaster Novels & Stories

Even in this world, perhaps only the young master of the Sword Sect could be called a sword genius, because even in the Crown Sect, which also had sword training, they could not be compared to those from the original Sword Sect. "Huff... my strength has increased, but well... it seems difficult to defeat my brother!" said the young master of the Sword Sect after coming down, smiling as he thought of Xiao Chen. He considered Xiao Chen his brother because only Xiao Chen could make him, the young master of the sword sect, feel comfortable and compatible with each other's attitudes. Swisshhh... "Kid, you're a real genius. It seems that your mistake no longer needs to be brought up!" The person w

I am Lord Littume Triem, and my father is the Lord of this city" He looked Boro up and down, waiting for him to give his own name. "I am Boro Malus, a soon to be Blade Master, graduate of The Academy" He said formally, bowing as was polite, given Littume's status as a noble. "Malus...Malus... Why is that name familiar to me?" Littume's face scrunched up in thought, then lit up in awe. "You're related to Bora Malus, the greatest Sword Master to live? At least till he went and got himself, and thousands of others killed. '' He added the end with another tone of mocking.

"There isn't an official Seven Magics Academy, except here in my basement, but you must learn more about the world you now belong to. And you must learn how to defend yourself. A war is coming, Snow. I know you didn't ask to be part of it, and it seems unfair, but you're involved. And from what I can tell, the queen has put special emphasis on you." A devastating weight seemed to sit on my shoulders. The word war felt too big, too overwhelming. "Do you think the others know the vampire queen has singled me out?" I pressed the tip of a finger against one of the spikes. "I'm not sure. I would think not." He moved back over to the sword, took it from its horizontal storage clamps on the wall, g

Siya ‘yung nakita kong in-interview sa TV noon. “Good afternoon. I hope you, new students, can find knowledge and learn throughout your stay here at the academy. I am Professor Timothy Yuan.” He paused, fixed his messy glasses. “Now, let’s start the introduction. First line, please come forward, and introduce yourselves one by one, including your ability.” The guy that opened the door kanina na kasama naming ang nauna. “G-Greetings, everyone! I am Liame Y. Brile. I’m 20 years old, a commoner. I hope we can get along. M-My ability is to manipulate steel, and create them into any object I desire.” He introduced his ability by performing it.

It was the same as asking a bovine to eat beef. Coming back to his wood chopping spot, Zen stared at the large pile of unchopped wood. He came too far to give up now. Unfortunately for him, Zen did not know any swordmasters in Godfather Academy. In reality, swords were the least useful weapons with advanced firearms and bionic armaments. Hence, nobody bought swords in the game. Zen was the only one using it for some reason.

Everyone seemed to know everyone else. She had her eyes out for 3 people, a boy named Raul, who would be known as the first magic swordsmaster from the academy, a girl called Vivian Quin, who would be the best marksman archer and adopted daughter of the Quin family and lastly Ian, a boy who would become the master of the mage tower in the future.

Hearing what Darryl said, Gigi became contemptuous. 'This licentious person is so deceitful. He only knows how to produce elixirs. How would he be able to teach others the art of swordsmanship?' As he thought, Gigi bit her lips and hastened her movement. At that moment, the air that her sword had passed by was distorted, and it was intimidating. Feeling the power of Gigi's sword, Preston remained calm, standing as still as a rock. "You want to teach the Sect Master a lesson? I'm afraid you're not capable of that yet. Why don't you beat me first?"

Aiomi carried me as he dodge Frain’s one blow. He placed me far away to the area. I lost my breath as I watched them tirelessly bout each other. A few minutes passed and Aiomi and I fought him together. Frain was a good swordsman and he gave us a hard time. After all, he was once a student at the academy of swordsmen. As I distract Frain, Aiomi was able to slash his clothes down to his chest. Frain’s chest was filled with blood. It was flowing as he continued his aggressive attacks.

In a more feminine, gentler script, was her name Sylvia, gleaming back at her. "You prefer the short sword, My Lady. The weapon is most suited to you – as it was to Victor. And, you make the world around you a better place to be – as did the youth who is with us in spirit only," Rowell addressed her again, "So in honor of you returning to all of us, but most of all the general, that which we thought lost forever and in honor of you starting your own training, we present you with this blade. May it serve you well."

Yes sir" The assistant who had followed his master for many years and had never seen him care for anyone other than his wife was shocked. One has to know, his master had never even cared for his sons in this manner. The Gu family was one of the most prominent families in the country, but it had quite a few members but each of those members were very capable people and because of that most of them were left to fend for themselves as soon as they are old enough to care for themselves. But, right in front of him it seemed there was a reversal, he didn't understand why, but his master seems to treat her like a treasure among the younger generation. But he understood it wasn't in his place to ask