Academy's Genius Swordmaster Novels & Stories

Roy said. "How arrogant of you now, sir. You're saying that you know Miss Azkia better than anyone else... yes... you're a love slave, understand," Roy's heart said, but he felt very happy to see his Young Master's happy face. "Now let's leave what the Hendrawan family will do first. The important thing is have you prepared all the surprises for them?" "Everything is ready, Young Master." "Good, but!!! if they dare to touch a strand of my wife's hair, cut off all their hands!!!."

I suppose the healing of our relationship had to start somewhere, but even as I walk out of the forest with my father, I can’t bring myself to tell him about Cherie just yet. The fog of that gem keeps the beast at bay and he continues to watch from inside of his so-called host. The enemy is only a hair’s breadth away and yet he cannot will this human to even lift a finger. That blasted gem…it needs to be removed or he would not be able to complete his mission for his mistress. Letting out a frustrated growl, he closes his eyes and decides to bide his time. Let the host think he’s in charge for now…there will be plenty of time to strike later on.

“Gosh! Master Eunus is unleashing the Monastic Sword. Collins is dead for sure!” Jayden was an elite at the Martial Arts Alliance. He knew what sort of divine weapon Archie was using. “That’s right. With Master Eunus’ true master of martial arts cultivation paired with this divine weapon, even an enemy who's a stage-three true master might not necessarily be his match!” His other disciples began discussing this. “You’re not worthy of using a sword in front of me!”

A thousand swords surrounded Xing Xier and each sword contained a sword intent strong enough to cut an ordinary immortal. "Shit! Sword intent? No wonder he's called the genius of the empire and the sword sect!" Said one of the fugitives with sweat pouring down his back. BOOMMM... "These fools!" Annoyed Choi Son who saw how weak their resolve was. "Well, better not play anymore."

We were variables they didn’t approve of. Except for one. “Amber’s looking for you,” Rowan added casually. That eased something in my shoulders without me meaning it to. “You're just now telling me? Where is she?” “Infirmary wing. Someone apparently sprained something ‘heroically sparring,’ which I’m translating as ‘being an idiot.’” That sounded like Amber and that would definitely be one thing that would excuse her from being here right now. Lucky bitch. The only person in this entire academy who didn’t look at us like we were intruders in a system she believed in. Healer track, daughter of the Star Pack Gamma, and somehow still the only student willing to openly defy the quiet war everyon

Professor Runn: Tapping my holo-display, I open the email Headmaster Noah sent, and a video starts playing. "Attention all professors," he starts. In the video, I notice the headmaster is armed with his axe, a sword, and a bow with arrows. "Something is wrong with the academy's shield. They're failing." I turn my head and look out my window. The headmaster is right. The academy's shield flickers on and off, sparking, fizzling, and smoking. A few minutes later, the shield turns off and the academy is exposed.

After five years of being forcibly institutionalized in a mental hospital by my parents for “rehabilitation,” I awakened the “Slap System” skill. One slap, a million dollars deposited into my account. Another slap, my combat power skyrocketed. Just as I was thoroughly enjoying my slapping spree and preparing to leap over the asylum walls to break free, my parents suddenly arrived to take me home. The moment I stepped through the front door, I saw my adopted brother Atticus Hawthorne, eyes reddened, holding my fiancée, Cassandra Vaughn, in his arms. Meanwhile, my real brother Roman Montgomery was locked in a dog cage, bitten and torn by vicious hounds, covered in wounds, and breathing his