All Thunder Breathing Forms Novels & Stories

I stumble over my feet breathing hard, my lungs are on fire. Stopping I bend over and throw my hands on my knees. My heart thumps loud deep in my chest. We've been at this for two hours. "I-I can't b..breathe." I gasp out. Heavy thundering steps come towards me. I would run away from him if I wasn't so out of breath. "You're pathetic just like your mother." He spits grasping my hair and yanking my head up. Searing pain shoots through my skull. I squeeze my eyes shut hoping to relieve the pain, but I don't make a noise because I know what will happen if I do.

Even his soul seemed to be completely crushed in the next moment. "Do you really think you can kill me?" Caspian snorted and raised his hand to grasp the void. The spiritual Qi in his body swirled violently like a raging dragon. In an instant, it turned into a thunder dragon. "Ten Thunder Killing Moves!" Suddenly, countless thunder as thick as water tanks appeared. Streaks of lightning, like spears of heaven's punishment, fell from the sky and rained down. Crack! Just like that, the mountain peaks that had been suppressed were penetrated and torn apart.

Just tell me about master; Aldophus pestered with a look of anger on his face. Well the Seven Acupoints Breathing technique is the true dragon amongst men as one would need all his Seven Acupoints destroyed and reforged to begin this technique, this isn't the end, you'll also need to be struck by Divine Lightening everytime you make an advancement in growth. I'll take it Aldophus immediately felt that this technique was made for him. "Listen this technique cuts of all your path towards any other element, although you already have lightening in you, I'm just sounding you this reminder".

It was them. He began to move, and the thunder found its rhythm. It was a deep, pounding beat that matched the driving pace of his hips. Each thrust was a peal of thunder, each withdrawal the tense silence before the next. She met him thrust for thrust, her nails digging into the cloud-stuff beneath her, her cries lost in the howling wind and the torrential rain.

When the pressure finally faded to a dull throb behind his temples, he pressed two fingers to his forehead and breathed slowly. Thunder Combat Arts. Five techniques: Thunder Palm, Lightning Fist, Flash Step, Storm Kick, Thunder Knee. Martial techniques, each one, built around the framework of a trained fighter's body — but threaded through with lightning, each movement designed to channel a discharge at the precise moment of impact, multiplying force in ways that pure physical training could never achieve alone. They were not complicated in structure. They were, at their core, exactly what they sounded like: striking, moving, and kicking, with electricity woven into the mechanics of each mot

“Thunder Spread!” Jai shouted. He stretched his right hand forward and thunder shot out of his palm. The thunder skill spread open like an umbrella on the snake’s face. It was like a flashbang, the bright thunder blinded the snake’s sight for a few seconds. But it also managed to hurt the snake’s face, because it recoiled back after the thunder hit it.

Skyla got frozen on feeling how intense his heart was, with what intensity his heart was throbbing. Through her slightly ajar mouth, Skyla was busy drawing in long breaths. The atmosphere that was earlier filled with their wet sounds and seductive moans had got tense with their loud, raggy breaths audible. While Skyla's breaths were gruffly audible because of the fear that was induced into her feeble system while Lucas' breaths were rough, tough and so frequent that Skyla was shocked as to what was happening to her. Skyla's breaths were powered by fear and Lucas' breaths were powered by anger.

My heart is racing and throbbing at a million miles per hour. The relentless thumping it is doing is enough to deplete all of my oxygen reserves. I'm actually having difficulty breathing, not only because of my anxiety but mostly because of the overwhelming fear I'm experiencing right at this exact moment. Who would have thought that I would be as rebellious and obstinate as I am today?

Leaning her face on her hand, Amethyst puffed without rushing herself. "Wai…wait! I…I expected you to question but before you take my life, I have a better suggestion for you…Althea!" Lifting his sweaty face at Amethyst, Thunder cleared his throat before he could throw a puff of suggestions at her. His eyes started twinkling with newly discovered courage. He walked towards Amethyst with steady footsteps whilst he silently prayed to his 'god'. He was terrified and every breath he exhaled was so hot that it made his cheeks flush. He wanted to breathe quietly but with a partial blockage in his respiratory tract, his wish was refused to be granted.