Anime Fist Fighter Novels & Stories

The blonde patted his friend's back. As the committee called his name and his opponent's, he walked to the arena with a calm thought. He had seen three battles with fire benders as the participants, so he had some references. He had to thank Darrion too for the information on his opponent. The committee sent the signal, and the fight started. Right when they shouted 'Start!', Amano shot a thick napalm from his palm. Jai instantly dodged to the right, and Amano took this chance to raise a firewall heading to Jai's right.

Mr. Hamilton scoffed coldly. “Hah, what a fool!” Another energy fighter at the peak level dashed forward in the next second. At present, one of them was fighting Mr. Eastwood, while the other darted straight toward Kayson. Kayson lifted his hand and cast the Novem Lightning Zero Impact into the man’s arm. “Argh!” The fighter let out a pained scream as his arm exploded into a plume of blood mist. Without giving him a chance to catch his breath, Kayson threw a heavy punch at his chest, sending him flying backward and slamming hard into the wall.

How many people will I have to fight? This first fighter is not skilled, but his movements are jerky. He’s smart to stay in human form. He isn’t very big. He can’t be over eighteen years old. He goes to punch me in the face. I grab his wrist and twist his arm behind his back, applying upward pressure. He groans, and I think I’ve got him ready to submit.

He took the hit clean. He staggered back a step, grimacing as he absorbed the pain. It hurt more than any opponent he had faced earlier. Because this time, it came with guilt, written plainly in his eyes. “Fight me like a man, you bastard!!” Anthony shouted. Bastian wiped the blood from the corner of his lip and shook his head. “I don’t want to fight you, Tony.” “Coward!!” “You’re my best friend.” “Best friend?” Anthony snarled. “You already betrayed that, idiot!”

They had suddenly become insecure, panicking at the slightest touch. "Welcome great members of the Deadly Fang Pack!" Ryu exclaimed as he approached the corridor. "Great Deadly Fangs," they chanted till his voice came into play. "Last night my personal assistant was caught in a tight spot in the royal chambers. She was about to be assassinated by an unknown assassin when I walked in and stopped it. Fighting him, I realized he is a master of the art of Tai, the oldest and most fierce martial art in the history of werewolves.".

But I knew I placed my bet on the right fighter. Damon instantly dodged and returned with an uppercut to the Iron Fist's chin. Dazed, the Iron Fist shook his head and tried to retaliate with another wide punch. The swing was slow, and Damon saw it. He didn't duck, but took a step backward, allowing the Iron Fist to spin under the weight and power of his own fists. As soon as the Iron Fist stopped spinning, Damon punched him again with an uppercut. This one knocked him out. The fight was over in less than a minute.

Felicity smiles, giving me a small insight into the kickboxing world. Sitting, I listen to them announce the first fighter. Alex 'Bullet' Andrews. A loud applause and people cheering erupt through the building. I listen again as they announce Lorenzo 'Merciless' Pesci. The screams get louder, and I watch Lorenzo walk up and climb into the ring.

Slowly he lifts his pace and runs as fast as a bullet train. ‘Looks like he didn’t lie about this ability. I’ll be home in no time. Heck I’ll go give Ayame a lil scare.’ And he dashes through the skies and reaches Saitama in no time. Swiftly he reaches Ayame’s home and climbs up to the second-floor window. He knocks on the window with his paws and thinks to himself- ‘The look on her face will be hilarious.’ After a few minutes Ayame opens the curtains and looks at Akihiko in his Fenrir form. Akihiko looks at the other two girls behind her look at him too and she closes the curtain immediately.

" The priest extended his fist, bringing with it a strong current of energy. Then, colorful glints of light flickered at the tip of his fist, forming an imaginary fist. "Pick on someone your size, you unskillful twat!" Alfie was unbothered and shouted back, "Feast your eyes on this Strikerine ultimate move— Quakebreaker…" "Bang!" The priest's imaginary fist hit Alfie's chest before he could finish speaking. Alfie then spun in the air as if he had gotten hit by an incoming high-speed truck. "Thump, thump!" Alfie hit the wall hard, and his body slid down right after impact.

Mr. Hamilton scoffed coldly. “Hah, what a fool!” Another energy fighter at the peak level dashed forward in the next second. At present, one of them was fighting Mr. Eastwood, while the other darted straight toward Kayson. Kayson lifted his hand and cast the Novem Lightning Zero Impact into the man’s arm. “Argh!” The fighter let out a pained scream as his arm exploded into a plume of blood mist. Without giving him a chance to catch his breath, Kayson threw a heavy punch at his chest, sending him flying backward and slamming hard into the wall.