Anime Ghost Fighter Novels & Stories

Akira: Hanzo Clone, Toru Wind, Kasumi Fire. Hanzo: Shadow clone. Toru: Turbulence. Kasumi: Don’t tell me what i must do. Fire Ball. Akira: Don’t complain. Earth Bind CRASHH ROAAARRRR Kasumi: Tch, it isn’t effective, HANA!!! Hana: LIghtning. DUARRR.. ROAARRRR The Goblin King in front of us gave another angry roar and trying to attack ius indiscrimately. Akira: Earth Prison.

Between the boisterous cheers of the crowd, the announcer called the next fighter. "Next is Death himself, Luc!!!" He hollered. Wondering who'd have such a name, I turned my head in time to see him walking into the ring. My heart dropped. Lucian. Jake's eyes flew to the ring. "Shit". He cursed. "Come on. Let's go". He tried pulling me but my feet were stuck to the spot. "Trust me. You don't want to see what's gonna happen". He said but I didn't register his words.

Last but not least, he had five Rank 8 Zombies. 'Is it arrogant of me to defeat a Rank 5 Evolved One without using both my hands and legs?' "Alright!" Fiona could no longer go on with Lucas' composed expression. "Since you've chosen not to use your hands and legs, allow me to show you what ultimate strength is!" said Fiona. Subsequently, she raised her palms, and a red aura was revealed around it. Red aura meant that the Genetic Fighter was a Grade S Genetic Fighter.

They know because as they fought the three the group that need to use their focus the most was the group that was fighting with Azanah because every strike of her was deadly and always aim at the vital spot even when she’s avoiding their attack, her incredible body flexibility made it possible for her to strike at them at the angle they thought it was impossible. As for the group that fighting with Fatty Bao, they try to overwhelm him with their number but the three head and six arms armor made it impossible for them, furthermore every strike they defend and every hit they can manage to land on fatty Bao making their spirit qi pool to become lower and lower than it should be, contrary to the

Rarely did the owner look this excited for a fight. "What's his name?" I asked and he grinned back, "Monster." --- Monster. A street fighter's name in which I thought I'd never hear again. This name and the disappearance of the fighter of which the name belonged to was why I started drinking energy drinks. Monster Energy was my way of replacing him. Replacing Arthur.

I arched toward him slowly and crushed my lips to his. He responded immediately, his lips moved perfectly against mine. His hands came up to my head, fingers entangling in my hair. It was warm and fast. So fast, he didn't notice my hand becoming a paw, only falling away with a grunt when my claws sunk into his gut. As soon as he was on the floor I flew at him, swiping once again at his stomach. Then I stepped away, the Champion stayed on the floor. I watched as he hit the ground three times.

Fate Fighters ‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍The birth of change CHAPTER 1 Fang city_ The capital of the vampire Empire. "Run call for the physician" the chief maid who had just ran into the queen's room shouted. A maid had suddenly screamed from Zara's hall_ the queen's chamber, others came rushing in, only to meet their Queen Struggling with her breath, while gasping for air.

The main fighter of Wild Fang was the first to get in the ring. Seeing this, the main fighter of Silent Inferno also did the same thing. "Hi, I'm Emberlyn Galusha." said the petite lady with reddish blonde wavy, short hair, and brown eyes. She's attired in a blue scoop-necked tank top and black leather shorts. She had a winged sword tattoo on her left arm and piercings on her eyebrows. "Robinson Jephcott." the black-haired man said in an apathetic tone. He just wanted to get this battle done with. He felt this was an easy battle as the opponent was the frail-looking woman who was trying to get on his good side.

Darryl smiled while Archfiend Antigonus was still in shock. As soon as he finished speaking, Darryl raised his hand and without hesitation, Wild Fury roared and pounced at Archfiend Antigonus. At that time, Archfiend Antignous's expression changed. He quickly activated the Power of the Fiend Soul and held the Bloody Soul Crusher spear tightly in his hands to fight back. However, the strength of Wild Fury was too terrifying. In addition, Archfiend Antigonus had already consumed a lot of power in the fierce battle before. At this time, the two sides were fighting fiercely in the air. Under the attack of Wild Fury, Archfiend Antigonus retreated continuously, looking embarrassed.

Josiah roared. Following that, the lid of the Demon's Box opened, and countless blades shot out from it. The rain of blades was formed from the condensed resentment and ghostly aura of unjust spirits. It not only harmed the physical body but also targeted the soul. While physical injuries might be tolerable, harm to the soul would shroud the person in a ghostly aura and inflict them with great agony. Generally, fighters were not afraid of ghosts and spirits. Yet, when numerous spirits united, their combined force was not to be underestimated and even fighters would suffer immensely if entangled by them.