Anime Sword Draw Novels & Stories

As if an avalanche, the attack came down on Alex like a thousand falling boulders. Alex narrowed his eyes and called for the Sword of the Universe, using it to form a formation circle. Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom! Loud explosions filled the air. Alex was thrown back ten meters or so, leaving a long, deep trail on the ground. Suzaku yelled again, "Breaking Swords Lock!" "There's more?" Alex froze, standing still as he contemplated if he should use the Seven Blades of Death and the Breaking Point.

Hikaru faced the pond again while I was observing them well, they looked veracious and obedient. Ren-Ai was a blonde , he has a slicked back undercut hair, good looking, 177.8 cm, cerulean eyes and most of all he carries a long wide sword. Yui on the other hand was different. She was an archer. I sense authority on her, she's very intimidating. She has hazel green eyes and a coffee brown hair color,157.48 cm in height and most of all I find her pretty. Archers and swordsmen in the kingdom were very precise and were very quick.

The man wore a white robe and looked unsullied by the world. James walked over, and a light breeze swept forward. The breeze instantly caused the man in the highest seat to wither. His clothes and flesh crumbled into dust, leaving only a scarred skeleton in place. James walked over and briefly examined it. Then, he turned his attention to the surrounding walls with mysterious patterns. The patterns on the wall were mysterious drawings of exquisite Sword Moves. “Universal Sword Art.” As soon as James began examining the drawings, a voice resounded in his mind.

After pondering for sometime, he decided that he will make a knife with the nail of the beast, and sell the tooth, as the length of nail was 7 inches and 5 inches for the tooth. After sorting everything out, Theo start his daily routine of practices, except this time he didn't include the exercise before training. As Theo swing his sword, he felt that how light his body felt, and how easily he can swing the sword now. he can feel the strength of his body, so he stop swinging for a while and decide to check his strength. He went to the nearby tree and punch it as hard as he can. when the punch hit the tree, the tree fell down, completely shattered at the place where the punch connected.

A genuine laugh, short and disbelieving, the laugh of someone who has encountered something so far outside their expected category that their threat response hasn't activated yet. "A child," he said. "They sent a child—" He moved fast for a Foundation cultivator. The kampilan came in a diagonal arc — a proper technique, Crimson Bone Slash by the form of it, Blood Clan methodology — and the aura pressure riding the blade edge was real and would have opened me from shoulder to hip if I had been standing still. I was not standing still.

Connor told his father to be gentle with me and that if he isn't, he could break my hand. He shook my hand very softly, and I saw where Connor had inherited his good looks from. Alpha Valor is like an older and more mature version of Connor, which shows that Connor will be even more handsome in his older days. He was also the same height as him. Though Alpha Valor was 1000 years old, he looked in his early 30s.

Alexander had come across a person performing a sword stance. Observing the technique, Alexander recognized it as the Moon Deity's Nine Slashes. It seemed that he had been observing the sword moves for a long time, picking up on the sword intent without practicing it. However, just watching without engaging in practice had its limitations and setbacks. "Kill!" The figure suddenly turned, eyes glowing crimson, and drew a rusty sword with a swift, straightforward motion. The attack was devoid of any flair or vigor, a stark display of pure, unadulterated swordsmanship.

“You’re not meant to be Alpha Ryu.” An outburst of laughter erupted behind me. It was Ryu, and he was hideous, with blood rolling out of his eyes and a silver sword in his hands. I suppose someone had given it to him while Kyle was busy speaking. “I slashed your hand, and you think you’ll survive my sword aura?” He chuckled, his hands on the handle as he swung it towards Kyle. I felt the heat as the air from the blade moved towards Kyle. “So this is Sword Aura.” I murmured, “Is he an elemental?”

“Your highness” “Sorry for interrupting your session, but I see you got the blade” She whispered a ‘what does it look like?’ under her breath and turned towards her dressing table, pulling it from behind the wooden furniture. “What did you say?” I asked, a tad bit amused by her reaction. “Yes. I said yes” That was definitely not what she said but I will let it slide. The blade was finally in my possession. Anthonier was a bloody genius. She held the grip with a little cloth and the gem glistened in the warm afternoon sunlight. My blood called out to me in various tongues.

Even until the last moment, he didn’t get the chance to see his attacker’s face. Mane didn’t sheath the sword this time. The technique he used was something 7th and 8th worked on. They weren’t assassins, so they didn’t have any techniques that focused on quick kills. So they made one for Mane. Such was their expertise in their field. The result of their experiments was the skill called Quick Draw.