Artazon Gym Leader Novels & Stories

"They know I am the passer. They know Orion is the hammer. Every time Orion uncoils, their defense slides toward the dot to block the lane." "Because that is our system," Arthur said, crossing his arms. "It got us forty wins." "It is dead," I said. I tapped the cap against the plastic board. "Anton has the data. He knows my transition times. He knows when my weight shifts to pass. So we give him a game." I wiped the board clean, leaving a smear on my skin. I drew two symbols. "We swap," I said. The room went still. The only sound was the hum of the ice machine in the corridor.

At least he provided resistance to encourage Arsenio's enthusiasm. An hour had passed, Arsenio was already sweating profusely. However, his stamina remains stable and his energy continues to increase. A new notification appeared. [Congratulations, you have successfully completed the quest.] [Additional 20% energy. Stamina 30%.] [LATEST DATA] [Name: Arsenio Bagas Guan] [Age: 30 years old] [Skills: 50/100 [Stamina: 50/100] [Victory Points: None]

His gazes were so focused on his reference that he didn't even bother to at least glance at her. Archer sat there while drawing on his sketch pad. He's way so good at hiding his emotions, all he gives off was a senseless presence. But the vibe he has been trying to show is simply direness, and that made Selah feel bothered. Despite the gloomy aura that the man has, Selah stood there trying to read every movement that Archer has been doing. His hands were gently holding the pencil as he tried to perfectly sketch the details of his reference. His fingers were so flawless that they could produce balanced shades of tinted hues onto the paper he was working on. Her eyes landed on his face, and sh

He pulled the bracelet out of the box, and nodded at me to give him my right hand which was bare of any jewelry, my watch was on my left, and wrapping it around my wrist, I couldn’t help but smile as I looked at it. “This is beautiful, thank you.” I said, blushing at the small gesture as his eyes met mine. He smiled at me, and despite how nervous I initially was, I smiled back, masking my expression. Arturo checked his phone as it rang before hanging up, not bothering to answer as he probably knew who was calling him and why. But considering the fact that I knew my limits, and being a good Capo’s wife or daughter as a matter of fact, we were taught not to ask too many questions, and needless

Arthur spat with venom. “Calm down! Uncle Aram and I will talk to you later. But now we are going to train. You get to spar with Damien,” she said steel in her voice. Both Damien and Ada knew they could force the teenager into “training” by just provoking a fight. And that’s how the following few hours passed. Arthur was fuming at first attacking Damien and sometimes Ada, which was intercepted by her puppet Alpha every time. He had to admit the guy was super strong and felt dangerous. After some time, Arthur was getting too tired to even get off the ground. How long had it been? He felt like he had gotten off the ground at least fifty times. The fucking animal didn’t even look like he had be

BaldSailor: “Guys, I actually counted… both killing counts and timing match Phantom’s score on the leaderboard.” AntiqueKitten: “With those moves, I refuse to believe this guy is on the Sacral Chakra stage.” NightmareNut: “Dumbass!! You can’t trick the system. The AI automatically checks every challenger’s Chakra Stage. If this video is real, then he is undoubtedly on his Sacral Chakra stage.” 000111_AnimeGuy: “Does this guy have eyes behind his back? Both his armor and his trident looks creepy. Are those Soul Armas?”

"We'll give you your first training today. Luna reported her observations in your fighting style last night. Hearing her thoughts, I should say that you need more practice and experience." "We'll train you as hard as a rock, bro," Robert said, grinning. Arth raised his head and looked at the boss with tired eyes. He never even had enough sleep. But aside from his exhaustion and laziness, a sudden excitement awoke him, since it would be a true privilege for him to be trained by a divine knight.

“Lock him up.” The men attempted to pull me away, but I dug my feet in so they couldn’t drag me off. “Do you really think you have won?” I asked, letting my amusement drip from my tone. “Take a look around.” Arion spread his arms out to showcase the room and everyone in it. They were all his men. “I have won. I have you, the girl, and the Stone. All you have is a nasty temper and a cage with your name on it.”

I felt the being in me spur but I clenched my fist to hold myself back. “Eleanor, not now...not here please...” I pleaded with myself as I took deep breaths to calm myself. “Choose one Arthur Murray.” Arthur looked at me briefly and then at Samantha. He must choose one. He must save one head. Me or Samantha Jo. His past or his present. My chest thudded hard against my ribs as I waited, not sure what exactly I should hope for his answer to be. But then he said, “You choose the terms but I choose the day. Exactly two weeks from today and you will combat my Luna.”