Avatar Aang Bloodbending Novels & Stories

With her current outrageous speed, her opponent could hardly keep up as blood finally flowed after she cut open a wound on his outstretched arm. Despite her swift counterattack, her opponent was not going to stand there and while her to cut him. He quickly reacted and grabbed her with his enormous spare left hand, before throwing her down with force. Her divine battle art granted her the ability to move, react and attack faster than normal, and she already trained her body to be flexible to an incredible degree, which was another requirement to practice this divine battle art. According to rumors, the inspiration for this divine battle art was taken from the ancient cartoon series, Avatar, t

The avatar was unable to suppress his rage and unleashed his most powerful technique. What seemed like a finger-pointing to the void was actually a potent attack targeting Andrius’ soul. “Trying to control my soul? You’re not qualified!” Andrius sensed the attack and roared, a long spear appearing in his hand. “Break, break, break!” With each shout, his powerful soul energy shattered the avatar’s restraints, causing the avatar to freeze. The avatar could not believe it. His proudest technique had no effect on Andrius.

After a few seconds, the muzzle was facing the ground. I looked at Ava in shock and she was looking at me in anger and defiance. It seemed... her anger helped her use her powers better. And this... bending steel... made me realize that Ava was powerful. But she made it look like it was easy for her to do, like she barely realized what she had done. I needed to try more. I didn't want to stop just yet, so I decided to directly threaten April's life. "Why are you not letting me practice my aim?" I demanded, keeping my tone angry.

* She gracefully evaded Angus's fiery red claw punch, countered with a swift kick, and met his fiery punch with her bare palms, enveloped in a dark aura. [Angus' Damage Absorption Threshold: 78% >> 69%] The flames blazed, searing Ravyn's hand and spreading to the sleeve of her shirt, which was left unprotected by her torn bodysuit. In a swift reaction, Ravyn flew backward, brushing off the smoldering fabric and revealing the part of her arm that had been set ablaze. Miraculously, the blisters on her arms, cloaked in a black aura, were healing rapidly. Angus's eyes widened as he witnessed the astounding speed at which her regeneration halted the progress of his Sika's burning.

Asura supported his master's body. "Agni God Technique; fire dragon fist!" Arya Santanu's two hands were enveloped by red fire energy that formed the head of a red dragon. He shot out and punched the fire man. BRAK! BRAK! "Braja Agni technique; soul-destroying fire fist!" Arya Santanu's fist changed again. This time it was the Braja Agni technique that turned the palms of the hands up to the arms into a stream of hot energy enveloped in hot lava.

Without Jessie expecting it, he turned back to face her with a loud roar, grabbing her upper arms. This time the electricity cracked all over her body, but again it does nothing to Christian. "Maybe I can’t hurt my mate." She guessed. Christian nodded, "maybe. But that was good. You can manifest it all over your body. Let's see what else you can do." "Nothing else, I was trying to water bend and fire bend." "This is not Avatar." "I know that, but I still had to try. So all I can do is turn into bats, and electrocute people."

But I have to avenge my son, so who cares? Since Angel doesn't know me, I don't have to be overly cautious. So I pulled the hood of my coat over my head and walked over to Angel, pretending to be another pack member, looking at the flowers. - Can I sit next to you, young man? - Of course - he answers me with a fake smile. - My legs are not what they used to be. Before, I used to run the whole pack. Now, I get tired of just going to the garden. I use a cane to support myself now.

Immediately they all get down on one knee and bow their heads in deference to my leadership over them. I stand a moment before I turn toward Avani. As I do, I realize that the lava that I pushed over him earlier to burn off the trees has hardened, pinning him to the ground. He’s caught and can’t move. “Avani!” I say, rushing over to him. Just as I get to his snout, he blows his earth element over me. I feel the burn, the scraping against my skin. I look down and see an image of a dragon on my chest over my heart. “Avani, what have you done?”

His left hand trembled, not from fear, but from realization, the blood of the War God in him was also Lord Dragon’s. “So from the start… you made me your extension,” Rayden whispered. “No,” the voice replied gently. “I made you a witness. A witness to how small humanity is before destiny.” Brahma Angkara laughed loudly. His body exploded into violet flame, merging with the shadow of the massive dragon in the sky. Black wings as long as the valley grew from his back, and his eyes became two colors, violet and blood red, just like Rayden’s. Rayden gripped his sword, blood dripping from his fingertips. “Then I’ll rewrite that destiny with my own blood.”

All trace of the wound is disappeared like his finger had never been cut before. Zhu Wushang smiled and send the soft silver armor to Ping Xin by using his spirits Qi to control the armor to land in front of Ping Xin smoothly. Then he starts to explain. “As you can see. The blood in your body will prevent all of your blood loss and automatically repair your body for you. Even your head had been cut clean off it’ll still reattach your head.” “Are you kidding? Didn’t one’s die when their head had been cut.” One of the how blood-looking cultivators said in opposing this absurdity.