Bastian Manga Novels & Stories

Christopher Jamieson was a god among men for playing Time at 5:30 am! He was pounding on the treadmill but this time he wasn't wearing his hoodie, just a t-shirt and sweat pants. She caught her breath and her steps faltered. She had never in her life seen such a specimen of a man. His body was sheer perfection! His back formed the most perfect V down to a narrow waist and a round butt that begged to be pinched. His arms were wire tight with ropes of muscles. His short-sleeved shirt allowed her to see that Christopher Jamieson was a ginger! He was covered in freckles…tons and tons of brown freckles over his pale skin.

Uche lifted his hands in submission, "you know you are next, right?" Ejima's head shook in anger as she roughly dropped Bozo's corpse and drew his sword. Her side was still aching and the wound in her left hand pulsed like a second heart. Yet, the anger invigorated her, heaping strength on her shoulders that she never knew was there. "You will pay for this," She shrieked and leaped into the air. Uche drew out his sword in the last hour to defend the blow which aimed at his head. The surprise in his eyes was all gone and replaced with contempt and rejection.

The Samurai" Nakamura, a highly skilled martial artist hailing from Japan. She has trained extensively in karate and muay thai, and is known for her lightning-fast kicks and powerful punches. Yuka is also a master of grappling techniques, and can quickly take her opponents down to the mat. In the opposite corner stood Maria "The Beast" Rodriguez, a fierce competitor from Brazil. Maria is a black belt in Brazilian jiu-jitsu, and is known for her incredible ground game. She is also a skilled striker, and can deliver devastating blows with both her fists and feet. Maria is famous for her never-say-die attitude, and is always looking for an opportunity to finish her opponents.

The strange Samurai, who was no other than Sanza, looking at the speaker through the interstices of his deep bamboo hat, and recognizing his enemy Banzayémon, gave a start of surprise, and, uncovering his head, said sternly-- “Have you forgotten my face, Banzayémon?”

The other party replied coldly, “No need. I’ll start working immediately. Tell me if you have any valuable clues.” Cadfan hurriedly said, “Master Xanthos, there has been a slight progression in this matter. I originally did not have any clues at all about this mysterious person, but now, I have some clues about him. He is of Japanese-Oskian descent. He is not old, and he is around the age of twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old at most, but he possesses extraordinary strength. It is said that even the Japanese ninjas are not his opponent at all. He could deal with several ninjas all on his own! Master Xanthos, you have to be careful!”

It was even more violent than Muay Thai. Bancha thought his little trick was successful. His right hand clenched and smashed heavily on Lei Bao's fist. He was called Iron Fist Arhat because his strength was all on the fist. He could crush pillars and bending steels. Therefore, he was sure this punch would shatter Lei Bao's fist and disable him.

I then catched my X-Blade *Inkcanius predicted that* Mangey grunted. I looked at The Captain, her speed was unmatched. The Captain grabs her Splatana and ran towards me, ready to strike. I immediately parry the attack with a well place kick on The Captain’s Splatana. The Captain was shocked to see me react so quickly. Then I jump back, meanwhile at Corona’s lair, Corona was shocked “how is that possible, I thought Inkcanius wasn’t quick” said Corona. “You would be wrong, Corona” Corona turned around to see Sasuke Uchiha, the Sasaukage walking in “what makes me you say that Sasuke” said Corona.

The human version of Hulk as the announcer had called him. He stared at me with bloodshot eyes, like a predator ready to devour its prey. He had eliminated four men before me. I was the last guy on the list since my entry came late. I hadn't planned on going to fight but after Kris shut me out, I needed to take my anger out on something or particularly someone. I'd never been good with anger management. When vexed, someone dies. It's how I'd been trained. The bell went off signalling for the fight to start. Hulk charged at me and a smile broke out of my face.

He warned, “I will give you one last chance to get lost now! Or else, don’t blame me for any missing parts on your body later.” The big bald guy and his group were dumbfounded at first, but later, all of them let out a booming laugh. As a hegemon in Bangkok city, it had been a long time since they have been intimidated by someone like this. “Do you have a death wish, boy?” The big bald man took a step forward. He was ready to show his strength before Don Quijote. Instead, he asked, “Ever heard of Hanuman? It is the God of Strength in Thailand, and by tattooing it on my body, I now possess super strength.”

He couldn’t believe his eyes. Who was Matsuda?! He was the successor of the Six Schools of Martial Arts and the Abito Way! He was one of the top ten most outstanding people of his country’s younger generation! He could overwhelm anyone with his strength alone. He could take out entire crowds if he really wanted to! And yet, a pompous playboy took him out with great ease. It was way beyond anyone’s expectations! Blaine pulled out his phone, planning to get someone to look into Julian. The tables were about to be turned. He wouldn’t allow that at any cost!