Novel & Cerita Black Haired Swordmaster

I knew it, after I saw him swing those heavy swords easily, I kmew that this guy is a strong one 'I'll definitely scout him no matter what happens' And I am also sure that he will pass this test not unless something unespected happens Whiñe the other one is a red haired boy, he have a bulky body. His name is Carsilio Grejo which is giving the same fierce eyes the same as the commander of the knights division. It's no wonder that he's strong. After all, by just seeing his body, he already looks powerful. But strangely, a while ago I didn't noticed him despite of his big body. Maybe because I'm too focused on Hyden and Calix's sudden appearabce that I wasn't able to notice him.

So arrogant. "Waiting for you to get dressed." He chuckled as he pulled the sheet off my head. Although his eyes where a dark and stormy blue, they where still filled with so much light. The tides had finally settled and where no longer raging. So peaceful and serene it was almost coaxing me to join him. I felt his thumb brush lightly against my cheek as he closed the distance between us, brushing a light and quick kiss upon my lips before walking to the door. The cotton that he normally wore, was replaced by black leather armor, a strap on his back to hold his sword. I never realized how big it truly was. The handle alone was thick and long, you would need to hold it with two hands. The hol

Freddy called loudly, he was still facing his table and was trying to light another round of marijuana. A man with a mask on his face entered the room immediately, he was dressed like the other guards; they all wore suits, but there was something different about him and it wasn’t the mask, instead of a gun; he was holding a sword. From his name, Simon could deduce that he wasn’t American, he was definitely Japanese, his name and the sword confirmed it. “I’m here shisho [Master],” Hatake replied sharply. “Show it to him,” Freddy ordered, puffing his just lighted marijuana all over the place.

The space and time was almost cut off by this hit, after leaving Gunner Vivian, Tadhg Walter's figure moved, when the river water was spinning, he rushed over there holding the hero's hammer in front of him. He raised his hand, and a black light flew towards the master. That great man's face changed, and he had been fighting for more than ten years, he naturally knew that the power of this black light seemed to be insignificant, but it contained a terrifying power. That is, he did not dare to be arbitrarily drawn into it. The mysterious person lifted the hammer and slashed, hitting the black light was broken, gray smoke was scattered everywhere, he seemed to avoid snakes, his body quickly re

She Xinya Adeline Lu was going to make sure of that. With that her hands had quickly flown across the laptop as she began a series of upgrades not knowing that at the very moment she'd powered on the laptop two beams of light had shot out in two different locations. One came from an office on the highest level of the base of the Hacker Alliance where a man languidly turned to look at the object disrupting his meeting as his face showed a gentle smile which shocked his subordinates who had come to view him as a blood sucking devil, In a voice that could only be described as gentle he said "The Young Lord is back... I thought it'll require a couple more years for her to come back to her senses

“Don’t you see? The hotel’s closed. He didn’t even wait for us to leave before deciding to take us down! He’s not afraid at all!” Kairi frowned, then glanced at the entrance. A short man stood there. He was wearing a broad robe with a long and short sword hanging on his waist. He pulled his long sword out, its blade incredibly sharp. “An Islander?” Kairi’s expression turned horrible. Harvey casually glanced at the man. “Not just any Islander. He’s probably an expert from one of the Six Schools of Martial Arts. “He must’ve injected himself with the enhancement drug as well.

Cold hit my skin, then a hand fisted in my hair and hauled my head back until my eyes met the face leaning over me. She was all angles, cheekbones sharp as knives, gray hair scraped into a severe knot, eyes the flat color of slate. A thin leather strap hung at her hip like a promise. “I’m Headmistress Brenna,” she said. “I keep order in the slave wing. You don’t eat, breathe, or blink unless I decide it’s time. Understand?” My throat felt sand-scraped from sleep, but I managed, “Loud and clear.”

“Awake?” A weathered voice abruptly sounded. Sebastian turned his head to see an elderly man with white hair and no beard. Although the old man was aged, he appeared lively, sitting in a chair, calmly observing him. Sensing an aura from the old man that was no less formidable than Qi and Heavenblade, Sebastian quickly stood up to bow. "Thank you, senior, for saving me. I am Sebastian, a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect. May I know the honorable name of the senior? Your gracious rescue is something I will remember forever."

Boro and Mika stood in the sand circle as the two finalists. The animosity between the two was so thick in the air it was almost palpable. Boro stood in the ready form, Crane In The Water, standing perfectly balanced on one leg, his sword held out before him. Mika stood in a form that Boro didn't recognize. Boro prided himself on knowing all the forms of classical, and modern, sword art, the fact he didn't recognize this one was puzzling.

The sword flew back into the hand of its wielder, and Belzebub and Asmo turned to face their attacker. Their eyes locked onto him, their minds racing with questions. Who was this mysterious swordsman? And how did he manage to slash their tire - and nearly decapitate Belzebub - with such precision? He possessed piercing brown eyes gleaming with a fierce intensity. He stood at an impressive height of around 6 feet 5 inches, with a strong and athletic build that exuded power and grace. His black hair was a wild tangle of locks that fell to his shoulders, framing his chiseled features and piercing brown eyes that seemed to see right through to the soul.