Chojuro Sword Novels & Stories

“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?”

Jiurozayémon all this while was thinking of the pleasure he would have in laughing at Chôbei for offering him a mean and paltry present; but when, by degrees, the macaroni began to be piled mountain-high around the tea-house, he saw that he could not make a fool of Chôbei, and went home discomfited. It has already been told how Shirai Gompachi was befriended and helped by Chôbei. His name will occur again in this story. At this time there lived in the province of Yamato a certain Daimio, called Honda Dainaiki, who one day, when surrounded by several of his retainers, produced a sword, and bade them look at it and say from what smith's workshop the blade had come. “I think this must be a Masa

At the time, the king had spared him purely out of curiosity. Curiosity rarely lasted long. But Adrian had. And now he stood below in the courtyard, carrying the blade of the crown. Vaelreth leaned forward slightly. The executioner’s armor was dark and simple, unlike the elaborate armor worn by the demon soldiers. It was practical. Scarred by years of battle and use. The sword resting against Adrian’s shoulder was enormous—far too large for most men to wield easily. Yet he carried it as if it belonged there. As if the blade itself had chosen him.

’ everybody assumed impatiently. Tension of the crowd was aroused in alarm, their hearts raced with unwelcoming anticipation. Finally, a figure emerged from the huge waves as a victor, the sword of Eryndor– Eryndor, exhausted but triumphant, his Conch shell still clutched in his hand.

After saying that, Kyo Chiba turned the sword into a bolt of lightning and cut straight at Xuanyuan Lige's face. Kishi Sato and Takeda Inamoto had worked with Kyo Chiba for many years and they knew each other very well. The moment Kyo Chiba took out his sword, they also drew their swords. The swords light and the Sword Qi of Kyo Chiba were mixed together, covering the whole world, leaving no gap. If Xuanyuan Lige was still at the early stage of the Saint Realm, she would probably be seriously injured by this blow.

All the Islanders squinted their eyes at Masao, patiently waiting for him to end Harvey’s life. Boom! Under everyone’s exhilarated gaze, Masao tightly gripped the hilt of his sword. In just a moment, the monstrous aura of the sword seeped out of his body. “Be careful, Sir York! He’s using the Chrysanthemum Blade, a legendary sword gifted by the Island Nations’ royal family! “It’s said that it previously belonged to a legendary Ronin! A single slash from it would be incredibly devastating! “The sword can cut steel like butter! Stay alert!”

Ding Hao thought. "If you want the 'Jade in the Stone,' come and get it." Ding Hao opened his palms, and a giant, ten meters long white sword appeared in his hands. That sword was named "Shang Ye" by Ding Hao, and it was one of the long swords made from Giant White Bone. The thick and plain sword weighted eight kilograms and was the heaviest among them. "Courting Death, stupid human!" The black snake hissed. Its slender body writhed, then it immediately went after Ding Hao, biting Ding Hao his neck with its pale fangs.

David excuse himself and went to the room he had occupied when Paul had brought him here, while Eric also excuse himself and entered Paul's room. He went to the wardrobe and open it. No clothes were in it, only weapons. He first saw his weapons, sword and his Shuriken (Ninja Star), he also saw other weapons Paul had talked about, but he wasn't interested in them, he was about to close the wardrobe when his eyes caught something at the far end of the wardrobe. A chigiriki weapon. The weapon is a hollow iron cane that has an iron weight attached to a chain hidden inside mainly used by Samurai's.

This was also the first time he saw such delicate swordplay. "Under the heavens, this sword knows no equal. It is peerless, and crafted by the Sword God, Kiru himself! A flimsy attack like that wouldn't even scratch me," Jasper gloated. Warren then realized that he gravely underestimated his opponent. He heard bells ringing in his ear. It felt like the bells signaled his impending doom.

Namjoo burst out laughing when she heard Yuna, “He’s far from scrawny. You must not be able to tell since he isn’t as big as the warriors of our nation. He is very strong. He may look like a clumsy weakling, but he’s far from it. He tends to be clumsy in real life, but he changes into a different person the instant he lays his hand on a sword or weapon. He is the renowned Weapon Master Chong.” Namjoo continued to explain, “He’s a commoner that has been bestowed the title of Weapon Master throughout the nation. He just isn’t good at advertising. Most don’t know his appearance because his usual appearance looks small compared to the normal man. He is known for his speed and quick lightning lik