Deku Punching Novels & Stories

But by the way Declan paced, I knew he was going to bring a new league to this "Get 'em, Chase. Knock 'em out! What are you waiting for?" someone yelled. Declan's eyes turned toward us, and my sex clenched. If he knew how bad I wanted him, he'd stop giving me those looks. Before Chase took a step, Declan stepped forward and swung the hardest uppercut I'd seen in person. Chase stumbled back against the rope; his head flew backward from the impact. The crescendo in the room hit me heavy on my chest, and my breath lodged in my throat, seconds ticked by before the gym erupted into applause.

Deer don't talk," the first one argued. I looked at Cole and held up three fingers. Then I pointed to myself, then to the left. I pointed to him, then to the right. Cole nodded and gripped his hockey stick. I didn't wait. I vaulted over the log and hit the first man in the chest. My momentum took us both down. I punched him in the throat. cartilage crunched. He couldn't scream. The second man swung his knife but I caught his wrist and twisted. The bone snapped. He screamed then headbutted him, watching as he dropped. The third man turned to run. Cole was there. He swung the stick like he was taking a slap shot. The taped blade hit the man's knees.

The people who were busy with decorations all scattered around them to see a good show. Elijah ran towards the exit but was stopped by Ethan. Kyle gestured to Ethan to throw Elijah towards him. Ethan did the same. He held Elijah's hand and threw him towards Kyle. Kyle held him by his elbow and threw a punch at his face. Elijah fell to the ground with intensity. Kyle pulled him to his feet and again punched him in the abdomen.

The man was only at stage three, where each punch possessed a weight of 30,000 pounds. Besides that, as the Nefarious Deity Sect's signature fist technique, it possessed the Nefarious Deity Energy. It could invade the opponent's spirit and soul upon contact. It was also the perfect complement to the Nine Mirage Ecstasy. However, Chase seemed completely unaffected. He seemed to have managed to defend himself against that punch. The middle-aged man knew that he had lost all opportunity at survival when he failed to hurt Chase with the punch. He quickly maneuvered to defensive mode. Black smoke billowed from his body and formed into a protective armor around him.

he couldn't complete his statement because of the punch I landed on his face. “YOU SON OF A MONGREL BITCH. I…” punch, “TOLD…” punch, “YOU…” punch, “I DON'T…” punch, “WANT…” punch, “TALK ABOUT…” punch, HER.” with every word I get out, I followed it with a more painful punch. I can hear Brielle's annoying voice screaming. Derek was still trying to get an upper hand but he has forgotten that I am an athlete and I know how to fight more than he does.

Becker said, rolling the sleeves of his shirt to his elbow, while unbuttoning a few of his button up shirt. He was ready for a fight because his opponent came for one. "I see that you won't say anything to me that makes sense." "Why should I?" Derek didn't know when he launched at Becker, slightly missing him by an inch as Becker crouched, anticipating the punch. Giving Derek a clean sweep, he fell to the ground, hitting his head on the hard floor. The hit caused Derek to grunt in pain. "Fuck!" He cussed. His head hurt but he wasn't ready to give up.

"Have a taste of death, you arrogant bastard." Derek's figure turned into a blur as he rushed over and punched Wilbur in the face. Wilbur dodged sideways, and Derek stomped on the ground. The platform cracked, stopping his strength. In an instant, Derek jumped up and kicked Wilbur with a spinning kick. Wilbur suddenly leaned back, maintaining an angle of forty-five degrees between his body and the ground, and dodged Derek's kick. However, Wilbur misjudged Derek's strength and saw Derek hovering in the air. Then, he suddenly fell and hung upside down in the air and punched Wilbur in the chest.

My jaw dropped, I feel directly harassed! But before I could even react, Atlas quickly stepped up and punched him on the face! It was the same moment when I heard Lancer’s scream behind me so, I looked back and saw him together with Wallace, both shocked at the scene they were witnessing. “You motherfucker!” Atlas thundered while he kept on hitting Duke’s face and knowing he learned martial arts plus having that kind of body, he’s even a lot bigger and stronger compared to Duke so it’s no impossible for him to ruin my ex’s entire face.

Was all she could mutter when the man in front of her fell to the ground,she watched as fists came down on his face, "How" punch "dare" punch "you" punch "touch" punch "what's" punch "mine!!" Dominco said punching him with each words that came out of his mouth,he had been in the club a while watching the girls dance,more like watching Nora whine and twist her waist sinfully,he was just about to go dance with her when the man he was punching on the ground approached her,

Arthur Devereux started to pull the hunting knife out of my mate's side, his leathered face twisting into a grin. He never finished the motion. I slammed into his chest with my full weight. We both crashed onto the concrete floor. The steel knife flew out of his hand, skittering across the floor into the dark corner beneath the water pump. I landed on his chest, my weight pinning his arms to the ground. Before he could say a word, I punched him in the mouth. The sound of his jaw breaking was a wet crack that echoed off the high brick walls. Two of his teeth punched through his lip, and blood sprayed across my knuckles.