Does Fighter D Get Stronger Novels & Stories

That was all there was to it. I scowled. "It appears that I will need to acquire certain techniques." My fist had been improved by Super-Enhanced and Ultra-Amplify. Based on my estimates, my fist should be comparable to a strike on the sixth circle. The strength of it, though, was on par with his Golden Dragon Fist. This meant that the damage amplification of Golden Dragon Fist was equal to that of Super-Enhanced and Ultra-Amplify! Knights and warriors continue to be coveted, which is not surprising.

Jon shouts in laughter. “You aren’t f!cking around with us girl. You shouldn’t even dare try fight us because it won’t end in a good way. I have your head, pretty or not.” Rowan is now stood fuming and shouting in front of me. I haven’t even had to look up to block either of their attacks. Every minute they let me recover, I am getting stronger. Healing by the second regaining my confidence I once had.

“That's why I can't help you, because of the crazy love I have for you. Dora, before you get to your father's killer, which is the final fight… You have multiple fights with heartless, soulless, ruthless, professional killers, people you should never cross. Men! With fifty or even two hundred times the strength you barely have. They fight dirty, they'll get you anywhere, slaughtering people like sea animals in the fighting ring. One of you would have to die for the other one to win, and it's most likely you.” “I will get to him… and I will kill him,” I assured. “How!? He's their top 1 fighter; if he was able to reach the top with such brutal fights, how terrible do you think he'll be? He has

The voice belonged to Kaleb and the old man managed to block Damian’s critical blow just in time. “Would you look at that! He must’ve endlessly trained himself to launch such a perfected punch!” said Gerald as he continued observing the fight from the side-lines. Gerald had arrived at that conclusion since Damian’s skills weren’t all that different from all the other people he had previously killed. However, Damian was different from them since his execution of each of those skills was extremely powerful! If Gerald had to guess, Damian had probably become a champion much earlier than Kaleb. After all, a champion’s inner strength naturally grew stronger the longer they had that title. In a wa

I tried to kick him in his side, and he jumped away from me in time. A few minutes later, we were both getting successful punches towards each other. I got him right under the jaw and made him stumble back. I had never felt so strong or fast before. Being around Zander helped me be a better fighter. There seemed to be a surge of power traveling through my veins. It seemed like his fighting was enhanced too. Zander was even better than the other day if that was possible. At one point, I knocked him down with a strong kick to the ribs. He didn't stay down long but seemed a little breathless.

The force of the palm print was so terrifyingly powerful that it caused the surrounding area to tremble. ‘Agility of level three,’ thought Zephyr. He did not expect to bump into one here. The strength of the fighter was strong, and judging from their palm print attack, he should be a strength-based fighter. The fighter gave out a roar so loud that everyone’s ears rang for a while. Still, using his Thunderfoot, Zephyr was not worried about how powerful his opponent was. This was because he was confident that he could take him down easily once he found the opportunity for an attack.

Jordan said, still expressionless. David was taken aback. What? He passed the test? He passed even when his full-strength attack did not do anything to the opponent? Although the opponent’s super strength deeply affected David, he was still elated to pass the test. After passing the assessment, he could be regarded as someone who had a pillar of support behind him. If he passed Falcon’s assessment, then he could start to buy things recklessly with this double insurance. Only in this way could he rapidly increase his strength.

Derek said, chuckling. “You are nothing like me,” Fighter uttered, and Derek sighed. “I know you’re very angry and your emotions are heightened, but trust me, you don’t want to find out the hard way,” Derek muttered. Before he knew it, Fighter threw another punch at him. Derek caught it again, and this time he changed while still holding his hand. Fighter looked shocked seeing him that way. “I warned you not to take the hard way!” Derek said, throwing him backward. Fighter fell to the ground and hit his back.

Everyone there knew it was suicide to get in the middle of such a fight, so no one had the courage to step in. The two became more ferocious, faster, and bloodthirsty. As both of them were now targeting each other’s vital spots with no hesitation. It was obvious things change from a simple fight for supremacy into a battle to the death. After several grueling exchanges of clawing and bites, Duncan finally realize there was something wrong with him. His strength had dwindled compared to the time he fought his father’s elite guards, there was no more overflowing power coursing through his veins, and he wasn’t as big as before.

I explained to him, motioning him to fight me with a gesture of my hand. Kai nods and says, “I don’t think I’m near your level yet… even Dereck is stronger than me still.” Offering a smile, I reply, “strength isn’t all that matters in a fight. You know your abilities far better than anyone. Use them to your advantage, just like you attempted when we first met. You don’t always have to be stronger. As long as you are faster and have better endurance, you can whittle your enemy down slowly.” Kai nods his head and gets into a fighting stance. “I’d still like to become stronger though…” he sighs.