Everybody Is Kung Fu Fighting Novels & Stories

My hand found a fistful of her hair and I pulled with everything I had, all of it, all the months of it, and Tahni Haughton screamed. We went down. Limbs and tile and someone’s shoe catching my elbow, both of us hitting the floor in a way that knocked the air out of the moment and left only noise: the crowd shouting, Kelo’s voice high and sharp, Gemma’s hands on my shoulders trying to get purchase. Curses I didn’t know I knew coming out of my mouth in a voice I didn’t recognize as mine. My knee caught Tahni somewhere in the stomach, accidental and hard, and she made a sound I’d never heard her make before.

Within a minute there was a huge circle made, as if anticipating the upcoming battle. Stood in the centre was Alpha Wicknace, Jimmy and Julien. Jimmy was wielding a huge axe. My eyes flitted to Selene to confirm she was unhurt. Apart from looking pale and cold she was uninjured. Good. Now to focus on killing those who put in this situation.

Garbar : stop that dirty play no one come here to kill me can survive Jasmine : let see ( I said with a wink) Garbar use his fist and want to hit me Due to the kung fu have known I quickly Dodge it and push the chair at him and take a backfipped He use his leg to hit the chair and it break to Pieces The security run towards me but I quickly jump to Garbar and we start fighting Cause Garbar is a highly trained kung fu The fighting get so hard for both of us just like it one master that teaches us both The fight get fast that all the security have raised gun at us not knowing how to shoot me A fight without using your brain leads to something bad I don't fight in one place I roll to the front

Bullets whizzed through the air as Falcone deftly dodged and weaved, his instincts honed from years of dangerous encounters. He retaliated with lightning-fast strikes, taking out his opponents one by one. His fists moved with precision and power, delivering bone-crushing blows. The room became a chaotic frenzy of punches, kicks, and grunts of pain. Falcone's muscles rippled as he unleashed a barrage of punches, landing each one with deadly accuracy. His adversaries fought back fiercely, their determination matching his own. The sound of fists colliding with flesh echoed through the warehouse. Falcone's face bore the marks of battle, the blood adding a menacing edge to his intense glare.

Knocking people out and just taking whatever hits them and dealing damage right back out to them as time went on Floyd started just picking people up and throwing them around as Candance was throwing different combo’s left in right making people drop to the ground. Ebony and Jazzy were paired off and moving almost damn near insync with each other Jazzy was dodging and dancing around her Assailants as Ebony was rolling around and popping up and dogging around hers as well. When ever Jazzy would get an opening she would fling one of the attackers over to Ebony who proceeded to catch them and pummel the shit out of them and then toss them into others in the crowd or Jazzy would restrain them a

The anger radiating from him is palpable, and I can feel the tension in the air thickening. I’ve never seen Richie this upset before, and it’s honestly alarming. The mix of possessiveness, rage, and sheer determination creates an atmosphere that’s both intense and incredible. Kai laughs at Richie’s fierce comeback, but the moment quickly escalates when he tries to hit Richie. Richie’s reflexes kick in, and he blocks the attack, leading them into a chaotic fight where they start throwing punches at each other with reckless abandon.

Great strength surges through my veins and I grab another one and another one until the floor is a blood mess of ruined flesh. "You think you are so tough, right?" Kelly stops filming and angrily gets up. I think she realized her plan won't happen the way she thought. "I am going to kill you" Kelly screams and instantly starts chanting. Her hands are raised towards me, and her cold eyes are deep pits of black. My strength starts to waver but I fight it. The headache becomes unbearable, but I try as hard as I can to remain on my feet. I don't have a backup and if I don't fight her, she will leave me dead here.

Until she doesn't come to a decision she has promised to not leave her room. Meanwhile, somewhere on the same night, two sweated, muscular, toned, tall, and bloodied bodies are kicking, punching, and throwing each other in the chain ring in an attempt to knock down one another. Only the ring is bright with lights, the rest area is dark. Both the opponents are beating each other furiously. They both are giving each other an equal fight yet one in both of them seems quite more furious than anything. The crowd is going crazy for them. They hardly get to witness such a furious bloody war, after all.

I don’t feel bad for Felix; I was never close to him, and the spot still belongs to him. “That’s enough for today!” I heard Brandon yell. I looked at the men; they were not that bulky because I didn’t want them to have too many muscles. We don’t carry much weight or train the muscles; we learn the art of combat and kung fu, and we also learn how to use different weapons. So the warriors are just average men, but very strong, fit, and swift, which is what I wanted.

I clapped my hands and asked, "So are we ready to start now?" Everyone nodded and I shouted, "Pair up for sparring. I want to see where you are." They all started sparring and I levitated them. They all started looking around for something to hold on to. I shouted, "Treat the air like it's the ground. You need to get used to fighting like this."