Novel & Cerita Everyone Is Kung Fu Fighting

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Lyla’s POV The gym smells different tonight. “What's up with the smoke,” I can across my face. “It's just props,” Xiomar says, opening the curtains at the back. “After you, my lady.” I walk in front of the three men, into the biggest fighting pit I have ever seen. “Holy shit,” I curse, taking in the scenario unfolding in front of me. About a thousand men are here tonight, maybe more. Two men are in the ring, brawling in the floor.

I caught my lips tweaking up in a small smile at the thought of it. "Because every one of you has a different fighting tension. I have decided that we will be training with multiple partners at once so your starting partner and you will only perform attack and defence both at once. Each person trying to attack and defend themselves from the other and when I give the signal, you immediately switch to a random partner, no time to think, attack anyone you see wavering and I want to know if anyone of you will be able to defend themselves even when they are caught unaware, your time starts now." He made announcements quickly and everyone went to work.

As Julian said to start the fight, the commentator started announcing Round one of the match and everyone started shouting and enjoying the show. "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, BOYS AND GIRLS! WELCOME TO MIDNIGHT FIGHTING CLUB. THE MATCH IS ABOUT TO START NOW! SO, GUYS BE READY TO KICK SOME ASSES ORRRRR YOUR ASS WILL BE KICKED BY SOMEONE ELSE." I chuckled at my commentator, he is a funny guy. He is the only one who can entertain everyone here without fighting. Only his talks are enough.

He was in his prime, and I had absolutely no interest in ever fighting with him. I didn't think even Ray could have taken him, and Ray was one of the most natural fighters I'd ever met. He was trying to teach me to be the same way, and it was going alright. He told me that there were three types of werewolves: those that were born natural fighters, those that never learned to fight, and those that became natural fighters. Ray was the first type. I just hoped that if I couldn't be the first, I could be the third. Ray was hopeful about my fighting abilities though, so I wasn't too worried.

he said in all seriousness. I wore dark-gray sweats and a navy T-shirt. I had athletic shoes and would keep them on but preferred shoeless dojo style fighting. My crew was waiting at the entry to our dorms. They fell in behind me, no one talking. We were early and I didn’t expect Gia for another thirty minutes. Mr. Caleb was waiting. Matteo and his crew were there. “No shit,” said Mr. Caleb. “This will be fair. Tap out or go unconscious and the fight stops immediately. Keep your pretty faces pretty and nothing permanent.”

The dimly lit room was filled with the aroma of sweat, leather, and anticipation. Fifteen naked bodies were scattered around the wrestling mat, eagerly awaiting the main event of the evening. I, Melody Rivera, the reigning fuck fight champion, stood in the center of the ring, my toned muscles rippling beneath my bare skin. My opponent, a new challenger named Lex Lux, eyed me hungrily as he stretched his broad shoulders, his thick cock already hardening at the thought of conquering me.

It was as if the world itself sensed it: the storm the thunder had heralded was now swirling among them — three people who understood that the coming fight would be more than mere punches. Because Damian Cross was not just an opponent. He was the past, and if Kai stepped back into the ring, he’d pay not only with his body but with his soul. And the game was only just beginning. Afternoon sunlight slanted through the gym’s dusty windows. The fight in the ring started up again: Aria lunged, her left foot tapping the floor, then fired a quick, clean right at Kai. Kai tilted his head and grazed the blow, and instead of returning it with full force he landed a softer body shot — just enough to in

Is punch supposed to burn? “This is the most exciting thing that’s ever happened to me.” Kiera exclaims, eyes shining with anticipation. “Speak for yourself,” I mutter. I’ve had my share of violence – I don’t need to see anymore. Yet I can’t seem to walk away. “What?” Kiera shouts over the tumult. I shake my head, waving her off as we focus on the two men now circling each other in the fighting ring.

I feel a lot stronger than I used to and I know it's because we're finally 'one'. I shift and dress back into my clothes before jogging the rest of the way onto the field. I see a lot of warriors spread out on the field- both women and men. They are currently sparring in pairs and the odd person falls to the ground as I watch. I then notice Rick and Austin standing near the centre with David, Clive and another fighter. The fighter is currently sparring against Clive while the other three are giving pointers for him.