Everyone Is Kung Fu Fighting Novels & Stories

Everyone is making the noises of chaos and power, everyone is bowing their heads and kissing the feet of the giant. What sick people are they? Soon after a few more minutes, the crowd calms and I get a precise view of everything. The people make enough room for me to walk to the other side. I walk to the ring they made. The giant roars and makes gestures of snatching me. "Fight rules," "No weapons will be used." A relief. "The match won't stop even if any opponent's bones are broken, you will still fight." What? Is this some kind of street fight?

The opponent man was looking like he was here to kill Joaquin because there was only one rule in the fight. The only rule in that fighting club was there were no rules. You can fight however you want and many times players had lost their lives in it. As the whistle blowed the man charged towards Joaquin like he was waiting for this moment for years while he was standing at his place firmly. "Falcon! Falcon! Falcon!" loud voice of cheering for that man started echoing in the ring. In the fighting no one tells their real name but they have assigned their nick names by which they will be addressed due to keeping their privacy.

"Yeah, a promise to kick my butt and make my life hell this beautiful morning." Everyone was here to see their Luna in action, even mom and dad showed up. Aaron got into the fight circle with Kamila. The fight circle was a style we used for training. Once an opponent is out of the circle, he or she only has five seconds to get back in and the battle continues until one is overruled. "Don't hold back." Kamila grinned at Aaron. "Wasn't planning to, m'lady" Aaron replied and they got into position. Everywhere was so quiet and still, it was like time actually stopped as we waited for one of them to make their first move.

They are all holding their daggers, swords, chains with spikes and other weapons. “Pair yourselves in two. Make sure your pair has a different weapon from you!” I yelled. I have been teaching them how to fight and also use weapons, so now it is time to test them. They are not wearing any amour, just their black gym clothes and I know things are about to get messy because they can get really injured. They paired themselves and stood straight, their head high. Honestly, I am proud of everybody. After my little speech, they have all been training well.

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.

I laugh, "That's supposed to scare me? Kayla and I have been looking forward to this all day. Especially since we found out she chose you as a partner" Adam breaks in, "Okay. Let's get this thing started. This will not be a fight to the death. This will be a fight until someone submits or is knocked out. You will stay in human form, for the safety of the humans in this park. This fight is to include only the four of you. If anyone else jumps in, they will go to the dungeons. Is that understood?" He then raises a hand, steps back, and yells, "GO"!

Excitement crackles in the air, anticipation thickening the crowd like a tangible veil. Navigating through the spectators, I exchange nods and greetings with familiar faces. Clover, my arena buddy, catches my eye with his enthusiastic cheer. I offer him a smile before focusing on the action unfolding in the arena. Fighters of various skill levels engage in combat, their movements fluid and graceful as they navigate the packed earth. The clash of metal rings through the air, interspersed with cheers from the crowd. With determination fueling me, I approach the edge of the arena where fighters are gearing up for their next bout. As I remove my coat and roll up my sleeves, adrenaline pulses thr

The battle drum sounded for a while, and then on the ring, the four people all walked over, very slowly. Like a hungry wolf scouting for prey, at any moment will start a fight to hunt, one bite in the thigh. Or bite the throat, a kill line. This aura emitted is exactly like that, to let people suffocate. This is not 1 vs 1, unlike previous times, fighting in private rooms. This is four people fighting together in chaos, at the big stage. These master martial artists are not too close to each other, can be divided, 2 vs 2, or all three people turn to look at one person, directly kicking the heavyweight opponent.

I watched as he hit the ground three times. A cheer so loud it made the ground shake a little, rose up from around us. Every wolf in the building ended up watching us fight. I wished suddenly the challenge hadn't been so hectic. We drew too much attention. Then I turned and held my hand out for the ex-champion. For a moment I was afraid he wouldn't take it. Fighting, even if it was friendly, often led to grudges. But his hand clasped mine and I pulled him up. The boy kept his grasp on my hand, then he hoisted it up and another cheer rose vibrant and deafening around us.

They stood behind Javi and confronted Jeremy’s people! “Come on! Try the power of our boxing!” “Damn weaklings! Your martial arts is rubbish! Our boxing is the supreme technique!” The group of people all clamored. All of Jeremy’s people were very angry and they immediately yelled at each other. “Boxing is nothing! kung fu is the true art!” “The Lopez family has gone too far! I’m going to teach you a good lesson!” The scene became uncontrollable! Jeremy’s eyes were cold as he stared at Javi. Was this guy going to cause more trouble?