Fang Blade Ninjago Novels & Stories

Together, they were a force unstoppable by any ordinary foe. --- The Dance of Blades The courtyard had become a battlefield of shadows and steel. Every movement demanded precision; every strike was a gamble with life itself. Seraphina’s heart pounded, each beat echoing like a drum of war. She and Kai moved together with uncanny synergy, reading each other’s motions without a word.

They began to spread out into the surrounding area one by one. Harlin’s expression changed drastically in the midst of blowing his flute. The blade energy arrived before him in an instant. Clearly, the attack was aimed at him. It was too late for Harlin to dodge at this precise moment. Subconsciously, he raised the flute in his hand to block off the blade energy. Snap! The flute was shattered by the blade energy with a crisp sound. Meanwhile, he flew backward for seven or eight meters. A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth as soon as he landed.

It was no ordinary blade, curling and forming the shape of a crescent moon, it’s edge uncomfortably sharp. Ember bent backwards, her body arching in the same fashion as Dina’s stolen blade. For a moment, it looked like she might fall over. She narrowly missed losing her head, and as the dagger passed inches above her face, she straightened up and launched an attack that clipped Dina in the shoulder.

he says and you can see on his face the anger, hatred, jealousy, and envy. "Don't underestimate me!" I shouted I raised my right hand And suddenly sharp daggers made of ice floated to my right and I raised my left hand and a kunai made of ice floated on my left side. It’s not just one kunai and daggers that float in the hundreds they number today. I immediately waved my hand in Zack's direction. And my daggers and kunai quickly went in Zack's direction. He dodged the daggers and kunai. But I smirked when he was hit. And because of that he suddenly released Sophie.

Creed squinted. He saw a man running at full speed. His expressions were that of desperation. Surprisingly, Creed knew this man. He was Fang Jin, the same guy who he met during the Alumni Meet. He recognised Fang Jin not by his face but by his dark shiny damascus blade with contrasting blue swirly patterns, hanging proudly at his torso. The blade's beauty had impressed Creed very much the last time. He smiled as he recollected his thoughts. That smile soon turned upside down when he tried to understand the reason behind his desperation.

CHAPTER 447 “No, Joshua!” Jaelyn screamed in despair. Joshua’s arms was moving. He was holding the dagger that she had given to him. The dagger was crafted by her and was so sharp. It could cut through the iron. With that cut, he could sever his entire arm. “Hurry up!” Doflamingo couldn’t help but laugh hideously. He had waited for this moment for far too long. Everyone else watching. To them, it should be interesting to see someone sever his own arm.

Whether this was a conscious decision on their part, neither would be able to answer. The jellyfish king focused its attention on Kirou while it randomly used its to keep the other two groups at bay. Kirou, for his part, put away his knives and had his hands occupied solely with the gunblade tonfa. After getting himself ready, Kirou once again made a mad dash towards the jellyfish king, which prompted it to focus eleven of its tentacles in his direction alone while leaving two each for the others.

Not with Nova and Isla behind me, not with Blade at my side. Blade’s strikes were brutal, calculated, forcing it to split its focus. Every time it committed to one attack, we met it with another. I could see the frustration building—an unfamiliar expression for something that seemed unstoppable. And then, the first real opening appeared. Its arm overshot, leaving its side exposed. I drove my knife deep, twisting, and felt resistance give way. A hiss, a howl of fury—but it staggered. Nova gasped, clutching Isla tighter.

The thoughts… they rumble in my head that there is nothing clear I can open up. “Adira…” I twitched at the soft melodious voice that suddenly rang out in the air. My gaze then starts to meander from side to side in search of whom did that come from. “Come out who you are.” “Adira… you are the blade.” “Who are you?”

I threw the kunai I was holding at a ninja, and he immediately fell and disappeared. They were slowly running out, and only two were left standing. I arranged for us and smiled at them. They looked at each other before rushing me at the same time. I waited for them to go in my direction. A ninja kicked me, I took his leg and twisted it. His companion backed away but immediately jumped high so I was released from his companion. I took the dagger behind me and prepared myself to end this fight. They are not my purpose here. They rushed in my direction at the same time so I threw a dagger and the other I immediately kicked so he flew away. They both disappeared at the same time so I arranged my