Fantasy Martial Artist Novels & Stories

Frank smiled, shaking his head. "No, you misunderstand. What I mean is that she's right. The paranormal, your mystical artifact—it all works using the same principle: You're all just a little stronger than the average martial artist. "However, when you're up against the real deal like me, you're relatively weak and easily dealt with." Baldie was left flabbergasted. "No, no, no… That's impossible! We're not the same as martial artists. None of you stand a chance against us!"

“Huff!” James took a deep breath and murmured, “Unexpectedly, there are many powerful martial artists in Sol. This person can also forcibly wield the Primordial Dragon Blade. It seems he must also be a ninth-ranked grandmaster. But, who exactly is he? The Omniscient Deity or the Prince of Orchid Mountain?” He pondered about it for a while but could not figure out the person's identity.

Yukito said looking at the henchman who is tied up. “Thanks Yuki-ni.” Kazuha said, looking at her school uniform before putting it back on. She then touched the bloodstain cut on it. He even evaded my senses. What kinds of martial arts can even evade my speed? She thought. “That guy is an assassin. And not just any assassin. He’s a Sagemaker.” Xianliang said. “Sagemaker?” Kazuha said.

He regretted himself for focusing so much on his opponent's attacks and damage that he had forgotten another important aspect of his status as a wizard and martial artist. Remember, the important aspects of martial arts and magic status are: Courage, intelligence, agility, vitality, and magic attacks. While his body was galloping, Li Wei thought of the most appropriate attack to hit the Centipede Monster - Vampling, the first attack that preceded the other Fighters who were heading towards Vampling.

What is that Brother? Nethersbane. The most magical artifact in the whole continent. It is also known as "The Holy Sword". It could kill anyone with just one slash. Ydar, being afraid that someone with ill intentions might possess this powerful thing, cast a spell on it. No one could wield it except if the sword itself will recognize them as its rightful master. " Swo, bwader wants to wab a vewey powerpyul swoyd? Yeyyy! Bwader Henry will kill mwonsters and bad guys! Bwader Henry is swo cool!"

The words were written in archaic characters, so Darryl was utterly stunned. Then he recalled that when Megan faced the bearded man and his group earlier, she had managed to knock down so many people single-handedly. It seemed like an impossible feat, even though she had training. Finally, Darryl believed Megan. "The disciples from the six sects are also called cultivators. The realms of martial cultivators include Master, Master General, Martial Marquis, Martial Saint, and Martial Emperor. Each realm is divided into five levels." Megan no longer observed Darryl's expression; she just went on and on.

Matthew tried to not care about this and enjoyed the tournament in his own way. Yuki, on the other hand, was quite famous especially among the men. Her fights were more exhilarating and action packed. Yuki even has her own fan club that she was not aware of. Another notable fighter was an old man who dresses in rags. Despite his appearance, he was a master martial artist who could stop Gus’s hammer with one finger. His strikes were powerful enough to crush armour, but somehow the bones of his opponents were completely fine. It amazed Matthew. Matthew himself had learned martial arts, but to master it to such a point was amazing. The flow of energy within the old man’s body was very fluid and

Family drama, you name it. There is a lot for you to read in this book! This story is based in Islamabad, Pakistan. Although it has Muslim characters but they are not going to be considered as role models. You will know when and which character is a role model for you. •The plot of the story, scenes, characters, events each and everything is a creation of my own mind. Any resemblance to any person living or dead, any event would be purely coincidental. •The media that is used doesn't belongs to me. The credit goes to the respective owners.

Martin's hobby is reading light novels about martial arts and sorcery spells to enjoy his pastime. "I like this novel a lot. It is light and has no heavy twists and plots. Just enough for my taste. And those wizard spells, magic circles, and talismans are so cool." He has few hobbies, so reading became his consistent number one hobby. While rubbing his seemingly ordinary necklace with a pendant of a typical blackbird, a family heirloom, he has a great time imagining himself as a martial artist riding a sword and flying across the vast horizon or casting an almighty spell capable of blocking out the sky, overturning the mountains, and drying up oceans down to their beds.

How could one portray rampantness, domineeringness, and invincibility all at the same time? Zayn was the perfect embodiment of all the qualities right now. Taio clenched his teeth in rage. He did not expect Zayn to not only have escaped the pursuit of more than 40 master fighters, but Zayn had even made improvements in his martial arts skills. It did not make sense at all! How could such an abnormal being like this exist in this world?! How could the rest of the people live in his presence?!