Fantasy Martial Artist Novels & Stories

On the stage, Isabella's eyes sparkled with excitement as she observed the fight. "Incredible strength! That final strike was nearly at the level of a Post-Advanced Martial Artist," she remarked. Beside her, Sirius's eyes widened in astonishment. "Post-Advanced Martial Artist?" While Sirius wasn't a martial artist himself, his family employed many, and he was familiar with the term. The Post-Advanced Martial Artist stage was a realm attainable only through relentless training and cultivation. It was a true testament to a martial artist's dedication and skill.

They had suddenly become insecure, panicking at the slightest touch. "Welcome great members of the Deadly Fang Pack!" Ryu exclaimed as he approached the corridor. "Great Deadly Fangs," they chanted till his voice came into play. "Last night my personal assistant was caught in a tight spot in the royal chambers. She was about to be assassinated by an unknown assassin when I walked in and stopped it. Fighting him, I realized he is a master of the art of Tai, the oldest and most fierce martial art in the history of werewolves.".

I forced a smile, already feeling awkward that I'd made him feel worse. “You know, martial arts isn't easy.. It takes real courage and determination to handle the pain and training. I think you're doing great, especially since you could hire bodyguards and skip the struggle altogether but still want to learn. I admire that.” He put a grateful hand over mine. “Thanks.” Then he pulled away and stood up. “But it doesn't change the fact that I suck. If I got attacked at a press conference or something, I doubt your words of encouragement would save me.” He sighed.

Tian Sen calmly read the manual in his room, completely absorbed in himself as he studied the Fire Fist technique. In the martial arts technique book, there were three levels for each technique: basic, intermediate, and advanced. Tian Sen was a special child who could train martial arts techniques directly to the advanced level—of course, no one was aware of this yet. But Tian Sen also never showed his abilities to others because he himself rarely fought. It was almost only because his aunt and older brother were being harassed that he intervened; otherwise, Tian Sen would be an emotionless man on the outside. Time passed, and at night, Tian Sen went out to a place where no one was around—th