Fighting Spirit Series Novels & Stories

When the master of the Spirit Organization, Cory, saw Lucas' fist flying towards him, he was dumbfounded. Because he had never seen a Gene Fighters punch so fast. There was no way for him to block such a speed. The only thing he could do was to withstand Lucas' punch. There was no doubt that Lucas' punch hit the body of the master of the Spirit Organization, Cory. "Ouch!!!" The master of the Spirit Organization Cory let out a scream. Then he flew backward.

They had all gathered to discuss yesterdays events. Sorin tiredly plopped himself into grass , his shoulders aching from the fight he had fought yesterday. Since he always wore a mask during the fight , his face didn't get hurt or had any bruises but his body suffered because of that. Often aching and filled with bruises he got from the fists of the fighters aimed right at his bare body. "Did you talk to her?" Elijiah asked. "Yes, I talked to her and I warned her not to open her mouth" Sorin answered.

Members of the pack hurried to follow my command, forming a line behind me as more corpses dragged themselves from their graves, drawn by some sinister call. The battlefield was one of chaos and despair, but I refused to succumb to it. My hands shook not from fear but from the surging power that crackled beneath my skin. There were many resurrected, but I was the Spirit Wolf, and my light would guide us through this storm. "Cole, Casper, Carlson, form a barrier with the others," I ordered, my voice steady and sure. "Keep them away from the non-fighters. They need time to evacuate."

The 11 cultivation realm concise of [Spirits Disciple], [Spirits Warrior], [Spirits Commander], [Spirits King], [Spirits Emperor], [Spirits Ascension], [Celestial], [Half Immortal], [False Immortal] and [Immortal]. Return to the present time, The boy fighting with a man, both are holding training spear. At first, the man uses his power and experience to overwhelm the boy but as time passed, every move that man use has been perfectly countered by a boy, and he even need to retreat because the pressing moves from the boy that come from the different angle that hard to defense against let alone counter. This fight is devoid of all spiritual qi they didn’t use any of it until… “Haha! Gotcha!” Th

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

Dark spirits. Talon growls, stepping protectively in front of me. “Stay close.” The spirits lunged. I dodged, my claws unsheathing as i fight back. But the spirits didn’t fight like wolves. They move like wisps of smoke, slipping through attacks and striking with unnatural speed. Talon swipes at one, but his claws pass through it like air. “We cannot fight them like this,” I realized. “They are not solid!” Talia’s voice rings in my mind. “Use the light! Phoenix use the light!”

The battle against the supernatural had begun. Steel clashed with ghostly forms as the soldiers fought valiantly, their voices raised in defiant shouts. The air crackled with energy as the clash intensified, each swing of a sword met with an ethereal howl. Fear and determination mingled on their faces, their unity a stark contrast to the chaos surrounding them. In the midst of the harrowing battle, three soldiers fell, their life forces extinguished by the relentless onslaught of the ghosts. Alpha Leori and his companions fought on, their determination fueled by both bravery and the desire to protect their pack.

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This spirit body sounded average to me; what was the difference between my summons and a spirit body? Additionally, my summons is immortal, will defend me, and will carry out my commands. My interest in the subject vanished very instantly. "Young Master, I'm sorry, I didn't make myself clear. Would you believe me if I said that possessing a spirit body is equivalent to using an S-rank as your shield and sword? The most crucial characteristic of a spirit body is that only another spirit body can get past its defence." "What?!" I exclaimed. "A spirit body's defence can only be breached by another spirit body. Doesn't that imply that only an S-rank opponent can defeat an S-rank and that an S-ra

In view of the series of action ahead of her, Sol Ming has to face people's unknown actions. She watched silently as the glorious image of the spirit warriors began smacking their sturdy chests. The hits are not far from the cry of punching one person to the ground. Such strength is enough to make someone lose all their teeth. Sol Ming has always been standing at the side for the whole time when the butcher slashed the neck of an alive beast that resembled a sheep in her world, and its red color flowed gorgeously, having the people shouting more vigorously.