Fire Gym Leader Novels & Stories

It made me see him as the King I wished him to be, the King I saw inside of him. During the long trek, Gio pointed out different landmarks and training grounds. According to him, there were plenty of reasons to have many training facilities. He showed me the indoor cardio facility, the outdoor cardio and endurance training grounds, the weightlifting facility, the swimming facility, and the outdoor sparring grounds. That last one was Giovanni's favourite. They utilised it for the sole purpose of learning to fight and to determine ranks at least twice a year. I knew fast that Gio was hugely obsessive when it came to organisation.

In the history of Country G, The Trigram Fist was the leading fighting style among all the hidden martial arts. Some fighters and those serving the courts preferred to practice the Trigram Fist or the Unceasing Fist to improve their physical health. That was what made the Hummingbar training ground have such a unique status right now. The one who led all of them was the young leader of the Hummingbar, Caelum Hughes. They all strode into the Songstress's Hall with great fervor and intimidating imposition. Caelum wore the expression of someone extremely arrogant. He held a long cigar in his right hand but did not light it up. He was simply rubbing it, but even then he was surrounded by an unsp

he replied, “I was thinking of joining the tournament, any tips for me.” “Honestly, I have no idea what tasks were prepared, but all I can say is that you need to make your stamina last longer than the others. That’s one of the things that you should work on. The tasks, I think, will focus not on who finishes first, but who lasts longer.” “I wish, I could make you proud,” he said. “You are making me proud.” “Asher!!” Someone across the gym called out and I recognized it was his training leader. I nodded at him. He was one of the great elite warriors that I know.

I whispered to myself. “Let's go, Calli”, Nica grabbed my hand and pulled me inside. I was amazed at what I saw, it was so vast and so many equipments here. The kettle bells, horizontal seated leg press, cable biceps bar, chest press, rowing machines, hanging leg raise, thread mill and many more. The boxing ring can be seen in the middle of this fitness gym. “Have you decided yet?”, Greyson asked as he stopped punching the punching bag. He took some water and drank it. I can see his beautiful adams apple every time he swallows. I looked away when he turned to me.

He snarls, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, raising his eyes to look at something over my head. "Don't be such a grouch. Let's go to the free weight section." I say and go to walk over, but Devin tugs me back. Hot gym guy walks over to us, and I straighten. "Afternoon, my name’s Mario. I'm a fitness coach here. Is there anything I can assist you with at all?" He says, staring into my eyes and I find myself swimming in them. They’re so green and pretty, it mesmerises me. "No,"

Lariempi said emotionlessly “Lord please teach me how to kill them, even with my powers I could only watch…” Amelia said before breaking into tears again and Lariempi smiled slightly “You couldn’t kill them because your weapon was too inferior.” He said, he then raised his index finger and a drop of golden god-blood dropped from his finger and landed on the ground

Kaylus was nearly deflating. "Gather yourself Hanji, you can do this." Heaving a deep sigh, he focused and called upon his depleted force. Holding reign of his nearly asleep powers, he convoked his guarding spirit and called it's presence. A gust of wind started to form infront of him as his eyes fluttered open to see The Raven slowly materializing in the air. Normally, it would only take him a snap of his fingers in summoning his spirit guardian, but because of what happened, his energy levels are so low that it's almost a miracle to have him able to call The Raven.

At Drago Gym in Northspring… The gym was not exactly big, but no one in Northspring dared underestimate it because the owner was the best fighter in the city—Fernando Saul. Fernando was tall and muscular and exuded an intimidating aura. He was on a call with someone in his office in the gym, and the person on the other end of the line asked, “Who’s Hendery Todd?” “A small fry in the Admiralporium,” replied Fernando. “You don’t have to worry about him, Mr. Wadley.”

Or was this one of the many places where the staff was not allowed to go near? The nearer I got, the more I recognized whose voice the braking commands belonged. It was Akim. The door was slightly opened, and it seemed as though they had a drill. “Do not give your opponent the satisfaction of seeing you retreat!” Akim hollered, his loud voice transcending over the fighting noises. I sneaked through the foyer and peaked into the gap. I was right. It was a training gym, bigger than it looked on the outside. And on the middle, there was a raised platform where a couple of sparring partners beat each other down.

“The warriors from the Mountain Claw pack will be here tomorrow for training and I want everything to look brilliant. Apparently our gym is the best in the west.” I exited the room, catching a glimpse of Gabe’s solemn expression. I tried giving him a reassuring smile, but I knew he was going to try to help anyway he could. After dinner, the head housekeeper let me go early to get started on the fitness room. I put on my headphones and quickly got to work.