Force Fist Invincible Novels & Stories

"This is your last chance. Show me how strong Linton Island's number one really is." A flicker of battle intent rose in his eyes. It had been a long time since he'd gone all out. Ever since he reached full stability in the divine realm, he hadn't had the chance to test the limits of his strength. "As you wish. Thunderstrike Fist!" Brody roared as veins bulged along his right arm, coiling like twisted cords. His energy flow surged through his body, spiking in an instant. The backlash tore through him, but he forced all his power into his strongest punch and drove it to the very limit his body could take before slamming it into Ashton's chest.

He said to him and the handsome Jostein shifted his mood. He kicked the man’s stomach and he is whimpering in pain. Alberto patiently let someone fight him. He is punching the man’s neck, so it can’t move vigorously. Jostein’s feels a pain of his cheek, and when he turned his direction. . . a man is on a stance. He grins, “it hurts a bit.” The young master makes his way to punch him and they both make them all down to the ground. Jostein is panting in exhaust, he calls the police to clean it up and head up to the event with Alberto.

His hands turned into steel-like fists and smashed on Fennel’s head! A disciple with metal attribute! The two steel-like fists of the tall disciple were about to hit the mark! This punch was enough to destroy any battle tank.

has a few. The bell rings to start the fight, the first to attack is "the destroyer", as I said it is very slow, never give the first blow as you show your weakness as soon as you start. Cambell dodges it easily and throws a right hand leaving a little stunned the "destroyer", but does not stay there as he hits him with a left to the stomach leaving him bent. He recomposes himself a little and tries to attack again but leaves his face free and Cambell takes advantage of it to give him a very strong hook throwing him to the ground, when he tries to get up he gives him a kick leaving him unconscious. The announcer enters the ring and raises Cambell's arm signaling his victory making everyone s

"You see, Fumiya is the best in terms of fighting among us. He's fast, strategic, and undeniably strong." Eleonna's eyes widened when Shaun kicked the table beside them. Why is there a table inside the ring in the first place? In just a split seconds, he was already free from his grip. Fumiya groaned as he felt a pang of pain from his arm. When he looked at Shaun, he was already holding a card with blood on its edge. "But everyone has weakness too. Fumiya might be good in terms of fighting, but Shaun is dangerous when he gets ahold of anything, and by anything it includes the safest things that you can imagine." Celeste finished.

She opened the metal pin cemented into the floor to release the arm chains that held him flat to the floor and grunted as she pushed the large male onto his back. He was very tall and had to weigh at least two hundred sixty pounds or so. She tried hard not to gawk at his wide chest or the fact that he didn’t have on any clothes.

It howls in pain but refuses to attack me. This pisses me off so I launch myself at him again, I land on his back. He starts to flip trying to get me off but I sink my claws in even deeper. I spot Clay in a fight with two of Dylan’s warriors but I am not bothered as they are no match for my mate.

In an instant, the entire arena was bathed in the sun-like radiance. The force behind Severin's punch could rival that of a dragon, and it engulfed Janik with its characteristic explosive power. Janik was covered in goosebumps as soon as the True-Sun Fist's grasp drowned him, and a sense of impending doom began to creep in.

"This is owed to you." Marcus nodded. "One hour between the first and second match. And if, by any chance, you go through both... we get another sixty after the second before it's decided whether there's a third. These guys aren't here to spar. They're here to break you." Sloane stood. Her tablet was already in hand, scrolling quickly with her thumb. Her eyes stayed on the screen, but she spoke. "Karim al-Fahim is fast, moves from soft tissue to soft tissue, works from the ankle, weak in hip rotation. Gerini... old school. Power without rhythm. Both reactive fighters, which means this time it's not your body that needs to dominate—but your patience."

Kristen interrupted him with a strong punch and then lifted his head by his hair forcefully "Shut up" He added, staring at him sharply, "I won't do anything to you this time, but I'll just give you a lesson for what's to come, you filthy." He said it then pushed the chair with his leg to fall and then Kristen climbed on it and started punching him like crazy He paused to take a breath and said, "You'll forget about it and you'll never think about it again. It's not like your other toys, Carlos." "H..okay but just let me go"