Gentle Fist Naruto Novels & Stories

My eyes widened and I pushed him back teasingly, mouthing an 'As If' Just then, Hinata barged into the room and there were gunshots all around. Oikawa put me behind him and I smiled at his gentleman behaviour. But I knew I had to fight to survive. So I took a deep breath and advanced forward. I was quite flexible, thanks to the gymnastics I took during my childhood. I ran and rolled on the ground, kicking off the person in front of me then shooting him in the head. Then I jumped and crossed my legs over the neck of the next person as I took him down and suffocated him to death.

"Alright tough guy. Let's see what you've got." The fist flew at him faster than the bat of an eye. These boys must be training to be warriors. They were built like them, and they were fast like them. But Shiro had trained much longer, and much harder than them. He caught the fist in his palm. As soon as it hit his hand, he closed it around the fist and squeezed.

She picked up the said deadly weapon in her hands and attacked the intruder, "DIE IN THE NAME OF THE HOLY POWER OF THE FRYING PAN" accompanied the war cry. The person swiftly turned his figure silhouetted against the light streaming from the refrigerator. His because Eira's mind registered the fact that it was a male from the build. The person tried to take on the holy power of the frying pan that Eira had now slapped onto his face. Smack. The momentum of it had him slamming against the refrigerator door. Eira again tried to attack the person but a hand flashed out in the darkness taking hold of her hand firmly

he hissed. This was the moment. Alexander seized the opportunity, suddenly changing his attack direction, fiercely assaulting another. This unexpected change caught the person off-guard, and he hastily defended, feeling half-defeated already. "Watch out!" warned someone, but it was too late. "Seven Injuries Fist's ultimate move, Seven Fist Unification!" Alexander used his strongest fist technique again, hitting the person in the chest, making him vomit blood and retreat. The man was severely injured and collapsed. As he had used two terrifying punches in a short time, even though his right arm had been strengthened by a century-old Pure Spirit Ganoderma, making his body stronger, it still ac

He was honestly trying to give her a feedback that she talks too much. "You... mere mortal, very well. Take this! Neko Clan Hidden Demonic Ninjustu: Ghost Steps Twin Shadow Fang!" The young woman announced loudly. ——————

Asura was dismissive. "Of course he can. Tell him to switch places with you. I'll say something." Ki Janggan Nayantaka finally wanted to help. He got up and stood towards Asura. Quickly, Asura changed places with Arya Santanu. Ki Janggan Nayantaka immediately made white flames on his five fingertips. The technique of flowing pure inner energy into the fingertips that formed the small flames was a technique to break the seal. "Five-finger restraint technique!" Ki Janggan Nayantaka slammed his palm into Arya Santanu's chest.

Diluc’s voice was low and dangerous. Without waiting for a response, Diluc’s fist connected with the man’s face in a powerful, precise strike. The impact sent the man crumpled to the ground, but Diluc wasn’t done. He continued to pummel the man with controlled, methodical blows, his anger evident in every punch. The man’s cries for mercy were muffled as Diluc’s fists delivered a relentless barrage. It was clear that Diluc wasn’t just defending Furina; he was channeling a deep-seated rage into every strike.

As Zen was about to push the greatsword out, he was shocked to see how the heretic let it go. Zen's eyes widened as his grip from his blessed sword tightened. The heretic clenched his right fist and concentrated a little bit of spirituality in it. He dropped his stance and turned into a boxing position, he lowered his entire body before swinging his right fist towards Zen's abdomen. He threw a punch towards his upper area. Bam! The punch connected to his liver part. It was a liver shot. A shockwave swept the surroundings. "Wh-khuuuaa!" Zen shouted in pain, as he found himself on the ground kneeling.

It was a gesture that spoke volumes amidst the chaos – a silent reassurance that they were in this together. In the midst of the gunfire, the girl dared to look into the masked man's eyes. Amid the anonymity of the white mask, she found a pair of eyes that radiated calmness and determination. It was a gaze that, despite the circumstances, brought a sense of peace to her turbulent emotions. Her cheeks were bright red as she hadn't been in such close proximity with the opposite gender. Danial was aware of the thoughts the girl was having and was waiting for an opportunity. As the last echo of gunfire faded away and the lackeys began the process of reloading their weapons, Danial seized the opp

Moreover, he also exposed his lineage. The Eight Extreme Fists! The Eight Extreme Fists was renowned as the fiercest and most formidable move in Bactria. It was even said that the Eight Extremes could determine the universe. However, Chase did not move and waited for the punch. Instead of his head bursting open, Chase’s head knocked back Jaguar’s fist like it was made of iron. Jaguar was then sent flying back several meters due to the powerful force. When he finally stabled himself, he was extremely shocked. “Why is your head so hard?”