Gentle Fist Naruto Novels & Stories

His grip on me grew tighter with each passing minute. I was sure he intended to eliminate me. His eyes hidden behind the black shades of his glasses made it worse to identify who it was. "I want you gone," he launched his fist at me, aiming for my calves. I shut my eyes, waiting for his hit to pack a punch. "You should be in bed by now, if I'm correct," Alpha Ryu's voice resonated in the passage. "You don't order me around Alpha," the figure let out, smashing his fist onto Alpha Ryu.

The lord obviously needed something else. "There you are. Stroke yourself. " Oliver ordered. Callum's slender fingers tightened around his own member. Oliver watched him, the redhead was moving up and down and the lord's soft lips were wet with spit . Oliver felt he was getting close. He wrapped his hands around Callum's head and the Lord paused, expecting. Oliver’s heart was hammering so loud and hard, it was like Oliver felt it hit the walls of his own ribcage. Callm was still standing still and unmoving and Oliver realized he was waiting.

All at once he was a child again being punished for a mistake. “And no midget Slayers can stop me!” In an about-turn, Ganzorig swung the whip and shattered Sasha’s handiwork. As the hollow ice burst, Ganzorig leapt through with a Dragon Fist at the ready: all the fingers tucked and their knuckles lined up except for the middle finger, which protruded at the second joint. Sasha watched mesmerized because the fist was engulfed in flames. This was the notorious Enkenjutsu (Flaming Fist) in which the whole hand including the forearm transformed into a blade that could cut through even metal.

Rihito's fingers are capable of tearing through flesh, bone, and even armor just like a razor. "Oh?" Monica raised his eyebrow and said, "Is it because of a pinch grip?" Fusae was surprised by Monica's ability to deduct someone's ability. She quickly nodded and said, "Yes, it is because of his pinch grip that he can tear anything." Monica nodded and asked, "What about the other one?"

Yvonne’s POV “Exactly!” Tricia said, adding more salt to the injury. Her voice was so sharp, slicing through the silence like a blade. And while I was still stood there, hopeless and indecisive of what exactly to do or even what to say, Gentle looked at me and for a second his face was unreadable. His brows pinched slightly like he was fighting with himself, then he nodded once in a slow and deliberate manner. “Fine,” he said. “One more try. This time, try a different thumb finger.”

Yui and Nikka, who was standing with him stunned, this student wearing a black gloves was extremely fast that even on Nikka’s sharp eyes have a hard time to follow. Nikka gritted her teeth and tried to hit the student, but this student merely dodged her attack like a paper following the current of the air, he unbelievably out-skilled Nikka. The student then tried attacking back, his small fist was like a massive stone about to land on Nikka’s exquisite face when suddenly interrupted and stop by Zitrey’s mere palm. “That’s enough.” Her visages shows nothing from the strong striking.

Fukada had been petrified by Kiran at Mount Futu, dreading him deeply. Kiran motioned for Elder Murphy to attack. Elder Murphy, surprised at Kiran’s arrogance, sneered, raised his hand, and swung it down, his fingers like five giant rods. This strike, unlike before, was filled with power, bringing a cold wind. Kiran’s lips curled into a smirk as he clenched his fist and met the attack head-on. The clash produced a loud thud, their hands meeting without either retreating. They were like two raging bulls, neither willing to back down. Both were shocked at the other's strength. Elder Murphy noticed the handprint on Kiran’s arm deepening, making him more confident.

I spun around and threw a shokuren (ninja star) at him. *Puuok* a bullseye, right on the forehead. “Now these pests have been taken care of, let's go see our prey.” I said as I leisurely strolled towards the detention room. As I got there, I could sense more than one lifeforce, and I could also smell gunpowder, lots of it, and fear. I smiled, it seems not all the pests have been taken care of. I took out three shokuren, held it on my left hand, while my katana on the right hand. I smashed the door down and threw the three shokuren forward while I did a cartwheel to dodge the bullet rain. The shokuren struck a cop on the forehead, another cop got one on the neck and the other shokuren struck

Even though he was saying funny words, there wasn’t a hint of smile or laughter on his face. “Are you seriously quoting Nagato from Naruto?” One of the tied men joked and let out a painful chuckle. The other one smiled awkwardly with his swollen lips. “Yeah, and I’m happy you’ve seen Naruto, now I’m going to show you what Nagato really meant.” Nick replied furiously, he stabbed the man on his lap then twisted the knife, the sound of flesh tearing apart and the splash of blood was covered by the man’s outrageous yell. “Who fucking sent you?” Nick yelled back, ignoring his painful screams.

I arched toward him slowly and crushed my lips to his. He responded immediately, his lips moved perfectly against mine. His hands came up to my head, fingers entangling in my hair. It was warm and fast. So fast, he didn't notice my hand becoming a paw, only falling away with a grunt when my claws sunk into his gut. As soon as he was on the floor I flew at him, swiping once again at his stomach. Then I stepped away, the Champion stayed on the floor. I watched as he hit the ground three times.