Gm Hikaru Kick Mga Nobela at Kwento

The king said and everyone’s attention was instantly on Thousand-nights predator “We all know that even though one’s talent and dedication usually dictates how strong a Hunter will grow, we should also remember that the type of ability he has will determine a lot in how far he’ll grow. The former glass-eyed Hunters almost brought about total annihilation to us Hunters but it must also be noted that they had overpowered abilities, so I say why don’t we wait till after he receives his blessing, if it’s a normal or weak type then there is no cause for alarm but if it’s overpowered then we will find a way to take care of the situation.” Thousand-nights predator said calmly and a thoughtful look

* suggested Keyla Kojiro fired his Neotiger Shot and Hikaru his Eagle Shot, but Keyla blocked them both. *so Key, you can play football better than us, you are better in goal than Genzo, you can play volleyball and you work as a doctor. Anything else we should know? * Hikaru looked in Keyla's direction in astonishment. *Hikaru that's what you call multi-talent* Keyla laughed *so girls and next time a little more respect for your captain. If you have respect for her, I have respect for you too* Kojiro looked at the girls seriously.

I have to save …. “The Alpha has done it again.” I felt a tingle as something touched my thigh. I motioned towards my thigh, wondering what it could be to be able to have such soft skin like a human hand. “Ahhhhh!” I screamed as I spotted Jimmy’s head next to me. “Any member of the Moon Hound Pack is an enemy even if he/she is as weak as a scout. The assassin who learned the art of Tai might still be among us for all I know, thanks to General Kyle.” Ryu’s voice deepened.

Cammy: Okay more questions for later for now we need to survive, Ki can you help us? Kimora: Girl you don't even have to ask I was already on it. HEY UGLY! GET READY TO GET PACKED UP! DISTORTION!!! (Causing her body to teleport to the grotesque creature she preforms a flying kick similar to what you would see in a movie while having recreation trained on her enemy. Not wasting a single moment she pulled the trigger yet again only to notice that her kick and the bullets you fired at the creatures speed were reduced to the point of barely touching it)

They exclaimed. Herman shoots 10 nails and those ten fly fast that pierce 5 rows of them. The thin mustache puts his palm to Kartika’s back and in his flamboyant accent, he said. “Excuse me, my lady.” His blue Iru shines Cakra. “Teknik Gabungan: Mjolnir! (Combo Technique: Mjolnir! Seriously, should I really translate it?)” They exclaimed. Cakra smacks them consecutively and brutally at a high speed.

“You must be mistaken.” “When Edwin came to me before, he didn’t save me. He saved you and Denver.” “Hah! You’re too good at pretending, brat!” Denver laughed, furious. He then snapped his fingers before pointing at Harvey. “Get him!” Bang! Without hesitation, Hiroshi immediately stomped the ground and leapt forward. At the same time, he threw a devastating punch mid-air, filled with murderous intent. As the top talent in Island Nations’ Karate world of the younger generation, Hiroshi was confident in his skills.

It was the First Grandmaster of the Central Plain, Miyamoto family's patriarch, Shinichi Miyamoto. Seeing his son's bruises all over his body and almost fall into a state of shock, Shinichi Miyamoto waved his hand and said, "Ichiro, don't talk. Hurry up, send Ichiro to the hospital for rescue!" "Yes!" Shinichi Miyamoto's bodyguards shouted in unison. "He didn't die?" Yang Xiao asked in surprise. That kick was far more powerful than what an ordinary person could bear. Besides, Shinichi Miyamoto fell from the fourth floor, so Shinichi Miyamoto should have died.

I said to the bouncers, but they paid no attention to me. Just as I was about to launch out my frustration on them, I began to hear cheering behind me. “Alpha Kilhan! Alpha Kilhan!” They hailed, spiking my curiosity. ‘ Who is he anyway?’ I pondered, walking back to the front of the clubhouse, squeezing myself before I could pass through the people who cheered. I finally got to the front line and when I raised my head to look at the so-called Alpha Kilhan, I could say nothing but… “Damn!”

he gritted his teeth. Drake sighed. “No, let me deal with those punks!” he hissed. “I’m the one they needed, and I want to face those idiots and kill them barely with my hands.” He gritted his teeth and looked at rouges. “Oh, well, well, well. . .” A rouge in a black cloak appeared and said,” . . . how are you alpha? Why are you rushing back to your royal house?” Drake’s fists crumpled. “Don’t talk and let me kill you, punk!” he growled.

I watched the guy's every move. The way he shuffled his feet, his posture and even the way held his fists. The bell rang, and some music started blaring again. It was 'Awake by Godsmack'. He jumped for, and I ducked just in time for him to miss. I shot back up and remembered what Liam said. Kicking is my strong point. I can thank six years of soccer for that.