God Of Martial Arts Manga Novels & Stories

Swisshhh. "Release the spirit of the god of war!" shouted Xiao Chen, and his body was enveloped by a figure wielding a sword. BOOOOOMMM... "What? The spirit of the god of war? Wh... How is that possible?" The black turtle chief's face changed instantly. This was not just the appearance of an ordinary martial soul, but it was equivalent to the appearance of a figure he called a god. A war god figure like this only appeared in ancient times, and since the disappearance of the war god's soul, no one had been able to awaken it. Now he saw for himself that Xiao Chen was using something that should have long disappeared from this world.

"What!?" The elder felt the might of Mystical Chubby's palm strike, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints. He crossed his arms in a futile attempt to fend off the blow. Snap! His overconfidence was his downfall. With a sharp crack, his arm bones shattered, and he was hurled backward, flipping a table before crumpling to the ground, his face ashen. "Martial... martial god level!?" He struggled to his feet, his voice shaking. He was a martial general himself, yet he could not withstand even a casual move from his opponent. It was clear the other was a martial god.

Amongst the myriad living beings were powerhouses of the Human Race. “Do you understand it?” Jacopo looked at the Human Race powerhouses beside him. Jabari, Sienna, Winnie, Noel, and the others shook their heads. The Divine Martial Scripture was too profound and mysterious. They had never encountered such inscriptions before, and they could not decipher them or comprehend their ultimate power in such a short time. All they knew was that the Divine Martial Scripture was incredibly enigmatic, containing the ultimate strength of martial arts.

Many people exclaimed when they saw this situation. As for the family master of the Zachary family, he knew that his combat power would startle everybody present so he stopped without much worry. He placed both hands behind his back and said, “Haha… You guys have never imagined that I, Nigel Zachary, would become the first person to break through to the ultimate god level, right? No matter what, I’m sorry but I’m claiming this martial art technique for the elder of my Zachary family. We shall have another master in the ultimate god level!” Whoosh!

He continued on narrating, but Rei's mind was off somewhere else, "The Sorrowful March, they called it. Everybody thought they were all going to die. To face-off a god like that... But they lived, and no glory had ever come close in the history of mankind. "To say that it was all a lie is an insult. Now, don't get me wrong, I understand where she's coming from, she is an educated woman, one of the enlightened ones. But there's a time and place for rationality, and there's a time and place for faith.

' Immediately, an immerse pain spreads out from my neck and slowly makes it way below but it is suddenly gone as swiftly as it comes. Nathan pulls back and stares at me with yellow eyes and extended canines. I can see my blood on them. "Y-You marked me, how is that possible." "I'm a god, remember." He smirks as his canines slowly retreats. "And I am a great friend of the Moon Goddess." "That doesn't explain why you marked me." I glare at him and push him away. "What is wrong with you, sometimes you do the stupidest things."

She summoned her head of security—a humongous brute of a man named Gustav—on the walkie-talkie. For an oversized man, Gustav was light on his feet like a hulking male ballet dancer. Madam Cross was unaware that he had arrived and was already standing behind her. His bulk was due to his years as a mixed martial artist. He was forcefully retired at the prime of his prowess because of massive head trauma from a roundhouse kick on his left temple. It knocked him out and was comatose for a month. Once he woke he knew he wasn't the same fighter anymore and it was the end of his career in the octagon. He had to look for different employment and found one as Madam Cross' paid muscle.

Behind the darkness occasionally emerged vague outlines of creatures and that made it look more of a scene from a horror movie. Surrounding the woman were fully armored soldiers, some of whom had their swords drawn, while others had their hands on their swords ready to remove them from their sheaths in a swing. In front of the woman stood a man flanked by other soldiers. The man was huge, taller that everyone around. He had long hair that flowed all the way to his waist like a woman's hair and beards that reached just above his neck bone. Both his hair and beards were shaggy and it made him look like he had just come from the wild. His grin revealed brown and rotten teeth and one artificial

He took a second look around to observed the burnt and charred, broken earth, then he surmised that it was the 'strange red creature' that set him free. "Thank you for releasing me. My name is Nri Magu, and I'm the God Of War. what may I call you?" even, when this Nri Magu spoke, the sky rumbled and resonated with his voice. Yet, His face was pale, because he was gravely injured and was not at the peak of his powers. In fact, he had been dying slowly. "Hmm... The creature calls himself the 'God Of War,' what an unusual title." The Bloody Red Humanoid figure murmured aloud ignoring the 'God of War's courtesy. And mocked with a sarcastic tone, he obviously didn't take Nri Magu seriously.

But, Elika was ready, she smiled once more, pulling the storm back for a slit second before forcing it to ripple, launching it into the black magic with all that she could; the power clashing. An explosion ripped through the mansion, sending both the goddess and the guards soaring through the air, the young immortal acting without hesitation as she caught a sword, slamming it into Hades lower stomach; his eyes widening in shock and regret. She watched the light in his eyes flicker, as though his entire existence was playing out within his mind in the moments that blood gushed recklessly from the wound; knowing that he had been defeated. Elika twisted the gold plated handle of the elegantly c