Gojo Sensei Novels & Stories

Jordan said sarcastically. "Were you born a dick or did you study to become one, asshole?" Zach asked, glaring at him. "Mr. Gary, please," Judge Crenshaw said. "Along with my martial arts studies, I also learned the Chinese, or Japanese, depending upon who you ask, game of Go. It is a board game of strategy. I hold a Go Master ranking," Zach replied. "He really is a dick," Krista muttered, though loud enough for everyone to hear. "Please continue, Mr. Gary," Mr. Smithers said, smiling at the look on Brad Jordan's face at being spoken to like that by Krista.

An expert of the Nen Way, Rokuro Shimizu, gritted his teeth and squinted before regaining his composure. He felt only he could defeat the man before him if he went all out and demonstrated the Nen Way’s killer move. “How is he this strong?!” Keiko Kitagawa’s jaw dropped without her even realizing it. She wanted to see Masao Takei reclaim the Shinkage Way’s tarnished reputation… But he also failed! Keiko was infuriated. She did not want to believe anything she saw at this moment.

She said sensibly hoping Rain would find the sense in what she said but she just sighed. "Our main course for today is learning how to master your emotions" the sensei's voice ended their silent discussion and they focused to listen to what he had to say. He seemed a bit different now to Lilith, Rain and Lyra. He was usually very friendly and never this serious with them. They would not say they were satisfied with his former self but at least they were used to him being that way but now, he was all serious and strict. Maybe it's because they were now in level two and needed a stronger hand?' who knows?

Few people could pull such bold colors and still look as in style as Mizuyama Seiji looked. "Welcome to my show," He said extending his hand to them and they both shook it as they stood up from the chairs where they were imprisoned by the makeup artists. "Thank you for having us, Mizuyama-san," Jun said and the other man nodded then looked at Iori who gave him a smile. Jun saw the moment when it happened. The moment when Mizuyama Seiji saw something in Iori. something that Jun knew too well because he felt it already. "It's an honor to have you here, Sensei," He said and Iori nodded Giving him a polite answer that Jun was too busy to note. He was still watching the man intently as he tried t

my brother muttered, to which Dai and my father smiled. "Kanojo wa sore o hajimeta hitode wa arimasen. Oboete oite kudasai. Anata wa ima, watashinoie ni imasu," I said in a deadly tone, and to my surprise, the Sensei smiled at me. I had forgotten that the old fox not only understood the language but chewed on it as a way of life.

A familiar voice came behind him and he turned around to see Sensei Tanaka standing there with his arms crossed with a blank expression on his face. " Too much is everything and nothing. I can't lose focus and I need to be strong and ready when the time comes." Ricardo said, wiping the sweat away from his face and body before plopping himself down on the bench. " I know but sometimes you need to let loose to not lose yourself." Sensei Tanaka plopped himself too beside Ricardo making him chuckle at his words. " Wow! I never thought the Great martial arts champion and trainer Sensei Tanaka would use these mushy words." Ricardo jokes, earning a warning growl from his trainer but at the same tim

A red dotted map appears, indicating that the Lord is in danger and at the point shown on Don Lee's cell phone. Don Lee was a little confused, he knew, his master was not someone to be easily defeated. He was sure, the situation that befell his master was not an ordinary situation. That's why, he brought many of his troops to the location point. Not only ordinary troops, Don Lee also brought the greatest troops in martial arts. ______ Jordan Catwalk entered the laboratory room. The man carried a syringe with a green liquid in it. "What do you want from us?" asked Jeremy. Jordan, who was walking with Diana and Jack beside him, laughed.

At this moment, a few Japanese people in karate suits came in from the door. The leader was a Japanese man in his twenties. He went straight to the stage and shouted to all the people under the stage, "What the hell is Huaxia martial arts? Both Taekwondo and Huaxia Martial Arts can't compare with Japan's Karate. Anyone who is not convinced can come here and challenge us." Zhou Tao knew this man. He was the president of the Medical College's Karate Club, Mitsui Jiro.

Making Takeshi sign in response. “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

Jose noticed it and hurriedly said, "Sir, Mister Penn is an expert. This is…" The placement of the chair seemed casual, but it was slightly disrespectful. Jose did not mind, but he felt like it was not suitable for Wilbur to sit there. "Do you know who is here today?" Marcus pointed to the left. He was pointing at a sturdy man with a round face. He said, "This is the owner of the Dragon Dojo, Wolf Heath. He's a peak Aura level cultivator."