Gojo Vs の小説・ストーリー

bye Slightly annoyed, Keyla hung up and leaned back against her Genzo *guys* she sighed and Genzo gently poked her in the ribs *I didn't hear that now* Genzo stroked her cheek, Keyla turned to him and kissed him *I'm glad you're not overly clingy* giggling, she went back to her coffee *Honey, they know what they have in you. Then, for example, a wild tiger like Kojiro becomes a house tiger. Although he's only like that when you're near him* Genzo explained and Keyla couldn't get over it anymore. But yes, he was right, their boys were completely different on the field. Keyla was about to lean back against Genzo when a sharp pain ran through her back. She moaned and grumbled to herself

A normal werewolf would not fare well against Jorogumo. “You’re dead Aries, like all the rest before you.” Jorogumo sneered thinking she had him cornered as he paused crouching low. He did that on purpose though. He knew she would pause to try and get him. Either spear him with her legs or spew acid at him. That was her mistake to take her eyes off the other two. Daral and Mecir lunged as they were across from each other on either side of Jorogumo. They got a hold of her legs, just one on either side and leapt back yanking as hard as they could. It caused her to nearly splay out on the stone floor and Aries used the wall with his powerful hind legs and was on her in a second.

Paya suddenly got up from the Dragon Throne with his eyes wide open, staring at Magaera. His mind was in a buzz, and it turned blank. 'This man has such terrifying powers.' 'He only used one move, and he killed one of my Mighty Generals…' Among the Chino Troop, Doji was known as the enemy of the people. He was known as the ultimate killer of the troop. However, in front of that person, none of his moves worked.

Leomord charged towards Hiyojin. His hand released a lance pointing at Hiyojin. He charged his lance to Hiyojin but Hiyojin easily avoid it. Then, Hiyojin jumped mid air swinging his sword. Leomord's body released a shield to block Hiyojin's attack. But, Hiyojin cut it like a thin paper. "Don't get to excited. " Leomord swing his lance hitting Hiyojin's body. But still, Hiyojin grabbed Leomord's lance using it as a stone to jumped even higher. When he finally reached the highest distance in mid air. He let himself rushed down pointing his sword at Leomord on the ground.

Uche lifted his hands in submission, "you know you are next, right?" Ejima's head shook in anger as she roughly dropped Bozo's corpse and drew his sword. Her side was still aching and the wound in her left hand pulsed like a second heart. Yet, the anger invigorated her, heaping strength on her shoulders that she never knew was there. "You will pay for this," She shrieked and leaped into the air. Uche drew out his sword in the last hour to defend the blow which aimed at his head. The surprise in his eyes was all gone and replaced with contempt and rejection.

Jiro's breath caught in his throat as his eyes widened in fear. "This is Regio's game. There's no going back." "Now, we're feeling a little kind today." Dominic laughed. "You can pick your opponent, Jiro," they confidently said. "Anyone." Jiro looked at each of the seven Regio men, they were hard to read. He gulped as if the rapid heartbeat wouldn't stop, but he blinked those away. After minutes of contemplation, Jiro's eyes landed on Lorenzo Takahashi. "He's quiet the whole time," Jiro thought.

He almost could as his eyes adjusted and he saw the girl, now tailless without the moon. The dokkaebi let out a guttural growl and charged. The girl met the goblin head-on. It pushed her back, her feet digging divots in the ground. Jihoon never tore his eyes from the fight as he bent to scoop up Dubu’s limp form. She seemed too light in his arms, but he saw her small chest rise and fall with relief. Mere meters away a battle played out that Jihoon thought he’d only see in his video games. A dokkaebi versus a gumiho. A goblin versus a fox. The two were so evenly matched that any ground gained by one side was soon lost again.

My legs don’t give out under me. Akio is on both knees, holding a finger under William’s nose. He quickly looks to Sensei, a little bit of relief in his voice. “Sore wa kare no byōkidesu.” Gojo Sensei nods, his face serious. “What’s going on?” I step forward again. It seems like my legs are too frozen to move at the pace I want them to. “What’s wrong with him?” My voice is rough, panicked. The dagger drops from my hand. “Akio, what the fuck is going on?”

The last 4 was like this : ANGY versus JIVA DANTINE versus AHMET It was difficult but AHMET won his long match against the golem, and he also knew that he need more practice because in this world there are people stronger than that golem, and JIVA wons against ANGY, what made her so upset and sad. The final : AHMET vs JIVA It was a close combat ,JIVA was very quick and she didn't let for AHMET a chance to counter she uses the air and fire magics she had more experience than him, AHMET was in a difficult situation but he made the right choice he uses the dark magic and get into the shadows and he attacked using his chains dagger, he have a perfect control of it ,the balance of the combat now

James confirmed with a smile, “Yes. I was kind enough to give you an option, but you insisted on fighting me in close combat. Do you regret it now?” “If I were to use the Wuia Demon-Slayer Sword and unleash my full cultivation, you would never surpass me,” Goyo said. James replied lightly, “Possibly. However, I’ve also only used half of my strength.” At his words, Goyo spat out another mouthful of blood, nearly toppling headfirst from the void.