Gyomei Sword Novels & Stories

"Come on, every single one of you. I've got this. And hey, if you manage to beat me, I'll give each of you a cool gift. Deal?" A chorus of excited squeals rang out as more than ten girls huddled up, whispering and plotting their next move like they were gearing up for a secret mission. With a casual flick of his wrist, Elio signaled for his weapon. The quick-stepping Yoshiko was right there, handing him a bamboo sword that was every bit as long and hefty as a katana but made for training. Gripping it firmly, he swung through the air, the blade cutting a whooshing sound that promised a challenge.

It was like a shiny diamond necklace. A moment later Andrew added, "However, probably the most impressive and specialised of all Asian swords are the Japanese swords, most notably this Katana; this is a single-edged, slightly curved sword with a blade around 2.5'. I prefer this actually." Yeah, I don't even fucking care. Jezz, the man was in love with his sword, she watched him hold the sword with precise thrust and swing in perfect fast motion. Oh! Those arms! And how on earth was she going to concentrate when the man was half-naked? His shoulders and chest were sweating, and those abs! Holy mackerel. Who could have concentrated on that? Any daughter of Eve would be drooling.

“You’re not meant to be Alpha Ryu.” An outburst of laughter erupted behind me. It was Ryu, and he was hideous, with blood rolling out of his eyes and a silver sword in his hands. I suppose someone had given it to him while Kyle was busy speaking. “I slashed your hand, and you think you’ll survive my sword aura?” He chuckled, his hands on the handle as he swung it towards Kyle. I felt the heat as the air from the blade moved towards Kyle. “So this is Sword Aura.” I murmured, “Is he an elemental?”

"This one is very amazing. Give me additional details about it. The blacksmith who forged that specific weapon grinned proudly. "This is our masterwork, the height of our abilities, Alpha's son. It's made of the best steel, forging it to be very sharp, balanced, and long-lasting. It's a unique one and quite expensive. No one else has this kind of sword in the whole of Sunshine pack. Leo was impressed by the blacksmith's passion and commitment to their trade. He picked up the sword and tested its balance by feeling its weight. This was the weapon he had been waiting for, and it lived up to his hopes.

At this point all eyes were on the two than it happened everyone was left mouth open Celeas wings were finally out, unlike her father's black ones her were a silver gray probably the combination of his black ones and her mother's most likely withe onse she then picked her swords up from the ground and attack him, their fight was impossible to keep up with, the only thing they could see was a golden light looking like a falling star moving from one place to another " they are insane..." Salma the war was now only between Celea and her father while the others stood by and watched their fight, Draco than went up and picked Dereus up knowing Celea cared a lot about him he wanted to protect him,

' Zaykee is gritting his teeth, glaring at the King as he thought this. Now, Zaykee began to release his unique light aura, so a huge shockwave, but transparent traveled from his feet towards the end of the corners in this massive old warehouse in a shape of a circle. He took a deep breath as the two white bracelets with the symbol of the sun in the center. Then, he lifts his right arm at his right side, opening his right palm. A medium lengthened double H sword with a tint of white and gold appeared beside his palm, so he gripped the grip of the sword and slashed it in the air in front of him diagonally to the left.

"I didn't expect there were so many toys in this tiny room." Alice held up a small sword, only about 20 cm in length. The sheath of the sword was the same color as the hilt, both made of bright white silver metal. Alice expertly drew the thin rectangular blade from its scabbard, carefully examining its sharp edge. There was also a straight line running from the hilt to the tip of the sword. The structure was quite simple, but the weight was quite heavy and painful in the hand. Seeing Alice admiring the small sword, the shopkeeper quickly said: