Hanzo Vs Gon Novels & Stories

he said to Zenos. “You want to measure my strength.” Zenos suddenly sent a punch to his right side, making someone groan. “Useless!” Zenos said, and all Hayden did was grab popcorn while watching the fight. He heard groans. Now, he dunno which is Zenos or his guards. Not up to 10 minutes, the light was turned on, and what Hayden saw shocked him.

Hiyojin asked bluntly. "Stop teasing him Hiyojin, or else I will reveal your secret." Galatrina respond while smiling. "Alright, I'll shut up." Hiyojin agreed. Meanwhile, The warriors that headed to the Southern land is delayed because of the demons that blocked their way. But eventually they slayed them all and continued their walk. One of the high ranked warrior that accompanied them is Hanzo, a rank 4. "The town that we'll be defending is up ahead. Prepare yourselves incase of danger or traps." Hanzo announced clearly.

Hence, he cracked a sneer and launched an attack at Zayn. Zayn had no choice but to acknowledge that Hanson was rather impressive. He was the most formidable fighter that Zayn had ever encountered. He was much more powerful than Zidane. Had Zayn not consumed Ossiumol-100 and made a breakthrough to become a master fighter, it was impossible for him to match Hanson. In the meantime, Hanson was just a slightly stronger ant now as compared to him that he could easily crush.

Lorenzo used that opportunity to stand up and hits Goro on the face with the metal baton. "Let's fight without weapons, shall we? You're starting to get a little weak for your size." Lorenzo snorted as he threw his pocket knife and gun away, then placed his hands inside his pockets. Goro who was clutching his head on the floor and blood pouring out of his nose had no choice but to agree.

“I shouldn’t be surprised you would stoop this low. This is your last warning. Let her go.” “Fuck that.” The gangster’s arm tightened around me. “She’s coming with me.” He dragged me another step backward, the barrel grinding painfully against my temple. Hanzo’s eyes narrowed. His posture straightened, chin lifting in a way that made the air around him feel colder. The darkness in his gaze edged toward something almost unhinged. If my life had not been hanging by a thread, I might have felt a flicker of pity for the poor guy on the receiving end of that look.

Two handsome men of the same age, both harboring grudges against each other. After looking at each other for a long time, Leonardo started first. Moving his other hand to break Arsenio's concentration. No matter how fast Leonardo moved, Arsenio was able to dodge. Two opportunities lost just like that. Leonardo chuckled in annoyance. In fact, Arsenio is not an opponent that can be underestimated. The two men, who both have a dark past, exchanged moves. Arsenio dominated the fight. After fifteen minutes of dueling, the Young Master of the Guan Family, did not feel the slightest fatigue. Unlike Leonardo who looked tired.

“It’s been a long time since I met someone who fights bare-handed. This gets my blood pumping.” The face of the bounty hunter from Yamafuji Sai showed great excitement. This was a commonality of the strong, especially when a strong met another like himself and even had a similar fighting style. The hormones in his body would undoubtedly run rampant. The strong would look forward to fighting their opponent very much. He would either kill his opponent or be beaten to death by the other party. “Let’s have a good fight. Hahaha.” The platinum-ranked bounty hunter laughed as he rushed toward Yamamoto.

Looks like my handyman is a regular Casanova. Mr. Haymore pushes through the people who've gathered near us. "What the hell is going on - " The blond guy with the bloody nose roars and charges. The woman shrieks again, but Casanova ducks easily out of the reach of his opponent. Bloody Nose definitely has the height in this battle, but his opponent has the speed and the muscle. When Bloody Nose comes in for another charge, Casanova clocks him right in the cheek. Beside me, Mr. Haymore's starting to go purple.

He was strikingly handsome, more in a rugged, I don't give a shit way. Slowly, they faced each other, leaning forward slightly. I tried to see past the head of the person in front, silently wishing I was taller. Xony looked fierce, and intimidating, while Zane's eyes were dead cold but he looked calm also, like he's mastered the art of boxing. The bell rang, and Xony got into a defensive stance, but Zane darted forward. He was quick and controlled, dodging Xony’s blow before returning the efforts with a jab to the nose.

Gonzalo countered, a feral, twin-to-twin grin mirroring my own. We moved as one. I was the hammer, driving Enzo back with heavy, bone-crushing swings of my blade, while Gonzalo was the needle, darting into his guard with surgical precision. Enzo swiped with his own tainted steel, his eyes wide and wild, desperate to find an opening, but there was no space for him to breathe.