Novel & Cerita How Strong Is John Constantine

Lucian replied before sitting next to David who seems lost in his thoughts. "I'll go and get ready for the training" David said changing the topic which was Lucian's cue to not ask him anything now. _________ David stood next to Lucian while watching the pack members streching, out of all the males and females, his eyes stopped at Ex Beta's son who is streching aggravatingly. "John is apparently weaker then other wolves, how? Doesn't he have blood of Beta" "I don't believe in those , for me every werewolf is strong despite their rank.About John, it looks like he never trained himself so it's obvious for him to lose every fight"

The man replied in a hushed tone, “Fifty percent. With his current strength, it should be impossible for him to sustain my attack. He should’ve lost his combat power immediately. Although he should be severely injured, he’s still fine.” Madelyn looked at James perplexedly. She knew that James had cultivated his True Energy and that the Johnstons had once crippled him. After that, James recovered his strength and was constantly improving. However, she had no idea how he recovered. Not only was Madelyn puzzled, but even Maxine was surprised. She could not believe James could take a blow from one of Mr. Gabriel’s henchmen. Although he did not use his full strength, the difference in their ranks

He was a collection of the best abilities the supernatural world had ever produced, all crammed inside a single body, and even with the white wolf's power burning through me at full intensity, I couldn't match him alone. Raphael recovered first. He hit Konstantin from the left while Rowan came from the right, and for a few seconds, the three of us drove him backward across the chamber. But he adapted to each attack in real time, shifting his defenses, countering with abilities we hadn't seen before, exploiting gaps in our coordination that shouldn't have existed. Jeremy and Caspian rejoined the fight. Five of us against one, and we were still losing. Konstantin moved through our formation li

While creating a ball of fire similar to the one he used to create a while ago, I thought that a bit of humor wouldn't hurt anyone … So I teased him back. "Do you know that you can't fight fire only by fire?" I said as I threw ball after ball at him. Fury was now obvious on Apollyon's face, knowing that I have the same power as him means that we'll have to fight each other in the old way, still, he had the best chance to win the fight since he's one of the oldest vampires ever, while I was a newbie one. Only if he knows that we don't share the same gift and that my gist is way stronger than his. The exact reason why I wasn't planning on fighting in the old way.

"Even though you people used an underhanded and vicious tactic against us, you act like we owe you when you've been fooling us for a decade! "Not to mention, you almost killed my daughter! This is not over!" After speaking, Gerald was about to call upon his three martial arts masters when Woody interrupted, "This is between me and him. You don't have to interfere." "But Mr. Henderson, this guy has extraordinary strength," Gerald whispered in an effort to kindly advise Woody. "He may be young, but he's known as the Prodigious Doctor and has also reached the peak of the Innate Level. He's comparable to a martial arts master.

I had never even fought before, but I watched enough anime to have an idea of how it would turn out. John chuckled bitterly, biting his lip. “One of the men was holding a young woman by her neck, getting ready to snap her neck. I quickly ran over, but I could even lay a punch. Turns out vampires do have super speed and super strength too. He punched me into the wall. I could barely breathe. “Well well well. What do we have here? A little superhero?”

Jon shouts in laughter. “You aren’t f!cking around with us girl. You shouldn’t even dare try fight us because it won’t end in a good way. I have your head, pretty or not.” Rowan is now stood fuming and shouting in front of me. I haven’t even had to look up to block either of their attacks. Every minute they let me recover, I am getting stronger. Healing by the second regaining my confidence I once had.

I noticed the other two warriors preparing themselves, and the whole area buzzed with anticipation once again. "Could it be that she was the one who shifted form last night under the moonlight?" one of the pack members wondered aloud. "She gave us that extra strength!" Extra strength? What were they talking about? "But she's an omega. How is this possible?" "How did she acquire such power?" I heard the heavy breathing of the head warrior. The shock still seemed to be coursing through his system, though he managed to maintain a composed expression. "Make the fight real. There's something peculiar about the energy in her body. She's too strong!" the head warrior commanded.

"I'm helping you, Hawthorne. If this happened and you didn't restrain yourself while that woman was in front of you, what do you think would happen?" WHEN HAWTHORNE SAW Constantine, he punched him in the face but that did not even hurt him. He even grinned while massaging his jaw. He woke up in that unfamiliar place and he knew it belonged to Constantine because he could smell him everywhere. His strength returned. He felt even stronger, as did his sense of smell and hearing. "How sweet of you to greet me a good morning like that, Hawthorne." He sarcastically said. "And by the way, you are welcome."

“Why haven’t the Jared used such level of potency to end this faster.” “Don’t mind me child.” He stepped down using his potency and walked pass the henchman. The one with the multi-colored beanie did nothing but watched him go. Is he always this destructive? Are the Divine Humanes that strong? He asked himself. Was it out of sheer luck?