Novelas y relatos de Ichigo Versus

Takeshi said. "Hahaha I hope you don't regret it later" said Roberto "Talking too much, feel this" said Takeshi as he took out the fireball that was in his hand Suddenly Takeshi was struck by a very strong lightning which made him immediately scorched and fainted on the spot. "Bleder" The sound of lightning struck Takeshi "Talking too much noise" said Liem Milka seemed to be smiling seeing it "Are you a person who has the Spiritual Strength of a Bronze Demon be able to defeat me who is already in a Silver Demon Late Level" Liem said.

If you compared them using animals, the Koka would be wolves, while the Iga would be tigers. Dragon Scale nodded. “So, the Iga have better personal combat skills?” “Hmm… you can’t say that either,” Dragon Head said. “The Koka and Iga have different combat methods, but it doesn’t mean the Iga’s personal combat skills are better than the Koka. The excellent Koka ninjas also have a strong personal combat skills.” The more Dragon Scale listened, the more confused she was. Dragon Scale waved her hands in dismissal and asked, “So, why did you seek the Iga Ninjas out instead of the Koka?”

He fell to the ground, blood seeping into the dirt as he struggled to breathe. Ken’s roar of fury echoed through Alice’s mind. She watched as he tackled Ichiro to the ground, the two men grappling in a fierce fight for control. Ken’s strength was fading, though, his body weakened from exhaustion. As Ken hesitated, his eyes flicking toward Johnson’s lifeless body, Ichiro seized the moment. From his boot, Ichiro pulled a hidden knife. Without hesitation, he drove the blade into Ken’s side, again and again, until Ken collapsed, blood bubbling from his mouth. He was dead within moments.

Dmitri pounces on Ilyich and punches him with his heavy fist. The Undead’s jaw breaks but it heals within seconds. Ilych fixes his broken jaw and punches back but Dmitri’s senses are faster. He dodge the attack easily and grabs Ilyich before throwing him aside. Ilyich snarls, spitting out black goo from his mouth. He stands up and marches towards Dmitri whose brute strength overcomes the Undead. Dmitri grabs Ilyich by the waist and slams him against the floor.

Everyone in the audience below the stage had already stood up at this moment. As for Ito, he performed a warrior ritual before he rushed directly toward Gerald. Boom! After leaping into the air, he wanted to raise his leg to attack Gerald’s chest directly. His speed was extremely fast. However, even though he was fast, Gerald was even faster than him. Gerald immediately raised his leg to kick Ito’s raised right leg. After a cracking sound, Ito knelt directly on the ground.

Toshiro is huge compared to an average tiger. Rioka braced himself as Toshiro launched an attack so fast that Rioka's shoulders were sliced. Rioka's eyes turned scarlet red and this time he quickly evaded Toshiro's attack. "Now that's better." Toshiro spoke excitedly. Toshiro then again attacked Rioka with all his might and speed. He was certain that his attack would finish off the wounded Rioka. But out of thin air, Rioka is above Toshiro launching a heavy attack packed with speed. This way, Toshiro will not be given a chance to evade. Toshiro notices the image of Rioka in front of him to be a mirage.

My voice trembled slightly, but I didn’t back down. Theron smirked. “Feisty. Maybe I’ll take you as a trophy once he falls.” he blushed off. Ryu growled, stepping in front of me protectively before I could speak. “Touch her, and I’ll end you before the first strike.” Ryu growled with anger which could be sensed in his voice. The crowd hushed as the referee—an old, blind wolf who had seen too many wars—stepped forward. “Alpha Ryu of the Crimson Moon,” he announced, “and Alpha Theron of the Ironclaw. You will fight under ancient law. No weapons. No interference. To the death, or surrender.”

Yang Xiao's eyes glinted with coldness. Miyamoto Ichiro was fast, but Yang Xiao was faster than him. With a condensed fist, Yang Xiao's fist fell like a meteor to Shinichi Miyamoto's mouth. Bang!!! Before the samurai sword hit Yang Xiao's chest, Yang Xiao's fist fell down like a dragon coming out of the sea. Pfff— The heavy punch fell on Shinichi Miyamoto's front teeth like a heavy hammer. How could Miyamoto be Yang Xiao's opponent? His whole body was sent flying like a cannonball.

He looks enraged. “Bu... Buriko?!” Alfi is surprised to see Buriko can match Cindaku. “Let me take care of this fake tiger!” Buriko exclaims. They start the fisticuff. A mythical martial artist versus a Berserker. Of course, they can match each other. Not to mention that they hate losing. Fists, kicks, scratches, smashes, any blow they have they launch no matter how painful it is, they keep launching their fist. Alfi just remains silent watching the fisticuff there.

Then came a barrage of punches and kicks. My head slammed against the floor, sending stars exploding across my vision. Before I could catch my breath, two more kicks landed squarely on my face. Dirty shoe prints smeared across my cheek, and my face swelled in no time. However, they didn't stop there. Pointing at the expensive jewelry I was wearing, one of them said, "Look, her earrings are the same as Lyra's!" "Yeah, right. Lyra's the general hospital director's wife. Mira, on the other hand, is just a slut who's been passed around!