Ike Smash Brawl Novels & Stories

Fynn rolled his eyes, “Your boss is an SS-ranked Soother. Who can force himself on him? If anyone even tried, the only thing they’d get would be a one-way trip to the hospital. You think your little master’s mental punches aren’t powerful enough?” Trey protested, “He is still recovering–“ “Yes, but he is not crippled,” Fynn tsked, “His head might hurt a bit afterward, but if the need arises, he can still do his famous one-hit knockout no problem.”

Zayn’s punch threw him back and he felt like he had been hit by a train! Before he could finish his sentence, Zayn appeared before him once again and aimed a kick at him, too swift for Black Mamba to dodge. Panicking, he raised his arms to block the kick, but he found that there was little he could do to stop it and was blasted back by the impact.

Sorin was stubborn as a mule and Maceo knew Sorin wasn't gonna accept anytime soon the fact that he was still hurting or more than accepting he just didn't want to show it. Maceo hoped that it wouldn't destroy Sorin. Sorin had been broken already as it was. ____________________________________________________________________ BAM! Sorin landed a perfect hit on his opponent's jaw making his opponent gush out blood from his lips. His opponent grunted as he staggered back. His opponent was stocked up, big muscles and all but in height he was almost same as Sorin, maybe even an inch smaller giving Sorin the advantage of speed and height which he was using to the fullest potential.

Jayce's lesson on how to punch flashed before his eyes and before he knew it, Tom was on the floor at his feet. Jayce and the others immediately got to action, grabbing the others. A full-blown scrap was ensuing before Sam even had the chance to register what he'd done. 'I just knocked out Tom Griffith in one punch,' he thought dreamily. He noticed Alfie scrambling about, trying to get away from the centre of the brawl, and decided he wasn't having any of it. "So what about it?" he asked him. "You and me. One on one. Beat me and I'll leave you alone forever."

When he was close enough, he kicked Smile's thigh. Crack! The sound of bone breaking resounded after Black Shadow came into contact. He then swung his elbow towards Smile’s chin. Pak! Unfortunately, Smile blocked his elbow and pushed him away with all of his strength. Predicting that block and he ducked when Smile tried to push him and distance himself from him. But, Black Shadow couldn’t idle around. He took a defensive stance, expecting the next physical attack when Sleepy and Hisoka had already disappeared from his sight. “Shit!” It was not a beginner's mistake considering he was a veteran of physical assault.

Points for me, I'm scoring high here. "Tha' it," I hear him mutter angrily before AJ goes flying out of the line altogether with a force that should never ever be used on a girl. I'm so tired of people like Oliver and Bex. Why do they have to exist? Summoning the 'Landon' in me, I act on instinct alone. I immediately turn around and land a solid punch on the jerk's face, just about breaking my fist in the process -- I'm a gentleman until pushed over the line. I'm not the fighting type but this guy had it coming.

For a moment, Jade stood there, frustration rising. "If cheap hits are all you got to stay relevant...try it again, I dare you." Jade said. Santamario scoffed, stepping closer. "Back off, man" Jade warned. But it was too late. Santamario pulled his arm back and swung his tightened, heavy fist. Jade ducked just in time. He missed the punch. Suddenly... A fist came out from nowhere, fast. It connected with Santamario's jaw and he staggered back. The arena exploded with chaos.

Together, we formed an unbreakable bond, a united front against those who sought to tear us apart. As I launched into a powerful strike, a masked assailant darted forward, narrowly avoiding my blow. His movements were swift, indicating a level of skill that demanded my utmost attention. We engaged in a brutal dance of parries and strikes, each move executed with deadly precision. The scent of sweat and blood hung heavy in the air, mingling with the sound of heavy breathing.

We ordered some tequila shots and then went to the dance floor. I was having a great time with everyone. Well that was until an asshole decided to grab my ass. "How about we go have a good time and leave this pathetic boy behind." He slapped my ass one more time. I was gonna say something, but Ryan beat me to it and send the guy to the wall. "Oh my God, he's dead!" A woman screamed. "Call, dad." Kacey told Jace. Within seconds, Paolo arrived and gave us a, 'are you kidding me look'. We shrugged.

I just reacted. I threw a massive, heavy punch straight at his jaw. The punch connected with a loud, sickening crack, sending Ryan stumbling backward into a row of metal barricades. The crowd went fucking wild, people screaming and scrambling to get out of the way as the cameras captured the entire goddamn brawl. Ryan groaned, spitting blood onto the pavement, but the crazy motherfucker didn't stop. He scrambled back to his feet, lunging at me like a wild animal, tackling me by the waist.