Imperial Fists Chapters Novels & Stories

He could sense another person joining the first shooter to shoot sporadically at him. There’s no leaving until he finds out who the hell these men are. He heard one of the shooters say to his colleague: “This city will burn if we don’t kill all these supernatural creatures and beings. Look at how they’ve killed Pablo like a wayward dog.” “We will torch this place down,” the first man replied. It’s now clear to him that these men belong to Five Fingers. The fading heartbeat he picked was becoming so faint that he could barely hear it. “Fuck,” he mumbled. He cast his gaze at Maureen’s body. He stretched his hand toward Maureen and hauled her into a blue portal. With a snap of his fingers, he d

This is all too crazy for her. “Can someone please explain what is going on here?” the principal stood up from her seat like had been seating on fire for the past couple of minutes “Madam Principal the situation is self explanatory. I am Chloe the founder of Empire. I originally wanted to live a low key life but that can’t happen because my secret is out. Is there any other thing you would like to know?” Chloe stopped her pacing and looked directly at the middle aged woman and asked “No more questions” of course the principal couldn’t push any forward, except she doesn’t want her job anymore. At this point Chloe could literally end a life. She had been through so much in such little time.

I shove his hand away, ready to strike, but his men grab me before I can move. “Let go of me, assholes!” I scream, kicking at them. Useless. “Ease.” His icy voice cuts through the room. His men immediately backed off. I glare at him, pouring every ounce of hatred into it. “You’re a rookie, aren’t you?” he asks. I say nothing. “Figured,” he murmurs, his tone enough to make my skin crawl. I bite down on my lip, forcing myself to stay quiet. The image of my parents’ lifeless eyes fuels the anger burning inside me.

Slowly, I started unbuttoning my shirt. I took a deep breath. Then I moved. The first punch landed without warning. Hard. One of them staggered, but stayed standing. Good. The second hit followed. Then the third. The fourth. The sound of fists hitting flesh echoed through the room. No one fought back. No one dared. They knew exactly why they were here. I went through them one by one. No pause. No mercy. Until my breathing turned heavy, my hands burned, and the edge of my anger finally dulled.

He clenches his fist together and jerks his head as he continues to look at me Intently. He fires at me coming with the speed of light. He commenced his punches with full force. With my eyes closed, I block all his punches. I can feel his every move before it reaches. I can pick the most littlest sounds all so when he resided his hand, it comes with a force which My eyes catch me with my eyes still shut firmly close. I launch a punch that hits him on their abdomen. He staggered a backwards and I open my eyes, printing my claws on his chest. My claws shred his shirt at the points where my fingers enter.

Danial put his thoughts aside and went deeper in the Library and found the book which reocrded the Iron Fist Technique. Retrieving the ancient tome, he settled into a secluded corner, eager to uncover the mysteries of this new skill. As he delved into the book's pages, Danial was pleasantly surprised to find that the Iron Fists technique was not as obscure as he initially thought. It was a martial art that emphasized raw power, endurance, and striking precision. The book detailed its history, the philosophy behind it, and the foundational movements that formed its core.

After missing his strike, Alfie immediately unleashed a second attack. As he swung the Thunder Emperor Sword horizontally, the Thunder Emperor stretched its giant hands forward in an attempt to capture Josiah. The Thunder Emperor's giant hands were two enormous thunderous barriers containing countless thunderous electric rays, thunderous runes, and thunderous beasts. If trapped inside, Josiah knew he would likely be annihilated. He hurriedly let out a roar and clashed with the Thunder Emperor's fists. Immediately, he felt a surge of electricity coursing through his body. Tremors ran through his entire being, nearly causing him to lose consciousness and fall to the ground.

Everyone wanted to know the guy with no expression on his lower face and a black mask covering his upper face who could dance too well to be a mafian. Curiosity. That's what is going to make them so invested. That's what is going to make me so announced. I, Ariel Winter D'Angelo, the next ruler of the Empire. I'd finally gotten what I wanted. What I spent 12 years of my life targeting. My hand went to my leg in that instant and I swiftly removed the knife which I had placed there in the restroom. With the last beautiful and glorious turn, I pulled closer to The Viper's chest and sent the knife in.

The Demon-slain Fingers didn't slow down as it smashed down on the Fiend Emperor. The Fiend Emperor's eyes turned slightly cold. The surrounding foul aura swept out and formed a terrifying tornado. It dragged him straight towards the Demon-slain Fingers. A strange look flashed in Chu Xun's eyes. "This guy is interesting. Is he going to fight against the Demon-slain Finger with his physical strength?"

I looked at Sushi who still had a fierce look on his face. Mine own mistress, receiveth out from there! Thee has no chance against your creature! I feel that what Sushi says is true. To be honest, I have nothing against Erigor, especially with his body which is stretched. But if I don't fight, what will I do? I'll just let him hurt me and do what he wants. I can't agree with that. In the middle of my thoughts, Erigor suddenly attacked and it hit my stomach so I was thrown backward. I rolled around in the garden and I could feel that my arms were covered with wounds due to the slightly sharp leaves.