Imperial Fists Successor Chapters Novels & Stories

I said, "Only you would worship an imposter heir. Just wait. You'll see how far he'll fall when the truth comes out!" The words 'imposter heir' hit Zach like a nerve. He snapped, clawing and punching at me before yanking a stun baton from the bodyguard. "I'll kill you! I'll beat you to death!" he yelled. He swung the baton at me with everything he had without a second thought. I was held down by Jeanette, and I could not move, so I shut my eyes and braced for agony. However, the pain never came. Instead, I heard a panicked Jeanette say, "Autumn…"

Ethan caught up with me. “I’ll come home with you.” “No.” “What?” “Stay.” His brows pulled together. “I’m not staying here.” “Then leave when you want. I’m going home.” The elevator arrived. I stepped inside. Ethan put one hand between the doors. “Sera, please.” I looked down. That was when I saw it. Something silver was hanging from his fingers. A key. Not a hotel card. Not an office key. An apartment key with a small black tag attached.

thought all the knights, servants, and the queen as they looked at what was in front of them. note. : for the next chapter move to the latest El no. dragon martial arts emperor S2

You’ll drown in silence and secrets as the story unfolds through four arcs: ARC I — The Firebrand and the Crown (Ch. 1–75) → She infiltrates the empire of the man who killed her family. → He sees her. Spares her. Keeps her. → Obsession ignites, and so does the city. ARC II — The Ruin and the Ring (Ch. 76–150) → Enemies become allies. → Trust erodes. Desire deepens. → Betrayal explodes everything. ARC III — The Ghost and the Mirror (Ch. 151–225)

Seeing the attack, Philip murmured, “As expected of something with three heads and six arms.” As the powerful attack approached, Philip yelled, “Chimera God Fist.” With one punch, the energy in Philip's body seemed to be drained, and energy fluctuations filled the space. The huge fist shadow turned into a huge fire chimera, roaring in the space. The fire chimera loomed in the temple and rushed toward the six attacks. Rumble! After a loud noise, the temple returned to calm.

Hey guys, I apologize - I accidentally included some duplicate chapters in the last update. Sorry about that! I've fixed the issue in this version, so everything should flow correctly now. Thanks for your patience. ~J

Sweat drops rolled down my head softly and dropped to the ground and my fingers relentlessly battled with the keyboard, punching with no atkm of mercy left in me and my face was grim with confusion. At this point in my life, I've seen it all. Now I know why Lucian and Dimitri felt relief when they snapped someone's neck, when they spilled blood and to be honest, I want that feeling, all of it right now. The Bianchi empire was wiped out completely and Dimitri was the last heir to the empire, so searching for a kid now feels like digging up a grave that holds no answer. In frustration, I pounded my fist hard on the table and pulled away. Damnit!

Her movements were fluid, and controlled, just like they always were during practice. Fury gushed off her in waves. If she'd still been debating exile or submission, that hesitation was gone now. Another spy came at me. I ducked low, tackled him by the waist, and drove us both into the dirt. My fist connected with his jaw—once, twice—until his head lolled to the side. I stood fast, panting. Blood on my knuckles. Not mine. The council chamber crackled in the distance. The roof had begun to fall thanks to the fire.

They found out that the inner palace was in turmoil, fighting between rebels and the imperialist who was still loyal to the emperor throne broke out everywhere within the palace. They immediately charge through amidst the chaos and knock out anyone who obstructs their path down whether it’s the imperialist or the rebel. The swift and fierce fighting style of Xu Ji who has no qualms in breaking a bone or two on someone makes short work out of anyone who tries to obstruct them.

Master Fist Punch sneered "leave here? you want to escape, have a taste of my powerful fist first" A voice boomed "what kind of powerful fist?"