John Cena Signature Move Novels & Stories

His right hand formed into a claw, and he made a direct attack on Harvey's face. The Eagle Claw Move. Harvey's expression was still as calm as he decided to use the same move against him. He extended his palm forward. Despite it being a gentle palm strike, the moment Janus' fingers connected with Harvey's palm, there was a loud thump. Janus' figure shuddered as he momentarily blacked out. He was then forced back dozens of steps away as he stumbled backward. At the same time, Janus could feel powerful energy beginning to grow within his body. The next moment, he tasted something like iron in his mouth as blood trickled from the edge of his lips.

He nodded and waved his arm to signal it. Clear Springs didn’t fully buy it. I saw their safety shift, but their front still looked like they were bracing for a run. We got set. Jackson under center this time. My knuckles dug into the turf. The stadium noise blurred into a dull roar. “Blue eighty! Blue eighty! Set—hut!” I fired off the line, popped my guy with a hard jab like we were running a sweep, then faded off him toward the flat. For one split second, no one was on me.

He then thrust his hips forward to counter the attacking chopping kick. Fortunately, Caleb was well-trained and did not fall even after stumbling a few steps back. He was now five to six meters away from Logan, so he dashed for Logan and sprang up again. His body was tilted in motion as he aimed his kick at Logan like an arrow, doing a Taekwondo flying kick. This was Caleb's best technique. It was his signature move in youth games, as it helped him score when it mattered. His opponents who were kicked usually needed some time out lying on the floor. He had even busted one of his opponents' headgear.

' Juwan moved his wrist: 'I'll give you one last chance to sign the contract when you know enough, otherwise don't blame me for being impolite. Cassie spat, 'Bah! You can't think of it! ' 'Okay, okay, in that case, so be it.' Juwan shook his head regretfully, waved his hand, and made several efforts to watch the great men wield sticks at them instantly! Seeing this posture surrounded on all sides, Javen can only retreat to slow down the impact, and at the same time keep Cassie behind him. With a bang, four sticks hit Javen's back at the same time. His face changed greatly and he spit out one mouthful blood.

Every movement was etched in her mind—clear, broken down, analyzed. The first, Kenji, was fast—maybe too fast. Japanese, shorter stature, lightning footwork, razor-sharp control. He struck before others even read the cue. Exceptional reflexes, and he understood one crucial thing: he wasn't the lead—he was the shadow behind it.

Three months later... Jensen’s POV “Well brother, are you ready for this?” Mike slapped my shoulder as he stood next to me at the altar. I nodded at him and smiled, but inside I was a nervous wreck. The wedding march started and my heart started to race as our friends and family stood. I couldn’t believe myself right now. Here I was, big macho Jensen Daniels falling to pieces at the thought of spending the rest of my life with the most amazing woman I have ever meet. Mike smacked my shoulder again and pointed, as I looked up I locked onto her eyes, and all the nerves faded away. She was absolutely glowing in her simple white dress. Her belly was big with our child and she still looked beauti

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I'm completely fed up and if Johnny is getting rid of me and won't send backup to help, I need to handle this myself. Using my body, I step into Mr. Deluxe Dimples, and in perfect textbook Self Defense 101, I grab his arm, tip my shoulder, and bend at the waist. Taking another step in, I twist and lean to the side sending Mr. Tall, Dark, and Airborne flying. The entire move takes less than two seconds. Before he makes a solid thump against the cheap carpet, I'm heading out the front door just daring the bouncers to stop me.

"Ready as I will ever be, let's do this, Cena." The first exchange of blows was fierce. I moved with agility, relying on my human form's speed and precision - those skills Douglas taught me in the forest. Cena lunged at me using his strength and ferocity to overpower me. I fell on the smooth grass on the floor, my muscles burning with exertion as I struggled to let go of Cena's grasp. In my struggle, something unexpected happened. A sudden surge of energy coursed through my veins, and the surrounding lights flickered and danced to my unspoken command.

Preferably while climaxing. Stupid camera. He wanted Gina, but not enough to give anyone a show. Whirling, he took a few short running steps, jumped and twirled in the air, his foot arcing and hitting the lens of the camera nestled in the corner of the wall. A sharp crack made him smile as he landed on his feet in a partial crouch, facing his woman. "What was that?" "I call that move the we-have-about-five-to-ten-minutes so get over here."