John Cena Signature Move Novels & Stories

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.

he stutter "You can call me Miss Jennifer. This is a Pilate move people, try doing it with some grace"she clapped her hands hard showing her students the move " Marcus join the 3rd row". She ordered. He squeezed himself through the class swinging to and fro to avoid getting hit till he got to the 3rd row. "Lunges people.. let's go..1..2"

I observe the movement of the zombie at the back and wait for the moment where it looks at the back not even a wink can stop my focus, seconds by seconds and the zombie is slowly moving and it turns back! without wasting a moment I suddenly move forward to the horde but *rrrooaarr!!!* there is a zombie in front of me!!! I didn't notice it due to I was too focused on the back zombie "I can't stop my momentum now!!!"- John Carl

She sat there without lifting her head and stared at the LCD screen on the table. She was waiting for the individual to go forward and show up on the screen as she made an effort to relax. Jennifer's tone was the same as that of the staff when she said, "Start stripping." It was flawless, orderly, and serene! The individual before her did not move a bit. She scowled and nudged him to move. The man remained still, so Jenna pushed him once more. "What is it going to be? timid? It will only take a moment."

She had never watched any expert moved as swiftly as that, nonetheless, she wanted her gone and forgotten. Diana instantaneously moved over to the lackey's back side, preparing to perform the famous wrestlers randy keith orton technique. She swiftly moved her hands upward and grabbed the lackey's head. His body locked in space by Diana. The lackey didn't have the chance to react before he felt an enormous force dragging him down like a speed of light, his face landed heavily on floor that his neck got into a peculiar angle. He lay motionless at that instant, unable to move any part of him.

This guy is using magic to make him stronger and inflict pain on his opponents. Suddenly it is like he has renewed power, his knee is perfectly healed up. He delivers that left hook, with so much force, that Ashton's head snaps back and he is knocked out. Justin doesn't stop there, no, he had to end with his signature move. He picks Ashton up, and slams him back down on his back. And the referee starts the ten-count. No 'oooh' was heard from the crowd. Instead…. Utter silence. "Nine…. Ten",and a whistle blows, drawing me back to my surroundings.

The first part was his method of punching, and the second part was his movement. His punches were strong and speedy like that of a professional boxer. He was extremely fast, and all his punches were forceful as well as overpowering! If anyone was punched by his huge fist, their bones would be broken. His movement was even more particular. Jones’ signature was known as “Ghost Moves” because he would move in an erratic and untraceable manner. Nobody could predict the rhythm, speed, and direction of his movement. If his rivals did not pay attention, he would suddenly appear in front of them.