Jujutsu Kaisen Wattpad Novels & Stories

Nnaji shook his head, "this is not my battle and I don't want to have anything to do with your family issue," "They are not my family," Uche hissed before turning his attention to Ejima, "I will enjoy killing you this time." Ejima did not wait again. She swung her sword, aiming for his head. But like the previous times, he deflected the blow easily and pushed her back with his feet. "I will take everything from you," He glared and brought down his sword. Ejima tried to avert the attack, but the blow was too intense and she found herself struggling to keep her feet stable. Her bones were shaking, and the blister in her palms made her lose grip of her sword.

if I can recall his name is Seisaju he's one of the forth Strongest Kiyosaku. Seisaju : Well Shinjuku we're here. Shinjuku : Yessss Now let the games begin. S1 E10 "Life or Death"

The head of the Sunland Martial Arts Association, Okajima, looked grim. His beady eyes darted around, and he fidgeted uncomfortably in his suit as if it were covered in thorns. The phone in his hand was heated up like a hot potato and nearly out of battery.

"his teleportation is not done from ninjitsu techniques, it is something similar to gift, isekai immediately calculated as he calmed himself to flow with the surrounding not ready to miss the slightest disruption coming from the surrounding. bang! Isekai's wooden katana connected with the mans katana. you are good, i have to give it to you, you are really good, too bad you have to die today, isekai heard the mans voice. isekai readied his steps as he tightly got hold on to his wooden katana. bang! the wooden katana connected once again with the katana but this time, the katana cut through the wooden katana and almost reaching isekai Who immediately sidestepped, he has expected and calculated

“I knew you would come, my dear...” I see Alec approaching and pounce on me at full speed. I start by fighting him, using what I learned from Kung-fu. Some kicks and punches cause Alec to lose his balance. Then I run near the children and feel Alec attack me from behind. I use my jujutsu to defend myself and the children. I leave him on the ground while I transform again. Aika tells them. “Get on my back!”

“Of course, it is. Every battle no matter how big or small is a battle if it involves your life. Since it’s going to be his first it’s gonna be the toughest one based on who his opponent is.” Ayame looks at Akihiko’s derpy sleeping face and says- “Well, I think I should prepare something just in case the unexpected happens.” “Like what?” ask Yasuhiro and Seirei in unison. “I don’t know. Maybe a knife will do.” “Yeah. Maybe it would if you could use your prana.” “Is it something like aura?” “Close but not really.” “Care to explain it? Ritsu-san?” “Not yet… But your boyfriend here managed to touch the surface of prana in his body in a mere 6 hours.”

My legs don’t give out under me. Akio is on both knees, holding a finger under William’s nose. He quickly looks to Sensei, a little bit of relief in his voice. “Sore wa kare no byōkidesu.” Gojo Sensei nods, his face serious. “What’s going on?” I step forward again. It seems like my legs are too frozen to move at the pace I want them to. “What’s wrong with him?” My voice is rough, panicked. The dagger drops from my hand. “Akio, what the fuck is going on?”

They still plan to ask the Duke about her joining the rite of judgment but with the tense interaction that just happened, they thought to ask later when the duke has had time to cool off. Evy had managed to phase her way into three books in two days. Not productive at all as a lot of the text would fly over her head. But she tried. Understanding another form of knowledge is hard for someone like her. Though Evy did like the challenge it was a bit too much, at least for today she has Julius and Felius as well. “Would it be alright to ask about the rite of Judgement?” Evy asked her history tutor. Julius sensei seem perplexed on where this was coming from but did not object.

Gone. Before I could process the failure, he spun me, slamming my back gently against his chest. He didn't release me. His arm wrapped around my midsection, locking my right arm against my body. i struggled to free myself but i couldn't, I was completely trapped, my body pressed against his, helpless. “See?” he whispered, his mouth inches from my neck, his breath warm and dangerous. He wasn't teaching Jujutsu anymore; he was asserting ownership and power. “A weapon doesn’t make it fair if you don’t have the control.”

"Lucky for August, Prince Cayden is still the coach." "Yes, I wish I was in their position." Do you want us to change? I'd rather have someone else coach me than this jerk. Its behavior is even worse. "You will be using wooden swords," Cayden said and threw the wooden sword at us without a second thought. There is no way. Shall I banish it to Timbuktu? It's good and I managed to catch it somehow but my catch was not right. The person in front of me immediately formed. I don't know the proper form. Should I follow the Barbarians or Rurouni Kenshin? I can't make up my mind and suddenly the person in front of me attacks. Suddenly, my reflexes moved and I instinctively dodged its attack, but I a