Jujutsu Strolls Novels & Stories

It's difficult to stand in front of a crowd, carrying the weight of the nightmares I've endured. I despise the fact that he gave up his life for mine. I stood firmly on the grass, feeling the wind tousle my hair as I gracefully moved through the different stances. With each movement, I wielded the sword with precision and purpose. First, I positioned it to protect the front of my body; then, I held it high like a horn protruding from my head. Next, I swung the sword down to my hip, letting it hang casually in front of me. Finally, I brought it back up to my shoulder. Each stance seamlessly transitioned into either an attack or a defense.

I keep calm as I manage to get off his hurdle and I start strolling around the big compound far away from him. "Of Curse! And today we're to learn some fighting techniques!" he strolls around while straightening himself. He then shows me one or two moves and he askes me to repeat after him. I walk closer to him, not to closer thou, very eager to try the moves on his face. I send my fist to his faces with all my strength very prepared to hit him hard. "Weak!" He effortlessly clenches my fist without shaking an inch like I did nothing. This makes me more furious because I actually wanted to hurt him as he hurt me yesterday.

They were: | Fūton no Jutsu: Wind art Tenmon: Meteorology Karumijutsu: Body lightening art Hichojutsu: Jumping art Bōjutsu: Staff art Bajutsu: Horsemanship art Kyuba: Mounted archery Senseijutsu: Astrology Hitsuzendō: The way of the brush Seishinteki Kyōyō: Spiritual refinement Zanshin: Clear mental awareness Uranai: Divination Jyujutsu: Sorcery

"Let's hope this works." --- In the end, Charlotte pestered Camille so much that she finally agreed to go to the self-defence slash Jujutsu for beginners class in the hopes of getting some peace. Now, she found herself standing in a large studio inside the Ark with Charlotte as hazy sunlight filtered in from the large windows. The studio was a simple space with golden brown floorboards that peeked out from between the black mats that had been spread out, ready to receive thrown bodies. The walls were cream which gave the room a calming feel compared to the much more sterile and intimidating whites and chrome that made up the rest of the Ark’s interior. It was a room that relied on natural li

The night was long, and time passed by slowly. James took out the martial art manuals brought by Maxine and began to read them. Tobias had copied them from the Cadens’ library for him. There were three sets of martial techniques in total. The first one was called Flurry Steps; The second was Dominating Fist; The third was Cyclone Punch. James began to read the manuals attentively. Maxine opened her eyes when she realized James had not spoken for some time. She saw him reading the manuals and asked, “Which manuals did Grandpa give you?”

So desperate and pathetic. “Why do you think I invested in your small corporation? I thought you understood that. Don’t make me do something you’ll regret, Ryden. I have high hopes and plans for you and my daughter. Think again before you act. Use your brain and not your emotions.” I ran away before someone could see me. *** “Why do we have to use this stick?” Again, Ryden complained for the third time. “It’s called Kendo descended from Kenjutsu. You’re offending Ren.” I glared at him. “How will you go to a sword fight if you don’t know proper techniques, I can’t train with you if there’s a tendency of you cutting my head off.”

at least, not until Jun mastered the steps for their dance by dancing with their trainer. Kujou had insisted on taking a look at her foot. after deeming it to be okay, he announced that he still wasn't willing to risk her twisting her foot again while trying to keep up with Jun's hectic pace. so he insisted on teaching Jun his steps at the first half of their training time and then letting him practice them with Iori at the last half.

Jin just looked at them as if unaffected. Jin backed away to avoid the first one rushing at him while bowing to avoid the second.. He did the evasion and avoidance several times as if the fight was not serious. He was entertaining to watch at that moment .. "He was so good." Catrina thought. The disciple is almost as fast as Benjoe so it's difficult for the average person to follow their movements.

Koji said. Darz looks shaking. “And I guess, I'll give it a try right now!” Koji exclaimed running towards Darz. “Jurus Jitu: Memanggang Daging Panggang! (Ultimate Technique: Roasting a roast.)” Koji exclaimed slashing her with no mercy till her body turns into burning ashes. Koji then swings his sword to put out the flame and sheathes it. “What a troublesome opponent. I”m sure Alfi is fighting by now. Do your best, Alfi.” Koji said exhausted.

His muscles ripple beneath his tight-fitting shirt, evidence of years spent honing his craft. I watch his every move, studying his technique, trying to anticipate his next action. But he is an enigma, a formidable opponent who keeps his secrets well-guarded. With a swift motion, he lunges forward, his arms reaching out to grapple with mine. I brace myself, feeling the force of his impact reverberate through my body. Our intertwined limbs form a tangled dance, each move a calculated step in the intricate choreography of wrestling. The room echoes with the sounds of our efforts—a symphony of heavy breaths and grunts, the rhythmic thud of bodies hitting the mat.