Kenichi The Mightiest Disciple Masters Novels & Stories

Riswan, in particular, looked at Kezia with pride shining in his eyes, as though he had already seen her become his future wife. "Lian, just call out your strongest disciple. At this rate, it'll take too long if Eriko has to beat them one by one," Hengky said mockingly. Lian's expression turned ugly. Nilam was the strongest disciple he had taught, yet even he had been defeated by Eriko. Who else could possibly fight him? "Calm down. There's no need to rush. I'll definitely make you fly out of here!" Lian snorted coldly. Even with his words, he refused to admit defeat.

The CEO stood and announced solemnly, "Rex not only saved the company in its time of crisis, but also demonstrated extraordinary technical strength. By decision of the board, he is hereby appointed Chief Technology Officer, reporting directly to me." Applause thundered through the hall. "Furthermore, Rex will lead our elite team to compete in the International Artificial Intelligence Competition in abroad next month and bring honor to our company!" I raised my glass and looked around. Those who once ordered me around were now either disgraced or fawning. And I had earned genuine respect with nothing but real skill. On my way home, I received a text from an unfamiliar number: [Rex, this is Ja

Autumn might not be able to intervene too. Sieg found his confidence again. Kaze looked at him annoyedly. “Give him another call. Tell him that I don’t welcome Ryokanians. “He can’t leave once he steps into Perfect World Group.” “Can’t leave? Hahaha!” Sieg burst out laughing. “Who do you think you are, Kaze? The God of War? “Do you know that Mr. Kailan is a true master from Ryokan? “He once battled it out with the God of War and came out of the battlefield alive.

Just when I thought I was winning, Xavier pushed me back harder till I landed on the ground heating my head. Nyx winced in pain blood sizzling down. *You think you are strong huh?” His voice was loud in my head. I growled as his claws scratched my fur. Nyx snared in pain trying to fight back but his grip was tight. “You are no Enigma… Once an Omega always an Omega, don’t you ever forget that.” His canines sunk into my throat, Nyx howling in pain as everything started fading. "Sage..." I whispered as though I could feel him but couldn’t tell.

She Anita grabbed Jasmine’s hand, yanking her backward. “I’m talking to you,” she snapped. Jasmine turned slowly, her expression calm but sharp. “Do you have a mental disorder?” The words hit Anita like a slap. Her mouth fell open slightly as she stared, shocked. “How dare you?” she spat. “Let go of my hand,” Jasmine said, voice cold and firm. Anita looked down, then slowly dropped her hand, still fuming. Jasmine took a small step forward. Her eyes didn’t waver. “Now,” she said under her breath, “if you have any damn question, go to your fucking master and ask him.”

Eugene tried to come up with an explanation even he himself had no idea how did it happen in the first place. "But is the blood contract really capable of such a feat? I never heard of a warlock establishing that kind of connection with his apprentice before." "Well, I must say perhaps it was because you have not yet lived that long the same as I did." "Why master, have you heard of a similar incident on the past???" Jorah was already starting to get convinced with his master's argument. But when he heard the other party's answer to his question, he almost wanted to give his master an eye roll that he only deserved

"I have no guarantee to that but as you know, my father has already retired as the CEO and I've already replaced him. Every other thing would fall on place with time" "Time, something that I most likely, do not have" Kenzie snorted, telling herself that she had to find a good lawyer who would be able to go against the Mus if they came down to blows. Her expression relaxed as she collected a pen from him, appending her name to the contract. She handed him the pen and extended her hand for a handshake, "Happy Cooperation, Young Master Mu" "Happy Cooperation Lu Xinya" The both of them silently sized each other up for sometime before they let go. Turning around they both walked back into the hou

Rose blankly nodded at him. He smirked internally as he thought of one possible way of scaring her and he did. He grabbed her arms roughly jerking her body near him. Her arms touched his chest but her eyes didn’t show any fear or nervousness. She was blank. It was almost like she felt nothing. This angered as well as frustrated him. “Whenever I say something I want a verbal answer. Understood.” Rose blinked nodding her head. “I understand Master.” She mumbled and her voice. Damn that cold voice. He felt weird pleasure in his body hearing her voice even though her tone was cold as ice but the way she called him master he loved it.

Due to that, Misaki thought she had miscarried since the baby and the dragon were gone when she woke up 1 year later but turns out she didn't and Hikaru pops up decades later. Now that I think about it that tale is too weird, maybe some of the details were lost in between. But I doubt that Master Kaen would do anything like that! He is a man of principle, not to mention he is The Silver Dragon! The only creation of Givendale! Misaki looks up to Givendale like a student to a Master. Which is why she goes to such lengths to keep the peace of the gods and the balance of the world.

After five years of being forcibly institutionalized in a mental hospital by my parents for “rehabilitation,” I awakened the “Slap System” skill. One slap, a million dollars deposited into my account. Another slap, my combat power skyrocketed. Just as I was thoroughly enjoying my slapping spree and preparing to leap over the asylum walls to break free, my parents suddenly arrived to take me home. The moment I stepped through the front door, I saw my adopted brother Atticus Hawthorne, eyes reddened, holding my fiancée, Cassandra Vaughn, in his arms. Meanwhile, my real brother Roman Montgomery was locked in a dog cage, bitten and torn by vicious hounds, covered in wounds, and breathing his