Kenichi The Mightiest Disciple Novels & Stories

"Do you want to show that you're much stronger than the other disciples?" "I dare not!" Tida Lion was so scared that he knocked his head on the ground. Star Nelson's words almost scared him to death. Crape Myrtle Sect was strictly guarded. He was the weakest among the eight generations of disciples and was usually under the jurisdiction of the seventh generation. At this time, before the seventh generation of disciples came to see Star Nelson, he, an eighth generation disciple, came first. What did this mean? “Do you want to show that you, an eighth-generation disciple, are stronger than a seventh-generation disciple?

He didn't know that there was a disciple inside the house, he thought that it would be easier for him to get the daughter of God especially when she's living with ordinary humans, that was his thought. Disciples are known to be a soul from God's divinity, they are born from the hearts of the Dragon that's why they are able to fill their souls inside a vessel. He didn't know that the man named Mathias was no longer human, but a vessel. He was sure that the soul inside was from the God himself, it was powerful and his fire was totally red as blood. It doesn't make him fear though, since he has the ability to control every Darkrai. Even the Dragons in Grisaia are one of his soldiers, Gods will

"What's all those commotion, it's like an intruder just arrived" Kazuko thought as she stood up and surrounded herself with wind, after seeing Kenji land in front of the contestants. Once she arrived she saw Gildart and Kenji quarreling and then she heard what Kenji said, "Those two don't need this exam, they're already better than some rookies, plus, they completely annihilated all the beast in the hidden room. They should be applying to be apprentices not some rookie hunters"

“Kenzo Harusame is dead.” Through their binoculars, Holy Tiger’s sidekicks clearly witnessed Kenzo’s death. Their eyes were wide open in shock. Hailed as the rightful heir to the title of Sword Master, Kenzo had been killed by someone wielding Santoryu. “How is this possible? Tyr Summers is insane!” Initially, they felt confident in rescuing Holy Tiger, but after seeing what happened, fear and doubt came creeping in. “Even Kenzo could not defeat Tyr, who else in Japan can do so?” one of the duo exclaimed in utter despair.

He howled and told his backstory, “I’ll talk, I’ll talk. I’m an elder from Gokudo Soshiki, Kenji Miyagi, and am Ono Yohei’s master.” Ono Yohei? Alex thought for a moment before he finally remembered the name. Wasn’t that the guy with the bead that allowed him to have extremely high mental power? He hummed and then asked, “Why have you come to America? Did you come here to avenge your disciple?” Kenji had no desire for revenge anymore, he only gave a bitter smile without a sound.

It was rare and could only be harnessed by elemental, rare, and strong wolves who had ki and could beat the heat produced. The only person I knew that could harness such an element happened to be Alpha Ryu, and he hadn’t drawn out a sword ever since… “Please save me…” He groaned. I looked around, scanning the area to see if anyone had seen us. Just as I expected, they were all focused on Ryu. “You have to get me out of here before he kills me.” I couldn’t see anyone holding a sword, nor did I smell any danger. Madona, who had the negation artifact, definitely couldn’t be the one since I punished her for her treacherous tongue. Who then could make a Gamma such as Kyle scared to the bone?

The nine King-level disciples and the nine Emperor-level disciples could be said to be the most powerful eighteen disciples. However, many disciples had combat strength that was not inferior to theirs. For example, Sikong Jiuzhi's combat strength was enough to challenge an Emperor-level disciple. Moreover, there were too many ancient inheritances and treasures in the secret region, so it was not impossible for them to grow up quickly. This person was precisely like this. This person should possess a great opportunity. This was why he ended up becoming like this at this moment. "You... also hand over your treasures!" After taking away everything from the disciple, the man still insisted and s

" Isn't it weirder that he is a Version who doesn't have a grantee and isn't disposed of when he's replaced? Isn't that what Misaki normally does?" " Yeah! Your right!!!" " Which brings us to the conclusion?" "... Kaen is a Demigod and Hikaru is a fake?" " Very good! You're brighter than I thought!" I said as I pat his head like I'm praising a dog. " Oi! That's not nice!..... But I'll let it go for more head pats and praise." " Good boy! So smart and obedient!" I said as I pat his head some more, Manor nuzzled against me. Happy with the praise and head pats.

He was unable to understand what he was seeing. A lanky, young disciple in black from the Purple Spirit Sect sneered and said, "I've said that there wouldn't be a miracle. Don't pin any hope on an ordinary..." Before he could finish his words, Jin couldn't help but swing a punch at him. Then he roared, "Are you f*cking a human..." The lanky, young disciple in black slowly raised his hand to fend off Jin's blow. There was a great disparity in their strength.

I need a sounding board. Vampires are unable to produce children, so Nikka, a cat shifter, mothers the entire clan. She's amazing and I've seen her get between two fighting bears three times her size and put them in their place. She bows to no one and she is also the last person you want to be on the outs with. For such a gentle woman, she is fierce when push comes to shove.