Kokushibo Breathing Style Novels & Stories

“Cole, I know you just met me so there is no trust but I need you to follow my directions exactly. I’m going to coach you through a breathing technique that will help you to relax. As you relax you will feel me easing up on your arms.” I nod my head, agreeing to his offer as I’m completely lost and out of control. “First I want you to take a quick but deep breath in then just as quickly push it out. Just throw it away. I want three of these. Then I’ll move to three much slower ones. Ready.” I nod to show I understand his instructions. “All right, in quick, now throw it away.” I follow his lead and take a quick sharp breath before letting it out almost as quickly. It’s as I’m breathing in on

one of the instructors commented. "That form, could it be... The Earth-Crushing Technique?!!!" Another instructor shouted in surprise. "Hoy, hoy, hoy... wasn't that skill supposed to be hard to execute. Did he learn it in advance?" An instructor wearing a robe and a straw hat plus a piece of a tree branch in his mouth said in surprise upon seeing Kiko's stance. "Fufufu, that kid is quite amusing," the female instructor said. "Mina, look, look at that guy using a powerful skill. And he's quite handsome too," Kesha said to her best friend.

Nanako subconsciously said, “I saw it on television before. It seems that one can speak with one’s abdomen, right?” Rosalie said, “It’s similar. In fact, it is a special pronunciation technique, but this technique is very different from the way ordinary people speak. You have to adjust your breathing through your abdomen, which is similar to martial arts training. Ordinary people feel that it’s strange when they see ventriloquism because they don’t understand how people can make sounds using their abdomen. Moreover, if there is no one to teach the technique and you have to rely on yourself to figure it out, perhaps not even one out of ten thousand people may be able to figure out the true se

Coupled with the fact that he was extremely nice and kind, it was no wonder he was a target of bullying in the outer sect. It seemed like the Boss had figured out it would be good to have him follow Qing Wu You around so that a bit of his wisdom would rub off on him. Even if not, at the very least, Ye Zhihao would not be mistreated with Qing Wu You and Xiao Ku around to support him. Ye Zhihao suddenly straightened his back and started circulating qi inside his body. “Uhh, the deacon simply called this technique the Basic Meditation Technique which is a special breathing exercise where you gather qi and compress it inside your body like this…”

Control the current, Baraka mentally commanded himself, closing his eyes. He didn't pull on the Star-Code’s volatile, explosive power. He relied on the foundational breathing techniques of martial arts—Ibuki breathing. He inhaled sharply through his nose, drawing oxygen deep into his diaphragm, and exhaled with a short, controlled hiss. He visualized the faint, baseline violet energy in his blood not as a fire, but as a gentle, soothing stream, directing it explicitly to the damaged nerve endings in his legs. His boot lifted two inches off the stone floor.

Somehow, Kuroyuki's eyes looked up for a split second. "…A little." She answered after blinking twice. She's humble than I thought. Kuroyuki then switched to a fighting right-grip. "A Kumi Kata (組み方)…? It's Judo (柔道)?" "………………" Kuroyuki then switched her stance without replying. A standing technique— tachi waza (立技). Back stance— dwi-kubi (뒷굽이). Horse stance (马步) with her fists on the side of her chest, pigeon-toed.

[Yusuke] Then dont shoot then. "Yusuke" takes out his knife and started to charge at "Shinjuku". "Shinjuku" stands there and was anticipating his every move "Yusuke" was slashing at him in Vertical angles "Shinjuku" started weaving left and right then "Yusuke" try to use a basic maneuver then took his knife and slashes at "Shinjuku" Horizontally then "Shinjuku" jumps back quickly then raises his hand getting ready to release a energy wave at "Yusuke".

"Feel the power inside you. It's there, buzzing just beneath your skin." "It's terrifying." "Power always is but fear makes you lose control. So we breathe through it." My thumbs press gently at the base of her neck. "In through your nose, slow, hold for three counts, out through your mouth." She tries and it's shaky at first. "Again. Find the rhythm." She breathes once, twice, three times. The glow around her hands dims slightly. "Good. You're already learning." "It doesn't feel like learning. It feels like drowning."

Abijah's ◇, Tank's ♤ POV The ◇ represents Abijah's POV, as the ♤ represents Tank's POV please enjoy! ------◇------ "OMG YOU'RE WHAT!?" I shrieked and they all chuckled at me. Toya patted my right arm lightly saying, "Gurl, you'll get used to being spoiled eventually." I don't know about that but I never thought I'd meet actual billionaires one day! When we were done eating we laid down on the tables for our massages. The masseuse asks me, "Do you get nervous and tense up alot?" Umm yeah, don't we all. "Yeah I do, why?" I ask curiously. "Because your shoulders are really tight. And the space between your shoulders also has lots of stress or tension knots. You need to learn how to relax more.

Kenji circled, slow predator, jet hair slicked, ruthless, dragon tattoo peeking, collar-open gi, porcelain skin sheened with faint exertion. "Breathe into the draw," he murmured, gravel-velvet low, positioning behind—chest brushing my back, heat-jarring, scarred jaw grazing asymmetrical bob. His hands overlaid mine on the hilt, porcelain fingers guiding steel whisper-pull, bodies aligning forms intimate. "Speed is surrender. Precision claims." Bokken flashed arc perfect, my strike slicing air hiss, mahogany arm extending unyielding. He pressed closer fraction, hips nestling mine deliberately, breath hot lobe. "Again."