Kokushibo Sword Novels & Stories

Now that everything was ready, everyone got into position. Kirou's first opponent was the warrior. Equipped with a kite shield and a sword, the warrior stood before Kirou in a ready stance. Kirou said nothing as he took out a pair of knives from his inventory. While most of the group thought Kirou either lacked a better weapon to select or chose poorly, both Blade Warlord and Shiroa thought differently.

Exactly as seen earlier in the castle. The sword. “What does that one do?” I asked, pointing to it. “It drinks blood. For anyone it kills, their blood is stored in the blade. You would try to always have a clothing between you and the hilt” That did not sound more beneficial than fairy dust. “So how useful would it be to protect me?” With only a smile, “very” Time to close the deal. “I have one silver coin” playing with the coins against my fingers. “Make it three and we have a deal”

If you don't have any idea what Dildo is, then I recommend you to remain to know nothing about that. "It's Kabutowari (A small knife-shaped Jutte also known as helm splitter. It's believed that the Samurai in Foedal era used this weapon), you idiot!" GEM-B sweeps Alfi's leg that he falls on his knee and he is about to stab Alfi with that Dildo, eh I mean Kabutowari. Alfi swiftly rolls sidewards to evade that Dildo attack. "Hey, don't move around! You messed everything up." GEM-B sighed.

nothing could touch me either. Koen wiped the blood off his sword, the blue flames flickering out as he turned to face us. His eyes, sharp and unreadable, locked onto Cassius first—then me. Then, without hesitation, he lifted his sword and pointed it straight at Cassius. "Explain," Koen said, his voice firm, leaving no room for avoidance. His gaze flickered to me, demanding answers. "Anong mayroon sa inyong dalawa?" I stiffened, feeling the weight of the question settle over me. Cassius, on the other hand, remained utterly unfazed. He didn't flinch, didn't even glance at the blade inches from him.

"Come on, every single one of you. I've got this. And hey, if you manage to beat me, I'll give each of you a cool gift. Deal?" A chorus of excited squeals rang out as more than ten girls huddled up, whispering and plotting their next move like they were gearing up for a secret mission. With a casual flick of his wrist, Elio signaled for his weapon. The quick-stepping Yoshiko was right there, handing him a bamboo sword that was every bit as long and hefty as a katana but made for training. Gripping it firmly, he swung through the air, the blade cutting a whooshing sound that promised a challenge.

“This great man you speak of who knows the story of the Moon’s Sword, let us hear from him then.” There was confusion around the camp of people who had been paid to come here. There were a lot of murmuring but I could not hear what they were saying as I did not focus. My eyes were on Koa who looked – he looked a bit bored if we were being honest. His eyes were sunken and he had visibly lost weight but he did not look very interested in this case. “Very well then,” Cassius cleared his throat and then invited the man who was said to know the history of the sword having studied swords and history.

Prince Kazexian and Prince Kanzuka unleashed the power of their swords until a fiery light enveloped the sword, and were ready to exterminate anyone. Prince Kazexian attacked an army that wounded Prince Kanzuka with a flaming sword. The release was right on his body, but the cut did not seem to have any effect, not even the blood. Prince Kanzuka and Kazexian who saw this were shocked. It is not possible for them to fight any longer after seeing the weapons alone are not suitable for this rebel force. Prince Kanzuka and Kazexian also decided to retreat with their troops.

Sekora asked. “You will be able to recognize them by the symbols on the hilt, first there is the Tsunami sword recognizable by the wave, next is the Earth breaker sword represented by broken earth, next is the Shadow sword represented by a ghost, next is the Sun saber represented by a sun, next is the Phoenix Wing sword recognized by wings, next is the Speed sword represented by a rabbit and finally there is the Power sword represented by a bull.” D2 replied going back to the lighter tone of voice.

This was demonstrated by the Kendoka towards the students. The students are inside an enormous gym, divided in 3 columns for players who were about to play kendo, with basic or as for beginners. Kendo is a traditional Japanese martial Art, which descended from swordsmanship and uses bamboo swords that also called as ‘shinai’ and a protective armor that they called as ‘bogu’. The participants wear a traditional Japanese clothing navy blue in color; a jacket and hakama, a garment separated in the middle to form two wide trouser legs. Covered by the set of protectors, worn to protect the target areas on the head, arms and body. The head is protected by a stylish helmet with a metal grille to pr

a woman’s voice rasped into the room. Seeing the crux beast slowly closing the distance between them, Rex spotted a display case with a sword resting on a stand. It had a fancy pommel and hand guard that deemed the sword purely for decoration with an absurdly large fat blade, but he hoped with enough force he could still inflict enough pain onto the crux beast to make it think twice about attacking him.