Kokushibo Sword Novels & Stories

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

Kisona just stared at Vander and rushed to one again fight kuishinbos. Kuishinbos are really hard to deal with. They can be small or large or human size, but killing them would take some time since you can only hurt them using a sword specialized to kill them, called the ashsword. Materials used in creating ashsword comes from the ashes left by the kuishinbos when they are killed. The more ashes on your sword, the more effective it will be. Hurting kuishinbos is not enough. You need to find its core and destroy it before killing it totally. Different kuishinbos have different core locations, just looking for it is already hard but destroying is even harder.

I winked, walking out. I walked with my head held high from Mayu’s room, making a stop at mine. I smiled as I picked up my Kissaki-Moroha-Zukuri katana. It was specially made just for me and to my specifications. I had always loved the idea of a double-edged sword. It quickly became one of my favorites. I grabbed one more thing before I stormed my way to my father’s office. I knew it’s where he and that fucking bastard Rokurō would be.

Resting on his hip was a single, long Nodachi a curved greatsword. "You bring the filth of the crust into the heavens, Anomalies," the Shogun’s voice resonated, smooth and perfectly synthesized, echoing off the invisible atmospheric dome above them. "You shattered the Marianas with brute force. You cracked my floorboards with reckless momentum. But you cannot outrun precision."

The white-haired and white-browed young man had unsheathed his long sword. It was a strange long sword that was as clear as jade. One flank of the sword was the cutting edge, and the other flank was a sharp sawteeth-shaped edge. The blade was long and narrow, and it looked like a beam of silver light when it shook. Every time it shook, a beam of light shot out from it like a fierce tiger coming out of a box. Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!