Kung Fu Fighting Novels & Stories

I started practicing, copying what I was seeing everyone around me doing. I knew how to fight. I had just never done it in a professional capacity. Watching fights in the past, I had been able to observe their techniques on how to block and when to strike. I was excited. As I slammed my fist into the punching bag, each hit made me feel a bit better.

Afgan was struggling because he was holding Adelia. “You can stop right now, or you'll regret it,” Afgan said, his face turning red. “We won't be afraid of you. You both have to pay for what you did earlier.” The man said as he held his cheek, which was still sore from the blow from Afgan earlier. “Attack!” he ordered a group of his friends, most of whom had body tattoos and studio faces. The fight scene began. Afgan took on several men with his well-trained martial arts skills. Punches and kicks were exchanged between them.

That's when steph ran up to me, grabbed me by my shoulders, and shook me gently. "Did you just say spar?? Can you fight? What fighting styles?" He was practically jumping up and down. I laughed. "Yes, I said spar. I know quite a few styles. I'm actually a black belt in Karate, Jujutsu, and Kung fu. I recently started boxing and Muy Thai about two years ago. I couldn't really get far in those since I was taking care of my mom more during that time. I wanted to learn MMA but never got around to it."

' Lao scratched his chin with his index finger. "The punches are fine, obviously need some work though. The kick had terrible form, but that's okay for now. I would recommend CQC, it seems like your build is more well suited for it." Elijah was interested in what Lao had to say. 'They teach CQC in this world? I shouldn't be surprised. If they know about our military advancements surely there would be people teaching "human" fighting styles.' "You know CQC?" "That, boxing, muay Thai, kung fu, jiu-jitsu, Shaolin taichi, taekwondo, and karate," Lao said matter of factly.

“Who did you call runts just now?” “I…” The foreign actor felt himself going numb at the smirking face of Zayn. He was half an action movie star and had trained in mixed martial arts, judo, wrestling, and similar arts. Therefore, he knew how powerful one must be in order to throw two strong men of over 220 pounds each barreling through the air. Gulp!

Prince Kazexian and Prince Kanzuka held a small match with the martial arts at their disposal. Doing little games like finger fighting. Yes they pitted their fingers by uniting their opponent's fingers and exerting their inner strength. People who feel pain will lose. Yes, stick fingers together and release inner energy. If the energy in each other is brought together, then gives the desire or order to attack each other, then the weak will be thrown away. Yes, that is the effect.

she asked innocently. “I don't know what the exact name of the game is, I guess, it's kickboxing,” I explained. “Kickboxing…. What's the meaning of that?” I didn't know how to explain her question, so I ordered Lie to explain to Oba what kickboxing means. “Kickboxing, also known as sport karate, is a full contact sport that combines the first blows of boxing with various forms of kneeing or kicking with the feet. It is a standing sport; a match ends when one of the two fighters falls or is knocked to the ground. Kickboxing is also defined as a martial art or a combat sport. Women or men may be kickboxing,” Lie explained to her.

“Okay. Ivy, I need you to stay open-minded about what I’m going to tell you, alright?” “Okay.” I agree with no hesitation. “I’m an underground fighter. – I frown in confusion at this, so Lia clarifies – I fight illegally for money.” I gape at her in shock for about… 3 seconds before jumping in excitement. “OH GOD! THAT’S HOW YOU FIGHT SO WELL! THAT’S SO COOL!!! Can you teach me how to fight? What’s your style? Boxing? Judo? Muay Thai? Kung Fu? Karate? Can I see you fight? Please, can I see?” I jump like a kid on a high then give her my best pleading look – the irresistible puppy eyes.

When I turned back I was faced to face with Blake who held a small amused look on his face. "I didn't know I was friends with a self-defence gym instructor." He says, and I smile out of spite. Self-defence hmm? How funny would it be if he knew that from the age of fourteen to seventeen I did Karate, Aikido, and MMA all for one year each aside from my street fighting under the instruction of Xavier who thought it was the best way for me to gain skills to kill quickly. This was more than self-defence. It was striking to murder.

Killing intent shot out of Piao Xiuxian's eyes. "You dare to humiliate my young master. Boy, hand over your life!" A group of South Korea's ancient taekwondo experts rushed toward Yang Xiao. They were all fierce and wanted to tear Yang Xiao to pieces. Glancing at the group of ancient taekwondo masters in front of her, Yang Xiao said coldly, "Really? Now I'll let you know what Chinese kungfu is." "Wing Spring Fist!" As soon as one of them pounced on her, Yang Xiao suddenly struck. As her fist fell, his body fell heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken line. "Eight Trigram Palm!"