Legend Of Swordsman Novels & Stories

COME FORTH HOLY SWORD COVENANT! *A white-blue striped colored swords comes out at Elaine's hands* Haha, haha! So that's why you called the sword saint, then let me show you mine as will, COME FORTH SWORD AT THE THRONE OF THE GOD OF ZERONITY I CALL UPON YOU THE GOD OF ZERONITY TO COME TO ME AND LET ME USE YOU HEAVENLY GOD SWORD EXDILDURAL! *Then a white-golden cloud appeared out of nowhere there the sword exdildural come out at the clouds and going towards taso's direction then taso grabs the sword and taso said*

Then suddenly I remembered what my father said when he gave me the sword. "My dear, always remember that this sword is special because it came from the Greek god Ares who is the God Of War. He made this sword himself" father said "But father, it looks like an ordinary sword. How can it be special aside from the God of War Ares is the one who gave and made it?" I asked "Just concentrate and think about what you want and it will be the thing you wanted it to become," father answered Right! That's it! Now I understand that! I immediately raised my sword and closed my eyes and concentrated.

Next day at Tryus kingdom... They prepare for the war that will bring total control over all kingdoms. "Bring more knights from other conquered kingdoms and station them in ambush mode,"the king said to the commander. "Take!"the king said, giving his officials;the warlords and commander glowing swords. "The swords have unimaginable abilities ,they are the only swords that can penetrate the armor of the Persia king and his officials,"the king explained to them. "Now ,be prepared, Persia kingdom will cease to exist as from today,"the king said with an evil laugh.

Then he grabbed a belt another soldier was holding and unsheathed a longsword. Scarlett had never seen one close up, but she knew its name. Most of the women in Karai used smaller swords, poleaxes, axes, or lances. But a sword was just a piece of metal. The wielder had to know how to use it in order for it to be effective. “And what is your name, Mr.?” “Humbert,” he said, giving a small bow. “Fire… or magic tricks of any sort aren’t allowed.” “I won’t need any magic,” said Scarlett, smiling.

Storm took his hand in a handshake and…. “Mother fucker!!!,” The man shouted, snapping his palm away from Storm’s hold eyes wide. Mother fucker indeed. She stared at her palm, still tingling from the painful zap she had felt from Blue’s touch and suddenly she was propelled down memory lane, just about twenty-four hours ago when she had felt this same thing. In the Alpha’s room, while he was sitting bare-chested staring up at her with cold eyes as she explained how her herbs could heal his wounds instantly.

“Welcome to this class. My name is Lucas, and I’ll be your instructor for today. Before we begin, I want to remind you all that the purpose of this class is to teach you how to protect yourself in dangerous situations. It’s not about brute strength or aggression, but rather using your body and mind to outsmart your opponent and escape unharmed. Now, let’s get started.” Enora listened intently as Lucas explained the fundamentals of self-defense, his words resonating with her on a deeper level. She had always been fascinated by martial arts and combat techniques, but she had never had the opportunity to learn them properly. Now, with Lucas as her instructor, she felt a surge of excitement and

"I meant to say that I wish to acquire items for my inventory." The shopkeeper nodded understandingly. "Do you have a suit?" he inquired, delving deeper into Keagan's needs. "No," Keagan confessed. "I am without weapons as well. That's why I've come here—to purchase the necessary tools." Recognizing Keagan's eagerness, the shopkeeper accessed a dashboard, swiftly inputting a series of squiggles that materialized into a holographic display. A vibrant array of suits and weapons materialized before them, each item meticulously crafted to cater to the needs of burgeoning heroes.

"Your leg technique is good, but you need to hone your weapon skills. When the time comes to face a real enemy, you can't always rely on bare hands. "This sword is called Obsidian Dragon. It weighs 18 pounds but is incredibly sharp, and it's able to slice through iron like mud. If you want to master your swordsmanship, you'll need to enhance your inner force. Naturally, I'll teach you all about inner force cultivation." As the heavy sword landed in Alistair's hands, he could hardly believe his luck. He had certainly heard of the Obsidian Dragon sword before. It was forged by the legendary blacksmith, Hellbreaker. Many had tried to purchase it for a hefty sum but had ultimately failed.

My eyes were on the small pair of thin like swords that will allow for throwing and at the same time for sword combats, I have been drawn to those blades since I set my sights on them, there was something about them that felt familiar, like they were meant to be mine. “Themis, you see anything you like.” Orel said behind me as I gave a little jump, I was so lost staring at the twin swords that I didn’t noticed that they have stopped their arguments since or from the way Lord Cale was staring at me, I feel like they were asking for my opinion. “Nothing.” I lied as I removed my eyes from the blades. “My wife eyes jewelries the way you eye those blades, you wish they were yours right?” Lord Cal

XII The samurai walked down the path. Olgierd looked at him. That man was strange. His hair was strangely placed on the top of his head. He carried two swords, the long one was on his back while the normal one was around his waist. Both of the swords were made in the same pattern. The long was twice the size of the normal one. Olgierd betted that the samurai's second sword was lighter than his. The shape and the curve meant that the sword-man was extremely fast. He heard stories about them, unlike most people, Olgierd believed in stories.