Local Fighter Shinden Mga Nobela at Kwento

Looking at the creatures, Kirou found them similar to his mount, except that they were smaller and without the slight blood aura. At this point, all the main fighters, Navi, the brown-haired warrior, and the elf thief included, unsheathed their weapons and prepared for combat. Apart from them, both the shaman and the priest that have done barely anything during the whole journey equipped their totem and staff respectively. Kirou raised an eyebrow at this before taking a closer look at the targets, only to have a look of understanding form on his face for a moment before it returned to its impassive state.

I glanced between the two masked fighters and rolled my fingers on the desktop. "I can't decide between Ayden and Xavix, which one do you think I should fight?" Ashr grinned slightly and looked at the screen. Xavix is big like me and Ayden is smaller but Xavix has a gimp in his right knee. Ashr exhaled deeply and rubbed his chin in thought. "Pick Xavix, the king's been following him and I'll help you overcome his skill set," Ashr said firmly. I rolled my eyes, certain the only skills the fighter had were his size. Like Ashr they were both freakishly tall.

Nimue ~~ I wasn't expecting the fight to escalate as such. Jin Kisaragi, the embodiment of calmness, fighting fist-to-fist with that bloody troublemaker called Kieran was something I wasn't expecting. I remember Nadia telling me about the enmity between them but I wasn't expecting it to be this heaty. Hell, they fought like high school boys. One wouldn't have thought grown-up college guys could fight like teenagers in the school’s hallway.

They quickly helped Souichiro equip it. Though Souichiro was furious, he didn't lose his ability to think. He knew that if he were to fight with Harvey, he had to give him his all. Hence, he brought the Shindan Way's hereditary treasure with him. Harvey narrowed his eyes as he looked at Souichiro wearing the armor, and said, "Wearing a turtle shell gives you faith? Did the sky get any brighter? Did that make you braver?" "You…" When Souichiro heard what Harvey had to say, he shuddered in anger. He didn't say anything else and immediately stepped on the ground, the aura inside his body bursting forth.

Damian steps in front of me, blocking me from the creepy guy's view. “What do you want and who are you?” Damian yells. “Oh pardon me. My name is Fujin, Master of the Yashida Clan. The order of wind and air.” He bows. “And I believe you are wanted by Lord Raiden, Mr. Morningstar.” He smiles darkly. Yashida? Where have I heard of that name before? “I ain’t going anywhere unless you need me for something.” Damian says. “Please Mr. Morningstar, don’t make this more difficult than it has to.”

"Keep it steady!" I regained my footing between the bags, aimed, then took another two shots. One hit his upper arm, the other his shoulder, but he kept coming, unfazed by the gushing holes. I shifted my weight onto my other foot and grinned. I might not have stopped him, but the Thornblood dipped bullets had punctured him, binding shade and host to the same satisfying fate. I fired one last time, hitting him strait between his soulless eyes.

At first, Fang Wenzhou didn't notice the huge sensation, but later, the uproar was so loud that he was shocked and went out of the room. Fang Wenzhou, who had just left the private room, saw Shinichi Miyamoto rushing to the fourth floor with his men. Fang Wenzhou realized that something was wrong, so he quickly came up. However, as soon as they arrived at the fourth floor, they saw that Miyamoto Shinei was fighting Yang Xiao with a group of Japanese warriors. Who was Yang Xiao? He was the sharpest blade of Tianfu Country in history. Her codename was Death, walking on the international stage with the name of Mm. YIn..

The four of them replied with a smile in their eyes. On the other hand, Shin, a former fighter with tall and muscular stature, is in the middle of an investigation into a new case related to ACO. He was now in front of the building where the person he was following was inside. There was a man suspected by Shin, that man was also a fighter.

I groaned as I forced myself off my bed wishing for a moment of rest. " It seems General Matilda Cashew was ordered to take control of the new post that's deeper into Leighdal. Our batch is being taken over by Arena Fighter. " Walter informs me as he pats my back, draping his arm over my shoulders and dragging me along toward the gathering area. " Arena Fighter?!* Sigh* Why do those brutes always get the promotion. ..... how did this bozo get the job?" " Not sure.... but he goes by Shinigami, the Grim Reaper of Ralux. They said that no one can kill faster than him."

Zack shouted. And suddenly his underlings came out and rushed at us. I made a shuriken from ice and throw it to them! I turned the whole body of the other opponent to ice. I hit them with shuriken daggers and other weapons made of ice. Then I made a big circle out of ice and threw it to them. As the hours pass by we continue fighting them and we're already starting to get tired but until now they're numbers were not decreasing! Arrgghhh! F*ck! Seriously how many underlings does he have?