Ma Kensei Novels & Stories

“Gator, this is Nya,” Slate, the dragon king, said as Nya followed him over to where the others were training. The fellow in question, a ginormous man, only an inch or so shorter than Slate himself, with massive, bulging muscles, was dressed all in black, a similar outfit to the one Slate always wore, except there were no red accents. Gator eyed Nya for a moment, his eyes traveling from her head to her toes and then back again. He nodded, his dark, shoulder-length hair swaying slightly with the movement of his head. “Nya?” he questioned.

When my opponent faints, in less than 6 seconds, I drop his body to the ground and look at the fascinated head warrior. Well, I see you've had good teachers. Who trained you, and where did you learn that? I've been training with the leaders of the River Ash Pack since I was six years old. They trained me and the Alpha's son together. This blow I just did, I learned from a Portuguese werewolf I met. He called it "Mataleão," which means "lion kill." - You have to explain that blow to us. - It will be my pleasure. - I answered him.

Piper could sense what was going to happen next. She let out a silent sob and shook her head, “Please, Kai – don’t.” She begged, but it fell deaf on Kai’s ears as he paid no attention to the crying woman in the room. “Really? Umm, do you have Jujutsu Kaisen?” Benji asked exhilaratingly. A ghost of a smile could be seen on Kai’s stern face as he nodded his head, “I do. I have the Deluxe Volume,” He replied. “Would you like to see them? I have more comics and manga at my house.” He added.

“But that’s not what I’m trying-“ “I mean, if you really want me to call you Sensei that badly, then I guess I have no choice.” “Please- wait, are you finally going to show at least a bit more respect than Rai does?” “Sure.” Tamashi’s response was accompanied by an expression of deceit. “‘Jiji-sensei.’” —— Savior: Original Story by OneSevenEight Episode: Framed Perspective - Part 18 —— “Oh wow Bri, your snacks are so good! MMM!” Max observed in disgust as Kaze stuffed her face with an assortment of sweet snacks. “I didn’t know there was a Seishin that was such a pig. And what worries me the most is where all that food goes once you disappear back into Bri’s mind.”

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He howled and told his backstory, “I’ll talk, I’ll talk. I’m an elder from Gokudo Soshiki, Kenji Miyagi, and am Ono Yohei’s master.” Ono Yohei? Alex thought for a moment before he finally remembered the name. Wasn’t that the guy with the bead that allowed him to have extremely high mental power? He hummed and then asked, “Why have you come to America? Did you come here to avenge your disciple?” Kenji had no desire for revenge anymore, he only gave a bitter smile without a sound.

Makoto felt ashamed when he saw the old man. “Master Takei!” Carol also quickly went forward to greet him, a joyful expression on her face. Both Makoto and Carol appeared to be slightly at ease at this moment. It was as if everything could be settled as long as this old man was there. Apparently, this was Chief Takei. H was the head of the Takei family, the Elder of the Shinkage Way, and also a great master standing at the pinnacle of the King of Arms—Maki Takei. Moreover, it was said that he was only a step away from becoming the true God of War. Also ,he had ultimate moves that allowed him to draw out enough strength to parallel an actual God of War.

Hayashi shook his head again, but this time with a concerned expression. Because he already knew, Kenji lowered his head. But he had hoped that Hayashi would give him some enlightenment. “Did she still believe her parents died in an accident?” Hayashi observed Kenji's response, a nod that grew more subdued as it contradicted the truth. Akiko’s parents didn’t die in an accident. Note : **Sensei: a term of respect used to address someone due to their esteemed position. The title "sensei" is usually given to individuals who pursue professions requiring specialized knowledge, such as members of parliament, doctors, lawyers, artists, musicians, manga creators, critics, and teachers.

K•E•L•S•I:::: I used all my will power to focus my attention on the teacher as i overheard soft mumurs from every corner. "Ah! There you are, can you please tell me and the class your name? He encouraged. "My name is Kelsi Itohan" I tried to be audible as I could. "I'm a new student here" my voice slightly shaking. He nodded "Welcome, Kelsi the teacher replied with a smile that soothe my feeling.

That was just too simple, no? "I can’t believe you’re actually a Grade SSS Gene martial artist!" Kai stared fixedly at Lucas and said in a deep voice. The beam that Lucas had shot out of his eyes was golden in color; the color belonged exclusively to Grade SSS Gene martial artists. Kai was from the Fighters' Alliance headquarters, thus he was still pretty well-informed. "Even if you are a Grade SSS Gene martial artist, you stand no chance of winning being faced with two Rank 7s," Kai continued.