Martial Art Novels & Stories

she suggested him. Arjun remembered the story he heard earlier, he asked her "So do I have to go to mom's grandparents' village to learn martial arts?" Maansaa smiled and shook her head "Not exactly that village, but that's a neighboring small town, that state is famous for it Kalari, it is Indian martial art and fighting system, that originated in Kerala and practiced by warriors of Kerala. Kalari is called 'The Mother of all Martial Arts ' and you have to learn this..."

We are here in a forest. Clarkson taught me different moves and techniques that I can surely used to defend my self from those attackers or werewolves, like Martial sports, such as boxing, kickboxing, Muay Thai, savate, shoot boxing, Sanshou, grappling, judo, Brazilian jiu-jitsu , Sambo. I'm so amazed how he teach me those. Every moves of him actually made me falling in love with him.

“Starting from the tachi waza (立技)… that’d be Aikido (合気道), then Taekwondo (跆拳道), Wing Chun (咏春), Tai Chi (太极), Bā Guà Zhǎng (八卦掌), Xìng Yì Quán (形意拳), Muay, Boxing, Capoeira, Wrestling…” "…And the last two?" "Your right grip is more solid compared to your left grip Judo… if there's another martial art similar to that, then it'd be Sambo." I said. "As for the spin… I really had no idea." "…A pity," Kuroyuki replied. "…You would've gotten a perfect score." To be honest, I don't really care about that. I know I've seen that spin somewhere… it wasn't just a simple spin— it was meant to dodge your opponent's strike while countering it by twisting their limbs to lo

I looked at the target and was even more amazed to see the weapons lined up down there. "Nice." I commented. I floated the shuriken and daggers and put them back in the bag. Then I disappeared the target. "You know arnis right?" I asked her. (It is a martial art characterized by the use of “swinging and twirling movements, accompanied by striking, thrusting and parrying techniques for defense and offense.” Having been handed down from generation to generation for centuries, the discipline hones the skill, speed, accuracy and agility of its practitioners.) "Yes of course! You’re talking to the student with the highest garde in P>E> because of arnis." She was st

one of them tries to guess. “Me? I don’t know you,” I say and another one says the same thing. “Have you ever been in martial arts?” one of them ask. “Martial arts? Yeah! I was in Karate in school and have won several gold medals and I am already the Don of it,” I say.

After freshening up, they joined Abhi and Sashi for breakfast, the air tinged with excitement for the day ahead. Their destination was a renowned martial arts school nearby, where skilled practitioners honed their craft with precision and grace. As they arrived, the sounds of training filled the air, the rhythmic movements of martial artists a mesmerizing sight to behold. The school's courtyard bustled with activity, students practicing various forms of martial arts under the guidance of seasoned instructors. Rajeev, Gowthami, Abhi, and Sashi watched in awe as the practitioners showcased their agi

"I—God, Amelia, I’ve never reacted like that. Ever." I raised an eyebrow. "Really? Because you threw punches like it was your part-time job." He winced and nodded. "I know. Believe me, I know." He pressed a hand to his forehead. "A huge part of martial arts is non-violence. Control. Discipline. We’re trained to redirect urges, not act on them. To hold energy, not… weaponize it." "I see." My voice was cool. "Well, your energy and intention tonight seemed laser-focused on hurting Rowan."

"If I'm not mistaken, you two are martial arts practitioners, right?" "My name is Samuel Kingsley. May I know your names?" Howard glanced at him and replied, "Not bad! You're half a foot into the martial master level, and you should be considered a top figure in Mendorra." Those well-versed in martial arts were undoubtedly no ordinary individuals. The martial arts path ranged from the lowest level of an apprentice, advancing to a warrior, then a martial master, followed by a martial general, and even a martial god. The path of martial arts was endless, always reachi

Patrick’s gaze registers fear and panic before he quickly masks them. “Did my brother forget to tell you that I am practicing martial arts? Getting a bruise is common.” Look at this sweet and adorable little child trying to fool me. “I agree. Getting a bruise is common for beginners practicing martial arts, but what I’m wondering is why is the bruise under your wrist? Kendo is a martial art that has four hitting spots—the head, neck, wrist, and stomach.” I counted them off slowly with my fingers, making sure that he understood where I was getting at. “The bruise is under your wrist, which is a spo

“We’re from the Martial Arts Alliance!” The middle-aged man showed a badge with an icy look. The words “Martial Arts” were written on it. “Martial Arts Alliance? Never heard of you before,” replied Harvey casually. “Then, you’re not well informed then! “The Martial Arts Alliance is an abbreviation of the sacred martial art training grounds’ alliance! “Our duty is to protect the rules of martial arts and its order!”