Novel & Cerita Martial Arts

“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!”

“Is it true that all Chinese can fight, my daddy once said that they can.” I rub her hair and place my hand on her shoulder, “Fighting isn’t in here…” I point to her hands, “It’s in here,” I place my hand on her chest, "Most human can fight, but it depends how fast your mind speaks to your fist. And of course, a number of Chinese knows k****u, but over the years we’ve adopt other martial arts like Karate from Korea, Samurai sword fight from Japan, Taekwondo from the Korea, jiujitsu form Shangai, Taichi k****u from China, Capoeira and Vale-tudo from Brazil, also Kendo from Japan.”

Hug his neck tightly. "Ouch...what are you doing? Let me go!" "Aiden, there's someone there! He's watching us! How is this?" "Let me go! You-" "I'm afraid, what if he's a bad person? Our history is over!" "Noisy! Don't talk in my ear!" "You can martial arts, right?" "Martial arts, what do you mean?" "Karate, taekwondo, wushu, boxing, you can do that, right?"

The crowd was dubious at this. Every martial artist had their energies and auras, which were tightly linked to their martial arts training, therefore it would be very difficult to hide or even attempt to change them.

She commented, embittered. Matthew thought that she was joking, but it seemed she was completely clueless. Probably she saw her brother and his team for the first time. “There is nothing wrong with it, Elen. I trained kendo for years.” Matthew confessed. “Really?” She was truly surprised, as he didn't look like somebody who liked that kind of masquerade. “Is it a fighting style indeed?” “Yes. Kendo is a martial arts sport that derives directly from the true martial arts, kenjutsu, which has been practiced in Japan since the 11th century.” He paused for a moment to make sure if he still had a listener.

"Go on, I want to practice." "How about I teach you? I can do it too," said Damien. He took off his shirt to reveal his muscular frame. Amelia was evasive. "Damien, don't joke." Now, Damien was behind Amelia. They faced the hanging heavy bag. "Boxing is a martial art that focuses on your opponent's offense. If your punches are weak, you will fall instantly," Damien said. "Damien, this bag weighs 50 kilos. Stop joking around," said Amelia.

"You're the best at boasting in the whole universe!" "How can you have the audacity to be so arrogant? Don't you know that Dramon is where martial arts was first developed?" The audience from Southia soon jumped into the fray. Before the martial arts battle had even started, the audience was already fighting. Luckily, the security guards soon split the two factions apart to maintain order. If they hadn't, there was sure to be bloodshed. Jules walked around the arena a few times, stretching his arms and kicking his legs.

Every bodyguard he met fell to the ground and groaned in pain. Allen Peterson's eyebrows wrinkled violently. He saw it clearly. The old man didn't use much strength, but every blow hit the death hole of the human body. Moreover, because of the location, no more than three people can reach the old man at a time. Since ancient times, there has been no separation between medicine and martial arts. Allen Peterson can naturally see that the old man is a martial master, but the Kung Fu used does not belong to any school, but the simplest and fastest way to knock down these bodyguards.

This kind of aura was like the flood of a dam, like the collapse of a mountain, like a waterfall falling from a high place, like a meteor crossing the sky, like a storm coming with dark clouds, or like the magma that had been brewing for tens of millions of years, which was about to break through the ground. It was like momentum. It was more like a kind of some rules. It was an irreversible existence that was about to happen and begin to operate. In the martial arts field, the so-called momentum was more like a law and had the power to subdue the enemy without fighting. The opponent knew what was going to happen next, but he could do nothing to change it. It w

Miria answered with a small smile. Jai’s eyebrows rose at that, slightly amused to know that there was a martial art school around here. Surely it would be either wushu or karate, but it would be fine either way. Both arts could wash off his boredom for a while. He made a mental note to visit the place, if possibble, tomorrow after bidding Barun and Miria goodbye. “I don’t know about that brotherhood. But I am interested.” Jai honestly replied. Barun chuckled. “Well child, even if you’re only standing there, they could surely see you have talent.”