Novel & Cerita Masked Bardock

What shocked Chad the most was that Morgan created a gust of wind with his pocket knife. People without a basic understanding of martial arts would not be able to do that. Morgan continued to speak in Yondu's voice. "Let me introduce you to Yondu Hinata, a top-class sorcerer from Neuf Chrys Club, a Karate Black Belt Grandmaster!" Morgan suddenly punched his fist and charged at Chad. When Chad dodged sideways, Morgan kicked his lower abdomen, smashing him against the wall.

The man was Yohan's personal valet, and Yohan thought most highly of him. To think that someone dared to kill Yohan's servant, and one who had seen Yohan's face on top of that… Numan and Rodan smirked nonetheless—this was going to be fun. "Draconia, huh? I heard they have those… martial artists?" Numan, who had a skull tattoo, mused. "Hmph. They're nothing in the face of Master Bozad's godforce." Rodan sneered through his beard. Numan smiled savagely too. "You're right. They're asking for it by messing with Master Bozad."

The door creaked open, revealing Elder Eric. He wore a golden robe embroidered with intricate patterns and a tall, gleaming golden cap that symbolized his high status. Three men stood at his side, their expressions neutral yet watchful. "Asmada Ezra," he said, his deep voice echoing slightly in the grand chamber.

“Actually, Murao isn’t the face of our dojo. It’s actually Jiro Sakamoto. He and his brother, Taro, are the youngest of us all who became grandmaster in kendo. “Jiro is almost as strong as his brother. He just needs time to practice more. Though I think he’s not around now. “If you are interested in the Refined Blade Slash, I’ll arrange for him to spar with you when he’s back.” Aiden changed into the uniform because he wanted to experience the famous Refined Blade Slash. He nodded and said, “I’ll leave it to you…” Bang! Before he could finish, a loud bang came from behind as the door was pushed open from the outside.

Eventually, he held back and pointed at the Benares Dragon, Neela, and the supporters around her as he said, “Aim more precisely. Kill everyone else except this dragon.” “Alright, Emperor.” Hound agreed and entered the control room once again. However— A young man, who had been stripped of his clothes, lay slumped in the corner of the control room. His facial features looked precisely the same as Hound, who had come in. He was glaring resentfully at the clothed Hound right now, but he could not say a word. The Ancestral Bodhi Tree’s roots fully entangled his body. Some of them even entered his orifices. That man was the real Hound El-warthog Dragonia.

“Become Beocraft, and we shall give you a new identity.” Shady took the mask from him and glanced at it. His eyes were drawn to the letter ‘M’ that had been marked on it. He took it up to his face. Pressing the mask to his face, his body structure started to change rapidly. Another masked figure came from behind and clothed Shady with a black hooded garment. “Become Beocraft!” Its deep baritone caused the night to tremble. “Become M-Murek!” Slowly raising his head to gaze at them, he nodded. The voice that came off his lips was not his own. “I accept.”

With his hand raised to open a portal back to the Mystic cave, he caught a glimpse of a figure dressed in a hooded dark cloak standing across the road. Whoever that might be, her mother’s sigil symbols won’t let him get into the house. Out of curiosity and hungry for a fight, Lucas made his way out to meet the figure dressed in a hooded dark cloak. As Lucas approaches, the figure lowered his hood. It’s Zuka. Lucas snarled at him with hate in his eyes. He moved at an accelerated speed to get hold of him. Zuka morphed into a bat and perched on a street light.

"Harry's side can rely on his mentors and fellow disciples at most. But Mr. Pattinson and Mr. Sunner are both well-established martial artists with impeccable reputations. With these two, we'll be in good hands. Even if they don't win every round, a win and a draw would still do." "All we need now is one more top-tier expert to seal the deal. Then, we'll be guaranteed two out of three wins," Mabel continued. Before Woody could say anything, Mabel was already on the phone again. Thanks to the generous compensation she offered, this call was just as successful, and the recipient agreed on the spot. Since everything was falling into place, Woody decided to let her proceed without comment. By th

"Captain Baddo, I'm Marcus Doug Douglas. It's a pleasure to meet you" Baddo took the hand, shook it, and tried to calculate how old the cyborg was. More than a hundred, that was for sure, not that it mattered. Unless the old fart was senile that is - which would matter a lot. "Welcome aboard, sir. Thank you for coming". Doug Douglas smiled. "You're welcome. So, Captain Baddo, what's so important that it brought you and Big Berta all the way out to this corner of the Confederacy?"

He was the Eastern Warzone Master, Gaia Amatsu. The one on the right was a gentleman that looked elegant, but each move he made screamed viciousness and brutality. He was the Central Warzone Master, Baron Von Doom. “Andrius Moonshade! How audacious of you!” “Andrius Moonshade! What do you think you are doing!?” The two of them roared like dragons as they stopped Andrius. Kabaam! The two of them jumped in front of the Emperor to block Andrius’ sudden attack. Both of them glared at Andrius fiercely.