Mk Shirai Ryu Novels & Stories

Alex asked. Mr. Kitagawa scoffed coldly. “Of course, I’m not a ninja. I’m an ancient—” Alex couldn’t be bothered to listen to his introduction. “Get lost!” If Mr. Kitagawa was a ninja, Alex would’ve been slightly interested. But since he wasn’t, Alex didn’t want him to stay. “Take this!” Mr. Kitagawa shouted angrily as he threw a punch at Alex. Mr. Kitagawa was a martial arts expert who studied an ancient form of Japanese martial art known as Katori Shinto Stream. His level of cultivation was extremely close to Mystic rank. This was also how he caught Frank Accardo’s eyes, and why Frank intentionally invited him from Japan.

"Last night my personal assistant was caught in a tight spot in the royal chambers. She was about to be assassinated by an unknown assassin when I walked in and stopped it. Fighting him, I realized he is a master of the art of Tai, the oldest and most fierce martial art in the history of werewolves." Gasps came from several angles, bringing in more tension in the members. "Not to worry. The assassin has been injured in the shoulder and should not be able to fight for the time being. With this, I'll urge every member of the pack to report anyone with an injured shoulder", Ryu announced, a smirk on his lips as he gazed at his people. I was about to leave when he reached out to me, asking me to

"Heh-ah!" Seeing that Yang Xiao dared to face him head-on, Shinichi Miyamoto was excited as if he had taken drugs. He had learned the Martial Arts since he was a child, and his kung fu was comparable to the first-class martial arts masters. Shinichi Miyamoto was confident that he could cut Yang Xiao seriously with one move. Swoosh! The warrior's sword fell from the sky and fell hard toward Yang Xiao's chest. "You don't know what's good for you!" Yang Xiao's eyes glinted with coldness.

Kenji swung the shinai in his hand, and Ryu knew immediately that today's practice would be exhausting. As their bamboo swords clashed, Ryu could feel Kenji putting all his strength into it. Ryu's hands trembled as if he had taken a direct hit. The strikes were swift and strong. "Men!" Ryu shouted, and Kenji's shinai stopped just in front of his face. Ryu regretted not asking to wear a head protector earlier. Getting hit might not have killed him, but it would have hurt, and Kenji was clearly frustrated with him. Ryu's last question had stirred up Kenji again. Kenji hoped that his decision to keep this secret was the right one. Kenji's goal was clear. He didn't want Akiko to be more heartbro