Mortal Kombat Fighting Styles Novels & Stories

The bronze grimace mask man smiled bizarrely, shook his double swords, formed a silver cross in the chest, and shot himself at Ding Hao like a shell. "Killing style, Dragon King's Water-Splitting Style!" Ding Hao shouted without slight neglect. His rusted sword was dancing rapidly in his hand. He launched the most powerful one out of nine moves in Dragon King's Water-Splitting Style.

Zayn made his way to Diego and unleashed a ferocious attack swiftly! The corners of Diego’s lips curled up into a bantering smile. “Interesting. It seems that I’ve underestimated you.” As he was speaking, Diego began to launch his counterattack as well. His fighting style could be described as soft and graceful. As he was confronted by Zayn’s quick, repetitive fighting techniques, his main focus was to prioritize defense. His fighting style was akin to mud that could absorb Zayn’s ferocious offense. Zayn could immediately feel that all his attacks seem to land on mud. Moreover, he was also mentally affected by Diego such that he felt as if there was a vortex right in front of the latter. A g

Only fighters with a deep reservoir or true energy should undergo this training. Green Cloud Finger. Very tricky, powerful, and difficult to learn. Requires a fighter with a strong soul. The skills found in the Library were indeed more powerful than what could be learned from outside The Boundless Academy. However, Zephyr had no interest for none of them had attained the grade he wanted. Martial art techniques could be divided into three grades — Heaven, Earth, and Mortal. Each of the grades was then further divided into High, Medium, and Low. It was a shame that most of the skills in The Library did not even reach the minimum of Mortal Low.

She is the only one who changed out of view, even from her butler. We step forward towards the black mat. The circle clears leaving me and Lilith facing each other. The mat feels firm beneath my shoes as I roll my sleeves precisely to the elbow. I take my fighting stance. I have mastered three fighting styles so far Krav Maga, Brazilian Jiujutsu and Wing Chun. I don’t know what Lilith has since the files registered unknown. I’ll go with Krav Maga to be safe. Lilith steps forward. Fingers twitching. Up close, her violet eyes are sharper than I had noticed at the table. They are calculating and amused.

I was not concentrating because I was thinking about how I would let him die. "Laika, you are not concentrating. Listen to me. Whenever you fight, do not let anything else distract you, you must focus on your partner and be mindful of their attacks." I nodded without saying a word. We wrestled for a while, but I did not get the Jamba skill. When I asked him about the skill, he smiled and said I should be patient. MOLART has a unique fighting style, and I was grateful that I learned new skills that night. After a while, he grabbed my arms from behind and turned me to face the mountains.

"How about, let me shape your bones a little... just to make sure that you are not 100 percent in health." Akira takes his stance, sliding one foot behind the other. His arms cross each other in a zig-zag position. 'Focus' is the word on his mind. This is a fighting style that was invented due to the desperate survival in the apocalypse. A prominent general originally from the base has created this massive fighting style that had saved countless humans during the desperate times. It's called...'The fist of assassins'. A skill that the purpose is only to kill!

I closed my eyes and centered my energy. I saw the fight play off in my head, in slow motion, punch for punch, kick for kick. This guy was a street brawler, I decided. His punches would hurt and he could get a knockout on the jawline. He wasn’t fast but he was strong and usually won his fight after a few punches, where he would then snap the neck of the other man. He was used to fighting to the death and I’d killed one man in self-defense. I had to keep him away from my head, keep him moving around the circle and tire him out before he could land his big punch. He relied solely on his strength and he had no set style of fighting, no plan, just punch, punch until the other guy was unconscious

After that, they still have the women's and men's sprints, hurdles and the pack relays, before the Games are officially done. "You've got this, brother; make Blood Stone proud!" Alpha Arkham pulls Ashton into a hug, slapping his back hard. Was he trying to slap some of his alpha power into Ashton, jeez…! "Come on, Ashton!!!!" The whole group cheers him on! - The fights started and these guys really are the best of the best. Each one showing strength, durability and highly skilled technique. The Top 5 ended up being one man from each pack. Ashton won his round with an amazing fight, Blood Stone's warriors have a specific fighting style. It is a beautiful and clean technique. Watching him, and