Naruto Kicks Novels & Stories

It is said that in these two moves under the face of Sasuke are rivals. Naruto, the son of the fourth generation of Nolan Magic Academy, the body has all the energy of the king of the demonic beasts Nine Tails, whenever he is emotional or life-threatening, he will unleash part of the energy of the Nine Tails. And these forces are the fourth generation of all their own power to force the seal in Naruto body, so Naruto does not have the dominant right to this energy. Sometimes he even went crazy and hurt people.

Even though he was saying funny words, there wasn’t a hint of smile or laughter on his face. “Are you seriously quoting Nagato from Naruto?” One of the tied men joked and let out a painful chuckle. The other one smiled awkwardly with his swollen lips. “Yeah, and I’m happy you’ve seen Naruto, now I’m going to show you what Nagato really meant.” Nick replied furiously, he stabbed the man on his lap then twisted the knife, the sound of flesh tearing apart and the splash of blood was covered by the man’s outrageous yell. “Who fucking sent you?” Nick yelled back, ignoring his painful screams.

wanting to embrace her. Unexpectedly, his lunge met empty air as Nancy delivered a flying kick straight to his chest. Filthy thing, stay away from me! Though Nancy looked thin and fragile, her strength was considerable. One kick sent Lucas tumbling to the ground. "Lucas, you still have the nerve to try and hug me?" Nancy looked down at Lucas on the floor with contempt, then sneered, "Do you really think I don't know about all the dirty things you've done?" Having been kicked for no apparent reason, Lucas was naturally furious inside, but despite his anger, he didn't dare express it now.

A flying kick. A beautiful flying kick, swift and sharp, slicing through the air under the moonlight. Nathaniel’s shadow stretched long and clean across the ground as he sent Gangster 1 flying with a single, perfect strike. Bang! Gangster 1 crashed to the floor, groaning. Zarius blinked. What… was he seeing? His eyes — meant to be empty and lifeless — now flickered with confusion, disbelief, and a hint of awe. Director Choi immediately zoomed in on his face.

“Here. Kick here. Don’t pull back right away. Hook your foot behind the knee, then drag. He’ll lose balance. From there, you choose—keep fighting, or run.” I nodded. My throat was tight. The move made sense in theory. If I could unsteady someone, I could slip away. But to get that close, to actually hit… Images rushed back, too sharp. The park. More than one attacker. I could barely picture myself against one, let alone a group. My stomach clenched. Ronan waited, open stance, not rushing me. I forced myself to raise my foot. My first kick was weak, barely a tap. Ronan chuckled. “That tickled. Try again, harder. Forget about hurting me.”

I grabbed it, the cold metal vibrating in my hands. "El, remember the drills!" Viper’s voice echoed from the sidelines. "Center of gravity! Don't watch her eyes, watch her shoulders!" Nara didn't wait. She moved like a blur. As Nara swung a lethal roundhouse kick at my head, I dropped low, extending the staff. The titanium lengthened, catching Nara squarely in the ribs.

He is a psycho. I have every reason to fight him. The pain rushes through my body and the strength appears again. I lift my knee and kick him so hard, that the impact makes him detach from me completely. During that moment of weakness, I sent a powerful kick in his stomach and he flips back with a grunt. I don't give him time to recover because I know he will kill us if he gets the chance. I hold his neck with all my strength and twist it. He won't die, but it will make him unconscious.

I have to resist the urge to cringe as I cross the bar. I adjust my hair in the bathroom mirror, then slip into one of the open stalls. A minute later, the door opens, and Luke pushes his way into my stall. He slips his hand around me and slides it down my back, grabbing my butt. My instincts kick in and I knee him hard. He goes down with a groan. Too bad for him, the only class I aced in school was Warrior Training. I leave him like that, crumbled over in the stall with a pained look on his face.

was kicked and fell to the ground. "Luna, you lighten up, how did you kick someone to the ground." Someone opened his mouth to question. No matter how much one curses, that's just moving one's mouth, hitting someone with one's hands, that's not right. Luna said with vigor, "I didn't use much force at all! Who knew she wouldn't be able to withstand a kick?" Saying that with a cold snort, she reached out her foot again and kicked Jane Tong as if she were a piece of trash, "Enough, stand up. It's meaningless to pretend anymore, if you want to pretend to be a white lotus flower, you also need to look like a hibiscus face."

LOST! Narakashura was shocked. His attack failed, but Arya Santanu's succeeded. Arya Santanu kicked Narakashura's body and beat the demon in quick succession. Narakashura could not keep up with Arya Santanu's movements and agility. He felt that instead of darting in various directions, he was moving by disappearing from one place to another. A hard kick lodged in Narakashura's body. He was thrown far away with his body spinning around and hitting the water surface repeatedly.