New World Rapier Mastery Novels & Stories

The guns shattered into pieces in an instant, and thunderous explosions erupted. Over three hundred people crumbled before the enemy, their ranks broken and scattered. Blood and flesh flew everywhere. Rory extended his hands, causing lightning to crackle and thunder to roar. "That's Thunder Arts! He's actually a Savant Grandmaster who practices that secret technique?!" Jasmine's face turned ashen. "I am the Sovereign Grandmaster of Thunder, Rory!" Rory smirked. "On the Aston Savant Arts Ranking, I rank 157th! Ms. Smith, don't underestimate me!"

The staff of the manor were very proud of their accomplished master and had eagerly filled Kari in on his accomplishments when he asked. Not only was he a renowned general and tactician, the alpha was also a Grandmaster of Blades. Apparently the normal title was Blademaster, like Jaid had earned. You had to fight and either evenly match or beat two other Blademasters to earn the title. Ryedir had sought out and defeated all current Blademasters in Niamrea, earning himself the title of Grandmaster. He was only the sixth person in Niamrean history to do so. Kari could believe it. He remembered the way Ryedir seemed to move as though dancing once he had taken up his sword. He fought with a feli

Golden didn't move after sending his opponent out of the stage. [Sword Mastery: Expert Level 1. While wielding a sword, all stats increase by 1% ignoring all the restrictions. All sword attacks will be infused with Sword Aura. This Passive Skill can be leveled up practicing swordsmanship.] The Passive Skill was almost the same as before, only that the Sword Aura effect had been added. [The user completed a hidden requirement by reaching the expert stage with a weapon. All the stats of the user have been boosted.] [Reward: Vitality points increased from 14 to 17.]

Mana consumption: 800 points, Cooldown: 120 seconds Requirements: Cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage with Bone Constitution of 70 or above can cultivate it. In the main hall, Sebastian was holding the manual, his eyes narrowed into slits with a smile. This martial technique was too powerful! A group skill, with damage twice that of Frost Moon Slash and a crippling effect that ignored the opponent's armor. The most terrifying part was that it could interrupt others' martial techniques. Even among Mystic-ranked martial techniques, it was undoubtedly top-notch. This martial technique could be applied from the Foundation Establishment stage, and with the effect of interrupting the

It was not until he had broken through the Master Realm that he had truly mastered Reiki, so even though his control over Reiki was just at the entry level, he had very powerful actual combat ability and experience. A martial artist who could break through the Master Realm step by step was definitely an exceptional talent in the field of martial arts. This kind of person practiced martial arts all year round, and his pursuit of martial arts was far beyond ordinary people. This would also make him arrogant in a subtle way, and he would even turn a blind eye to modern science and technology.

He entered his demiplane and contributed the dagger he had gotten from the man in the suit. At the same time, a question appeared in Wilbur's head. He might be able to get an answer through this contribution. Sure enough, the dagger got Wilbur a total of sixteen hundred grace points. Compared to the previous contributions, this was a shocking amount of grace points for just one item, and it also answered Wilbur's question. The power of destruction was immensely powerful by absorbing and repressing the opponent's power, and thus extremely difficult to master. Trying to do that would be just like training every single day while wearing a set of armor that weighed two hundred kilograms.

Rafael was fast enough to hold her thighs and pin her on the same spot. He licked her oozing juices like never before. He did have done this before but it never gave him any pleasure only the sense of having the authority over the woman being laid under him. But today was different. He didn't just want to dominate her but he wants to taste her too. He wanted to have authority over her but he wants to Conquer every inch of her. Dipping his head deeper in her his tongue moved rapidly licking her senses out. She moaned out loudly arching her back once again.

He assigned the four stat points without hesitation. All into Intelligence. The increase settled quietly. This time, he allowed himself a small moment of satisfaction. Not because of the number. Because he had the direction. The mastery scroll came next. He opened it with curiousity. No one had mentioned these yet. Mastery Scroll Advance one learned skill by a single level. Riley read it once, then again more carefully. Simple. Which made it valuable. There were no conditions. No scaling. Just one use. He thought about Echo Shot or the homing strike.

Walter could not help but gush that he was with the right master. Yara was the most bewildered of them all. She was Tack's spy and knew what sort of abilities he had. Moreover, the mystic technique from the Holy Path, the Nine Word Mantra, was a powerful technique to learn. She had estimated it to be a technique that was upper-tier Earth-grade. Tack would definitely be able to achieve midway major martial god after learning it. Even though he might not be as powerful as Chase, who was a martial dominant, he would be strong enough to hold up against Chase in a fight.

This pleaseure was intense she didn't even know when the words slipped past her lips. “You do! You own my pussy, master—please, I’m begging—” He grinned. Finally. “Beg properly.” “Please let me cum! Please, I’ll be good, I’ll take everything, just—please, let me—” He stopped moving, deep inside her, cock pulsing. And then he whispered it — low, raw, dangerous: “Cum for me, cupacke. Now.” Her back arched and— “Fuck!!!” she shattered.