One Punch Man Raw Novels & Stories

An uppercut toss him meters away. His tooth forcefully depart his tooth. He bleed and groan non stop. I leap with a massive punch directly to his chest. It burys him deeper into the ground. He also forcefully puke black coloured blood. But I care less. I roam his pretty face with numerous punches. My every punch highly disfigures him. He scream non stop and continually battles survival. I finally stop. I stare distained at his disfigured face. He gasp for slow arriving breath. I aim another punch.

Dark and raw, the skin already purpling at the edges, blood dried in a thick line from his ribs to his hip. "You said it was manageable," I said. "It is." "Cole, that needs stitches." "It needs a cloth and some pressure. Sit down." He went to the bathroom and came back with a wet towel and a first aid kit from his bag. He sat across from me on the edge of the bed and pressed the cloth to his own side like it was nothing. Like he hadn't taken a bullet two hours ago protecting me and my father. I crossed the room, took the cloth from his hand, and held it myself.

Holding his collars were a pair of bulky, muscular hands that had bluish-black veins on them. I followed the black veins that hid in the cave of the hem of the shirt. The shirt was worn by Dominic. He pulled one hand, turned it into a fist, and punched the man. The sound of bones cracking caught me off guard and my heart leaped into my mouth when I saw the man’s face turning into a bloody pulp with Dominic’s hard punches.

He did not waste time talking and instead looked calmly at Baldur. Then, he took a deep breath. This time, he changed tack and concentrated the intensely hot white, vital energy in the tips of the fingers on his right hand. Then, he threw a sharp punch. With a blast, the energy from his punch turned into a white light that pierced the air and reached Baldur. Baldur's pupils constricted. The speed of the punch was too fast, and even he was unable to sense it. With a bang, the light from the punch fell squarely on his chest, and his expression changed.

He did not only punch once, but almost five to six times gave hard punches to the same place. The result of his hard work was immediately seen. The man with the thick beard fell to the pavement, his mouth bleeding fresh blood. [Six punches: 40 Action Points.] [Throwing the opponent down: 5 Victory Points.] Arsenio smiled slightly. He glanced for a moment at the teenager under Bastian's protection. The teenager, it seemed, was fine. Arsenio also breathed a sigh of relief. "Bastard! You can't even fight a small mouse!" said the stocky body irritated because his partner lost.

Xolvion said with a smile as White Mane could feel his body freezing from the stab wound. "Curse you... You let me think I had the advantage so that I would get careless." The Lion said, biting through the pain. But he didn't have much time to react as a fist covered in flame suddenly struck him in the chest, knocking him flying back through the air. "Phoenix punch!" Xolvion shouted as he slammed his fist into White Mane's chest, watching as he flew back and crashed into the ground before he rolled onto his feet. White Mane was in pain from the ice magic and now the martial art strike, looking down at the damage his body had received.

The burly man frowned slightly but quickly launched a punch. Boom! Their fists collided in midair, and the resulting shockwave reverberated with a thunderous sound! Eldon seized the opportunity and struck the opponent's left rib with his palm. He then felt as if he had slapped a steel plate and the impact left his hand numb. The opponent sneered disdainfully and immediately launched a counterattack. Boom! A punch struck Eldon squarely in the chest, the force piercing through his back, leaving a circular tear in his outer garment.

Like a spear of absolute power and authority – like one akin to Gungnir itself – Mane’s 7th punch almost broke the serpent into two halves, smashing it several kilometers away. *HISS* Naturally, the recipient of the blow was in much discomfort. Not only had its skill been so easily evaded, the pain from its side was like an itch it just couldn’t reach. Although Mane was much smaller than the beast, his punch had pierced through it like a mighty javelin. And it could feel its internal structures screaming in agony.

However... While Andrius was expressionless, his punch was extremely fast. Bam! His punch landed on Eins’ fist, causing all the knuckles in Eins’ right hand to shatter instantly. However, the residual force of Andrius’ punch did not dissipate. It continued to act on Eins’s entire right arm, which snapped with a crack. “Ahhhh...” Eins screamed and stepped back. With just one exchange, his hand was crippled! Zwei and Drei were shocked.

In just one punch, the man with masculine body can't move his body as he was stun on his footing. “That was it?” Lewis asked as he also can't believe what happened. “I didn't even give my all and you are now like this? What a great disappointment” He mumbled with his dissatisfied tone as the man in front of him is now completely drop unconscious on the ground. The other one tried to punch him on the face but in no luck, his hand and fist are twisted making a crunchy sound of bone being cracked apart.