Oriental Fighter Novels & Stories

She should have been smart enough to realize that we live with a bunch of werewolves who would jump at any chance to beat us senseless. "What the hell's going on in here," one of the enforces shouted as he barged into the laundry room. I frowned a little as I peaked up. It was Devon, a man a few years older then me with tiny brown eyes framed by a square muscular body. He was a good fighter, and followed orders well, and respect was a big thing for him. I'be earned myself a few powerful hits from the fucker, one of which I'm sure gave me a concussion. It was either very lucky that I didn't get hit in the head again after that, or very unlucky.

he shrugged and took the water bottle from Yara. "Thank you," he said to her and drank it whole. "I so much despise this Gora," she announced while riding up the stairs with Zaviar and Yara flanking her. "The Pakistani boys are much better than them." "Just because you couldn't have colorful eyes and blonde hair doesn't mean you should be jealous of the one having." She locomoted her body to look at the face of none other than Abraham Chauhdry. He was standing two steps behind her. His electric green eyes were contracted into narrow slits due to bright sunlight. His blonde hair shimmered in the sunshine. Minahil was too busy glaring at him

One that was saved for the best. "NOW WHO WILL GET TO FIGHT ENGLAND'S STRONGEST FIGHTER TONIGHT?!" Ah yes, that's right. No wonder I thought he was familiar. He was Mr fourth strongest. "COMING ALL THE WAY FROM AMERICA, THE SECOND STRONGEST STREET FIGHTER IN THE WORLD AND DRAWED AT FIRST OF THE U.S, PLEASE COME UP...THE MYSTERIOUS DEMONNN!!" I was announced, and a grin made its way to my face. I walked up to the ring in confidence. People around me looking at me with either shock or hate and the number of bets were rising.

I watched as he hit the ground three times. A cheer so loud it made the ground shake a little, rose up from around us. Every wolf in the building ended up watching us fight. I wished suddenly the challenge hadn't been so hectic. We drew too much attention. Then I turned and held my hand out for the ex-champion. For a moment I was afraid he wouldn't take it. Fighting, even if it was friendly, often led to grudges. But his hand clasped mine and I pulled him up. The boy kept his grasp on my hand, then he hoisted it up and another cheer rose vibrant and deafening around us.

Andrew smiled and pulled her up, and the two continued their escape. He explained, "That guy's name is Jahmir Robles, a notorious lone wolf from the Northern Martial Union. Among the powerhouses at the martial emperor level, most have retired or semi-retired, prioritizing reputation and seniority. But this man? He's like a vulture, ruthless and shameless."

CLANG. The dagger failed to pierce Long Chen's body and returned to Mo Huo's hand. The man had also reappeared beside Mo Huo, holding the dagger in his right hand. Long Chen looked at the man and woman with a touch of amazement; their movements and fighting style were truly extraordinary. If they were fully recovered, Long Chen might not be able to defeat them. Fortunately, he had also planned something before attacking this place. And what he had predicted actually happened, which was why Long Chen was lucky not to have expended too much energy.

I think to myself , my attention is drawn back to the cage as the other fighter enters the cage . My jaw automatically clenches at the sight of the other competitor . He stands a good two feet taller than Leonor , with a considerable amount of weight on her . My eyes move back to my little angel , her face is void of any emotion , she is in her zone . I will keep the darkness with her , I will watch . Now , let's see what she's made of . ------- Alpha Prince Orion pov

When he learned that there was a factory and the Imperial Guards, Yang Xiao's mind was filled with countless black question marks. Star Soul nodded and said, "He's right! The eastern factory matches the Imperial Guards. However, the eastern factory is not a eunuch department, but an elite department for training seeded fighters. Many of them are from the eastern factory!" "At present, the leader of the eastern factory is surnamed Ji. People in Dragon Gate address him as milord Ji. We all address this old guy as old eunuch!" "The old eunuch's strength is not ordinary, and his overall combat capability is equal to mine. He is not a person to be trifled with. At present, the old eunuch is the o

And she did great, he perfectly moulded her into strong perfect fighter in martial arts, disciplined and cold hearted. He classified his fighters into Classes. Class c contains a fighters who are getting trained to become Assassin's. Class B contains fighters who are good with their fighting skills and mostly got hired for Assassination or bodyguards positions, Ashton belonged to this class. And class A was group which contains fighters who has gone through intense martial arts trainings and perfect in every skills like sword fighting, archery, shooting and martial arts. Class A fighters are unbreakable and only few from his agency succeeded to became class A.

He didn’t know any martial arts, so it would be more than enough for Jules to send four fighters to spy on Otes in secret. Those four men in black, on the other hand, sensed that something was wrong as soon as they made a move on him. They felt Otes’ body emitting an extremely powerful aura. Immediately, they were out of breath, clearly being oppressed. As a result, all three Transcendents fighters were unable to move. The remaining Transformation fighter was flustered too. Boom, boom, boom! Otes moved instantly while throwing three consecutive punches and blasting those three extraordinary fighters away. “You are a Transformation fighter!” The Transformation fighter stared at Otes with an a