Rengoku Breathing Style Novels & Stories

I struggled, but his grip only tightened. “You smell like his pet, Reeve!” Alaric snapped, his voice echoing through the silent corridor of the Elite Wing. “You still went to him and let him touch you?” His face was flushed with wild jealousy. The pressure of Alaric’s aura made my heart start racing. Panic began creeping in, but the new breathing technique surfaced in my mind. Draw a breath. Bind the energy. I closed my eyes and followed the breathing technique taught in that vision. Instantly, my racing heartbeat began to slow. The heat in my chest cooled.

Ringo called, bouncing from foot to foot. Tanaka lowered his stance, breathing in deep. “Come on, partner.” The bell rang. And their battle began.

User should be cautious in using this skill by keeping tabs of his energy level at all times. Reinforce: This skill was capable of augmenting a single one of the user’s many skills. Now it is capable of receiving another within its ranks. It cannot be undone once it is attached to a skill, and that is one of its two limitations. The second is its range of usage. This skill is only applicable to Breaths, not Glows. Currently attached to the Breath known as True Flames. This skill has no cooldown. NB: Do not forget to augment the second skill.

“Of course, it is. Every battle no matter how big or small is a battle if it involves your life. Since it’s going to be his first it’s gonna be the toughest one based on who his opponent is.” Ayame looks at Akihiko’s derpy sleeping face and says- “Well, I think I should prepare something just in case the unexpected happens.” “Like what?” ask Yasuhiro and Seirei in unison. “I don’t know. Maybe a knife will do.” “Yeah. Maybe it would if you could use your prana.” “Is it something like aura?” “Close but not really.” “Care to explain it? Ritsu-san?” “Not yet… But your boyfriend here managed to touch the surface of prana in his body in a mere 6 hours.”

He demonstrates a slow-motion punch aimed at my midsection, "—you redirect rather than block directly. Use their momentum against them." He guides me through the movement repeatedly, each demonstration bringing our bodies closer. By the twentieth repetition, we're both breathing harder, and it has little to do with physical exertion. The bond between us pulses like a living thing, growing stronger with each point of contact. I try to dampen it as I discovered I could, concentrating on pulling the energy inward rather than letting it flow freely between us. Riku's reaction is immediate—his eyes narrow, pupils dilating as he inhales sharply. "Don't," he growls, the word more command than reque