Rika Jujutsu Novels & Stories

His anger wasn't directed at Karin, but rather at a recollection of Akiko's previous kiss. "You're not going to tell Akiko about this?" Ryu asked. "How about you tell her?" Kenji retorted, looking at Ryu with an expression that said the suggestion was absurd. "Ah, right. Of course not." Ryu winced and lifted the shinai again. He noticed Kenji's grip had tightened, ready to strike at any moment. Ryu focused, no longer commenting, only watching Kenji as he gradually concentrated. "HIAA!" Kenji swung the shinai in his hand, and Ryu knew immediately that today's practice would be exhausting.

"Why?" "Your grip is very strong and powerful. What martial arts do you have?" "Only muaythai, capoeira and taekwondo." Ricky was wide-eyed. The woman in front of her was petite, but her abilities were extraordinary and her strength was also great. "Go away," said Shaira. "And sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." Ricky shrugged as he stepped ahead of Shaira. "I'm sorry too for the misunderstanding earlier."

Eka smiled slyly. Rina froze when she heard that name, she clenched her teeth in anger remembering the hotel incident. She tried to kick Eka's face, her stance was strong and firm enough. However, Eka manages to block her with his arm. "Ah I forgot to tell you didn't I? I am black belt karate", Eka smirked boldly as he managed to block Rina's kick. Rina backed away, further from Eka. The husband and wife just gazed at each other in hostility.

But now here she was, centre of attention. “Is that so?” Sia raised an eyebrow curiously. “Just Jujutsu.” Camille managed, silently grateful that her voice didn’t fail her. “And krai-na.” Sid added. “Camille is getting pretty good at it. Maybe you can show her a few techniques from your glory days?” “By all means, make me feel old with your glory days talk.” The older woman sniffed. “I can still put you on your backside without breaking a sweat.”

No power plays, no showmanship, just clean technique — and stop immediately at any signal. Aria stood by the ropes, adjusting her chest guard and hand wraps with a precision born of habit — a kind of ritual exactness that made Kai’s gaze settle on her almost involuntarily. Maybe she sensed it too, that today demanded a different rhythm, because her shoulder rolls and hip rotations lasted longer than usual, as if her body needed to tune itself to a new rule: not to strike hard, but to move close and pay attention.

"Phew! I really thought you two were going to fight." Ken'ichi held his chest that's beating so fast out of nervousness. "Well, I was serious about the weapon though." she smiled and looked sharp at Kaifei-san. "By the way, she's Rukia. She's a martial arts teacher here. A short advice kid, you don't want to make her mad if I were you." he paused. "He-he... You see, she's one hella scary lady." he laughed so hard. But you are the one who's making her mad, Kaifei-san.

So, when the A****n began winding up her kick, my brain began kicking into overdrive. Boxing really isn't the martial arts style for dealing with kicks. Brazilian jujutsu is good, but there are others that do it even better. Added to that, I had been working against the unique A****n martial art for a while. Every factor, but one, was working against her. Her sole advantage was initiative and she threw that away at the start.

The two lackeys flanked both sides of Takeshi. “S-Stand back!” The black one said. Then the brunette stood in front of him confidently and prepared a stand like a boxer. “Leave this to me, Reiki. HA!!” The brunette threw a right jab towards Jai. Jai leaned his head to the side and easily dodged the punch. The brunette followed it up with a left jab, but Jai easily dodged that too. The brunette didn’t stop there though, he threw more punches at Jai. But all of his punches felt like textbook to the thunder elemer, and he easily flipped the situation around.

Unlike Tokyo or Hokkaido, the clothes are westernized. Ryujin started right away. It's good at Samurai. He has smooth moves and moves that I feel like I want to imitate. This is what they call the art of sword fighting. In the movies, you can't just be good with the sword. It should be you know how the art of sword fight does. This is a technique that makes the viewers copy the movie because it was beautifully executed. Ryujin moves like that.

Ah, if I wasn’t taken, she’d be a woman after my own heart. My phone buzzes with an incoming text message and I check it to see that it’s Riku from the Training Center. I frown a little because I thought he had some kind of special thing going on tonight. Riku belongs to some Japanese club that travels around teaching the Shibari technique and there is some awards ceremony for that taking place tonight. This text can only mean two things, he’s either bored out of his mind or he’s sending me a picture of a hot chick he’s found to keep him company for the night. I grin and shake my head as I tap on the attachment. Once my eyes focus on the picture, my smile begins to drop. Is this some kind of