Rob Slap Battles Novels & Stories

By then, Jack had already reached over and grabbed Slate’s shirt, scrunching the area near his collar into a ball, his fist cocked. Not being one to wait to be punched in the face, Slate took a swing. Jack was too quick and ducked out of the way, throwing a right hook as he did so, which connected with Slate’s ribcage. The Nichtwolf grunted but broke free of Jack’s grip, coming at him again.

However, Stan was only further infuriated by his sister's reminder. No longer holding back, he poised himself to go all out and attacked—his Boltsmacker was ferocious, and one could feel a gust in the air with each strike he unleashed! Frank, however, remained nonchalant as he lightly parried Stan's blow. "Shit…" Stan's face fell. He quickly unleashed all seven styles and sixty-three strikes of his technique. And yet, Frank did not even react as he kept meeting every blow until the very last.

No matter how many slaps I get, I’m going to keep talking until I get my fucking point across! Something hot and raging lifted my chin, then a new strength, the form of tenacity, slammed into my chest, and a fierce resistance shot to my eyes. The two dirty faces of menace turned surprise, then confused, and then fearful. ‘She’s glaring like a proud bitch!’ Rogue two grunted and slapped his palm across my eyes—-my thighs were finally spread wide—-. ‘We’ll make you scream your regrets!’ PHWOOP! You’re the one who’ll scream your balls out, asshole.

“Feeling dumb yet, you piece of thrash? Nobody dares talk back to me so it’s high time I teach you a harsh lesson to make you fear me!” Harvey blew hot steam onto his hands and rubbed them together before stretching his arms. Immediately after that, he angrily yelled, “I’m going to beat you to a pulp!” With that, Harvey swung a ferocious punch directly at Adrian’s face. Yet, Adrian ended up giving him a slap across the face before his punch even connected, causing a resounding “smack!” A huge round of applause shortly followed the crowd’s shock. Harvey groaned in pain and almost lost his footing from that single slap.

"Haha! So what if you're quicker than anyone? So what if your greatsword can destroy the world?! Can you kill me when I have this Noble-grade armor?!" "Heh," Caleb chuckled in cool contempt. "Look at you, getting all smug because you have a roach's carapace. I'll break you all the same!" As he finished, he abruptly burst forward again, leaping on top of Ches in an instant! "Overlord Slash!" "Cyclone Roar!" With a low cry, they both traded blows again. Bang! As the violent forces collided, it was Caleb who was sent flying this time. While everyone gaped, someone soon noticed what was going on.

I’d have to admit, but the fights got my heart racing with a strange mix of anxiety and excitement. “Come on! Take him down!” Ev was yelling, voice rising above the crowd. Knock Out grabbed Slasher by the back of the neck, pulled him into a brutal knee to the gut that probably knocked the wind out of him. Slasher choked and folded forward with a punch. It happened so quickly but, with one strike, Knock out swung his fist into a nice hook and then Slasher dropped, blood spattering from his mouth in a mist that caught the light. ‘Damn!” I exclaimed.

Andrew slammed forward with both palms, each strike carrying crushing force. Clanking sounds echoed, as if he were striking solid steel. Pablo puffed out his chest and took every hit head-on without retreating. Andrew pulled back and stepped away twice. However, the opponent reacted instantly, reaching out and forcing Andrew to duck and spin. Suddenly, Andrew's right leg snapped upward, and his knee smashed forward. Pablo staggered back three steps in a row. Each step cracked the ground beneath him, leaving several deep craters behind.

When he heard what was going on, he called Sally over and told him to protect me at school from now on. "... like you would protect your future wife," Don Tony said. I thought he was joking, but when I turned to look at Sally, the tips of his ears had gone red. And just like that, I felt my own face flush too. … The very next day, Sally dragged that boy out and beat him to a pulp. He had always been tall for his age, tough by nature, and his father started training him to fight, shoot, and manage territory when he was only seven.

Of course it was the damn triplets. Koda snarls louder. “Idiots.” Before anything else can happen, one of the announcers steps forward with a microphone. “Traci Silver of the Silver Clan Pack versus Bubba DuPont of the Black River Pack.” The crowd instantly roars. And then the fight starts. Bubba swings immediately. No warning. No testing. Just a giant fist flying straight toward Traci. She moves fast. She slips sideways smoothly avoiding the punch completely. The crowd gasps.

she yelled back ,I laughed then slapped her , she fall on the floor " you slapped me", she said, " yes,I slapped you" I said smirking , she stood up and slapped me too, I was surprised, Steve was just wearing his cloth and started watching us as if he was watching football, I went to give the bitch the beating of her life when Steve stop me .