Rock Lee Fighting Style Novels & Stories

"You think you can stop me?" After saying that, he slowly walked towards Leo, his step full of confidence. Leo was stunned. He had been training for combat since he was six and was renowned for his Lightning Strike technique, which was so fast it could take down an opponent instantly. In a place like Mirage City, his name carried weight. Even famed Savant Grandmasters wouldn't take him lightly when facing him! Yet, this intruder didn't seem the least bit intimidated! "Don't you know I can kill you in 0.5 seconds if you get this close?" Leo roared, launching his Lightning Strike technique.

Romero looks at me in surprise. "Don't let Lori's looks fool you. She may look innocent, as if she couldn't hurt a fly. But in fact, she is a master of martial arts, no warrior has ever been able to defeat her. You've got a tough one here, Romero." Thoughtfully, fingers tapping his cheek, Romero now looks at me.

She quickly ran over. Leon unlocked his phone and played the surveillance video. Although the video's quality was not very clear, she could still tell the man who killed his father was very strong because he single-handedly killed many fighters. "What's that technique? Those rose petals look so pretty but when they exploded, the power is so huge!" she asked after looking at the video. Leon smiled bitterly, "I think this is a Sun-grade technique. It's very rare. If I kill him, I probably can learn this technique if he keeps the technique book in his spatial ring!"

I laughed nervously. "Just remember that it won't help you much if you get yourself cut to tiny pieces." Leo snuffed out my growing confidence and continued to attack me. At one second, I front-flipped and grabbed a wooden stick lying on the floor to use as a weapon. "Stop!" Leo called out. I froze and he walked towards me slowly. "When someone challenges you, you can only use your own body as a weapon," he explained. "But that is freaking unfair! So Kylo can fight as if he was using ten knives and I can't use a damn stick?!" I shouted, panicking.

' 'Everyone has their own skills? 'Bruce's fighting technique is great, very great, better than any of my men. He is also a good teacher, a funny one. Carlos is more specialize with senses, he can fight in the dark much stronger than with light. It is a weird style, but that is his style. Barrow is good with explosives, bombs of different kinds. His fighting skills are lacking, but you will still learn it. Along with the explosives. I'll have River teach you more about technology too, just in case. Lance is good with guns, his middle names are Gun Hitman. He is more specialize at long-range shooting, even if it's from the sky, he is still good at it. Sylvester and Georgia are the same skills

I had learned, the hard way, how to land without breaking anything and how to turn my face so that the worst I got hurt was a bruise. “There you go,” Ronan said. “I think you’d do well learning Jordan’s fighting style. She mostly uses evasion and distraction, then closes in with sharp, quick attacks to disable her enemies. You’re small and quick, so you should be able to do the same.” “That sounds okay,” I wrote. I honestly wasn’t sure I would ever be any kind of fighter, but I was willing to try to learn.

The elder in mention just shook his head and pushed Rogue’s leg to the side, throwing him off balance and slammed his fist on Rogue’s abdomen cracking a few rib and smashed the boy on the ground. For the rest of the morning, Rogue tried his best to land a single hit on Sun Wukong but no matter how much he tried, he couldn’t land even a single blow to the monkey elder but he received a beating on his ends as Wukong’s counters were attacks on their own. “You don’t have any fighting style, you compile moves from multiple brawling styles which makes your moves predictable.” Sun Wukong said, elaborating on his observation he did when he observed Rogue’s fighting style, even with the staff Rogue d

Leon turned to me, trying to put on a professional face. "Rhea, let me set an example. You have to use your opponent's own body weight." "But I want to learn from Oliver, Leon. His style is more... practical," I deliberately provoked him. "Practical?" Leon snorted. He immediately grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards him. "Look at this, Oliver. You're supposed to teach him like this." Leon began demonstrating a technique that was actually similar to what Oliver was about to demonstrate, but he did it with great detail—and with great protectiveness. Every time Oliver tried to move in to correct him, Leon would immediately take over with faster movements.

"You. What's your name again?" "Leo," I managed. Stars danced at the edges of my vision. "Leo." Kael stepped closer, studying me with that unnerving intensity. "You fight dirty." "I fight to survive." "Smart." He circled me slowly, like he had before. "Your form is sloppy. Your stance is weak. You rely too much on speed and not enough on power." He stopped in front of me. "But you think. You adapt. And you don't quit even when you should."

It was like a sick joke, a ridicule to the minds of those that thought themselves rational as what they thought impossible unfolded and Cal fell flat to the floor. SHIN SEKAI SECRET: every technique Orie used were self taught. His moves are not based on anyone's style even if they look similar.