Sakura Punches Novels & Stories

You are wanted for killing a defenseless man, you bastard! "He wasn't defenseless, the last time I checked." "Look at him, a bastard and a comedian, a rear sight indeed." "I think the same about you." "Why, you…" he lunges at Sasaki, with all his force. Sasaki quickly makes the move that was later named Swallow cut. "You landed… three strikes. How?" the villager's eyes widened. "I'm just fast," Sasaki said with a smirk. "Who sent you?" "Yamato…"

‘No, Scar! Don’t close your eyes!’ Ulva’s voice echoed urgently in Scarlett’s mind, causing her to groan in response to yet another punishing blow. She felt another hit, and her body burnt in pain. But then, a primal growl erupted from the depths of Scarlett’s being, signaling a profound shift within her. In a dramatic twist, her eyes burst open, ablaze with an orange inferno adorned with a silver sparkle. Like a fierce storm, she unleashed a rapid and calculated punch, feeling a satisfying connection before the air filled with a sharp grunt.

"I guess I would ruin your face first." Sakiko didn't wait for the punch to hit her and dodged, making Mari fall forward. Before she could get up and regain her balance, Sakiko took the opportunity and kicked her to the ground. In a matter of seconds, she was on top and Mari and started beating her. Seeing this, Sasuke, some students and their homeroom teacher rushed to separate them. ---------------- ~Staffroom – Mrs Hasegawa's Desk Corner~ Sakiko, Mari, Ayumi and Sasuke stood in front of their homeroom teacher's desk as she addressed them.

The crowd has gone quiet. By the fifth slap, I catch Vladimir’s wrist mid-swing. “Enough.” This is new but the sight of him being hurt, hurts me “Enough?!” Vladimir’s accent thickens . "This сука broke my fingers!” “And I say enough.” Our eyes lock. Vladimir’s eyes are ice-blue and furious, glaring. He wouldn't dare disobey me. Finally,he drops his fist and Remington falls with a bloody face. Fucking beautiful. “We'll let you go.” I say nodding at Caden who moves closer to him.

The three teenage girls opposite them struggled to hold in their laughter. Irritated, Sakura flipped her long hair dramatically in an attempt to regain his attention. The motion whipped across Tarzan’s face, hitting him in the eye. “What the—?” he groaned, eyes snapping open. Lena finally looked over. Her jaw dropped at the sight of the beautiful, plump Asian girl in the mini skirt leaning toward Tarzan. “I’m so sorry!” Sakura said with fake sweetness. “I didn’t mean to hit you with my hair.” Lena’s stomach twisted as Sakura reached out to touch his face. Before she could, Tarzan’s hand shot up instinctively, slapping her fingers away.

Situshu panicked and shouted, 'You can't fight!' A slap, ruthlessly left in her face. 'Bitch, is it your turn to talk?' After the man flustered and frustratedly finished playing, he felt Japanese, but he couldn't help kicking her. As a result, he didn't react. The man who was just standing not far away didn't know when he had gone around behind him. The next second, he only heard a clear click, and the man's finger was abruptly broken by Pear Month!

The indescribable pain almost suffocated him. "What... what's going on?" "Oh my god! Someone's dead! Someone's dead!" Seeing Miyamoto Ichiro on the ground, a large number of pedestrians outside Sakura Sun-style cuisine store screamed out. At this moment, Miyamoto Ichiro landed in front of the gate of the Sakura Sun-style cuisine. As Yang Xiao kicked him in the chest, Shinichi Miyamoto felt as if he had been hit by a big truck, and his ribs were broken. He fell from the fourth floor, and his back was almost badly mutilated.

BAKA! Suddenly, Sora punched his brother in the head. “Itai! What did you do that for?” I couldn’t help myself from laughing. I covered my mouth to keep quiet. “How could you be disrespectful to your own brother?” The scene between brothers is so funny. “What? You have many concubines. What’s wrong if I want to take one? I doubt that you even pay attention to all of them.” Seichi, you’re digging your own grave. Sora’s expression was unreadable. He was about to punch him again when I held his hand. He looked at me and I shook my head.

‘How could he be so terrifyingly good at fighting? ‘It must have been a hallucination!’ Suzaku forcibly clamped and kicked her long leg, lifting her whole body like a spring. Then, she stepped onto the sofa’s back with her left leg and lunged toward Alex with a great speed, as if she were an arrow. She refused to believe any of this! However, the reality was much crueler than she had imagined. Alex landed another slap on her face. Despite her extremely fast speed, Alex was still able to aim precisely for her face. A firework-like explosion sounded as the slap landed on her face. Suzaku’s entire face had gone numb, as if electric current were running through her face.