Samurai Pedang Novels & Stories

His sword showed a chopping motion, and the death soldier raised his broadsword horizontally in front of him. Samel hummed as his wrist twisted flexibly and the chopping motion changed into a slashing one in a single second which caught the death soldiers off guard. The broadsword was pushed aside even with its heavy weight as Samel’s wrist once again turned swiftly as his sword flipped in a circle before directly pointing at the death soldiers legs and severing his tendons that instantly disabled the other party.

he said as his face turned serious this time. Later, he opened a second secret closet and said, "This is a samurai sword, or katana, depending on your preference. If you use it correctly, it can save your life." For now, I want you to learn the basics. You need to practice these basic fighting skills with me every day until you learn them all. Do you understand?" I nod my head, “Yeah.” “So here we go, let’s start it right now.” “You mean, right now?” “Yes, right now.”

I bow my head respectfully to the armour and stand up, giving one last look as I follow behind Keomi. “That armour belonged to my ancestor, the legendary Samurai, Minato Hamada. He was a great warrior and clan leader. In here you find my papas armour. Even though we don’t wear them anymore, we still have them made. It is a tradition in our family. We have used the same sword smiths for generations. Our steel is the best. The Katanas you use are made by our sword smiths.” She says, and I look at her in awe. I have always found Japanese history and their culture fascinating. “I had no idea. Please thank them for me,” she giggles and nods her head.

After a short pause, Ding Hao and Ding Tong immediately began the second confrontation. In less than one and a half hours, they had performed all the saber and sword moves they had learned in their lives. Ding Tong had mastered hundreds of ancient saber and sword techniques. He had mastered all the famous saber and sword techniques from God's Palace's library. Along the way, Ding Hao displayed all the saber and sword techniques he had learned in the confrontation just now, including the Rapid-Cross Sword, Setting out with One Saber, Seven Black Cut, and all the saber and sword skills in the Heaven Sabre - Peerless Sword Tower.

Fighting to push me away, he throws his arms behind him blindly when he unintendedly releases his hold around the dagger, allowing it to slip away from his grip and clamber just out of reach as it flings off into the distance. “No-“ Sam roars as his widened eyes follow the carved weapon; his fingers outstretched as he desperately tries to grab the blade while it clatters to the side, failing to retrieve it despite his best attempts after witnessing his negligent mistake, “what have you done?” he bellows furiously.

I said. Richard said, “They are Katanas, Japanese samurai swords.” He pointed to the one I’d admired. “That one is about five hundred years old.” After he removed his gear, Richard joined me by the window and put his arm around my waist. “Did you sleep well?” He nuzzled his unshaven face into my neck and hair. His rough beard tickled, and my shoulder inadvertently crept to my ear. “Yes, I did.” I wrapped my arms around his warm body and gave him a kiss. The heady odor of his perspiration aroused me.

It was confirmed that the man was a fake samurai. The man drew closer to Nana. There was already a traditional Japanese weapon 'SAI' in his hand. "With this I will punch a hole in your throat, Miss. Your papa told me not to kill you quickly. So, I will do it slowly. "First, I'll stab your throat with this 'Sai'. Then, I'll let your blood seep out. I'd be so happy to see you begging to get rid of you immediately. Hahaha... I can't wait to do it." The man spoke again. Once he was about to raise his 'sai' into the air, making Nana's body tremble violently.

" Hell bloody no, his bicep and broad shoulder were more interesting, though. How would it feel if I ran my hands downward? Would he moan? "I want you to remember that perhaps the most diverse and exotic types of swords were the Asian swords, which include straight, double-edged Chinese longswords (Jian) and single-edged Chinese Sabers (Dao), as well as a myriad of other exotic weapons favoured by martial artists the world over. See this?" Andrew held the sword like it was his other hand, expertly and effortlessly, impressive though. He had been explaining it since forever, which bored her death, but, all Diana could remember was the glint of that sword and his dweet pale hands. It was like

XII The samurai walked down the path. Olgierd looked at him. That man was strange. His hair was strangely placed on the top of his head. He carried two swords, the long one was on his back while the normal one was around his waist. Both of the swords were made in the same pattern. The long was twice the size of the normal one. Olgierd betted that the samurai's second sword was lighter than his. The shape and the curve meant that the sword-man was extremely fast. He heard stories about them, unlike most people, Olgierd believed in stories.

August's POV I've been restless for days. No Draco showed up to us and only Marcus is the one who is conducting the training. Marcus looks disturbed as well because of Draco. I know this is worrying too but what can we do? We don't even know where Draco is now. No one can tell where he is. I just looked at the weapons lying there. They are all samurai. They are identical to swords but they are lighter than swords in Pandora. "Today, you will be demonstrating sword handling. A professional will be your spar partner. You will be using a real samurai, just avoid getting hurt." Marcus told us and Misha suddenly became depressed.