Samurai Pedang Novels & Stories

My voice is rough, and my instincts are already whispering that I’m in for some kind of well-planned trouble. Her tone of voice alone has let me know that not everything is ok. She had wanted to toy with someone today, and I had made it so easy for her. “A demonstration on the precision of weaponry,” She says smoothly, pulling her katana from behind her. She always has he samurai blade on her, but most of us forget it’s there. I’ll never forget again. Hell, I’ll never be late again.

The commentator's voice was soon heard as he professionally introduced the two fighters. "In one corner of the ring stood Yuka "The Samurai" Nakamura, a highly skilled martial artist hailing from Japan. She has trained extensively in karate and muay thai, and is known for her lightning-fast kicks and powerful punches. Yuka is also a master of grappling techniques, and can quickly take her opponents down to the mat.

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.

Therefore, short daggers and swords were most suitable for them. After everything was done, Samuel glanced at the crowd and said, "Are you ready? Let's go!"

He shouldn't bear the burden of dealing with my adversaries. As he stepped out of the compact room to fetch drinks, I surveyed my environment, keenly observing every detail. Firstly, the architectural style and the preference for wooden walls and paper lamps hinted that we were still in the East. Secondly, the air carried a distinctive scent that confirmed my suspicion. In the room, stacks of papers were neatly arranged, and a collection of metal swords caught my eye, unmistakably katanas wielded by Samurai warriors. Intrigued, I leaned in and carefully lifted one of the swords from its place.