Shaori Fighting Style Novels & Stories

Mika responded by spitting blood to the ground, "Enough talk, let's finish this" With that they jumped back at one another, swords moving at a blinding speed. Boro used every form he knew, going from one complicated form to the next. Wind Shakes The Willow, then Boar Charges The Hunter, Cobra Spits Its Venom, Fox Hunts The Rabbit. From one form to the next, Boro gained ground on Mika, who was covered in sweat, barely able to hold his sword aloft. By now the dark orange sun was fully in the sky, heat beaming down on to the two fighters. The sand began to get hot, Boro thought he could almost feel the heat through the soles of his caliages.

"Why?" "Your grip is very strong and powerful. What martial arts do you have?" "Only muaythai, capoeira and taekwondo." Ricky was wide-eyed. The woman in front of her was petite, but her abilities were extraordinary and her strength was also great. "Go away," said Shaira. "And sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." Ricky shrugged as he stepped ahead of Shaira. "I'm sorry too for the misunderstanding earlier."

The first one that she slammed roared and attempt to deal with her but Kiara moved faster than him. Without expression showing up on her face, Kiara gives different kinds of combos from kicks to punches and they were all given hard. It was making her opponents stumbled and lose their strength to defend or even their attacks started to get lame. She could easily see them and quickly made some counters to make them down over and over again until they were no more. “You asked for it.” without remorse, Kiara gave them her final blow and easily kill them in armless combat.

It was obvious that if Souichiro wanted it, these women would be willing to spend the night with him. Souichiro felt himself getting excited when he saw the women becoming mad for him. He wished he could kill Harvey in an instant and enjoy the best time in his life. Soichiro didn't want to waste his breath anymore. He slashed with the Demonbane, and there was another flash. So fast! So brutal! So powerful! Everyone started to cheer for him. "Zephyr Slash!" Souichiro immediately used one of the lethal techniques from Shindan Way before running ahead.

Speeding up his pace he lifted both hands into a fighting position and drew his right arm back to land a right cross punch to Shaylin’s face. “Do you think so little of me, wolfie?!” Shaylin was honestly disappointed now. Throwing her left leg back she took a rooted fighting stance, allowing kinetic energy in the ground to stem up into her limbs and strengthen her position; Shay knew damn well Noah was a lot faster and larger than her, so she needed to use his own body against him, without making any rash, uncalculated moves. She was also grateful she wore one of her signature faux leather tights today; she needed all the mobility she could get.

Then she shifts her strategy and fakes a left only to go right, throwing Storn completely off track. He growled happily at the challenge Izo has now presented him, and it only fuels him more. It’s reminding me of Kaia’s fighting style. She is acrobatic and strong. She is also a ruthless killer. She didn’t flinch when she stabbed that rogue in the eye or ripped the throat from another. I want to spar with her later and see how she does up against me. Storn finally pins Izo and mounts her. She starts purring and enjoying his attention before they mark each other and complete their bond. By the time we get back to the pack house, it’s night, and Kaia and I are both a mess.

"Dad, call them back. Don't get involved, this is between us." "And why not? We didn't set any rules against it, did we? So, go ahead, let's continue!" Gregor replied, looking confident. He didn't feel any shame despite being outnumbered against a single woman. Shamia watched her three opponents; although she hadn't expected them to gang up on her, she wasn't worried. She didn't want to use her whip or dagger, as those were meant for Carnifexes, and besides, this was just a friendly match. She planned to fight them hand-to-hand, considering it part of her training.

Liora’s POV My first opponent went down in under two minutes. He was a big guy, a quarterback on the football team, all muscle and size. But he was slow and clumsy, and relied too much on his strength to win—not enough combat technique to hold his own despite his larger stature. He came at me swinging as if he was a battering ram trying to knock down a wall. I dodged the first punch, ducked under the second, and swept his legs out from under him, all before he even had a chance to blink.

Soren. She was finally getting there. To think I had my doubts about her making it to the second round, but she proved me wrong. I had no idea she was this strong. Funniest, she was using fighting techniques not given to her by either Darson or Jarith. I took notice of that, the day I accompanied Facklor. She had taken down Jarith within a heartbeat. It didn't end there. She took out the girls in the pack and then some of the strongest fighters in Veridian.

Her petite body launched into the air, soaring about five meters before closing the distance again. Then, came a flurry of attacks, and blows rained down like a sudden storm, each one fast, fierce, and precise. She snapped, "You ignorant old freak, how dare you lay a hand on Andrew. Die!" Walter hissed like a cornered viper, his twisted old face contorted with rage. His fingers curled into claws, summoning a web of shadowy afterimages that blocked every strike Shiloh threw. This was Andrew's first time seeing Shiloh unleash her true martial prowess. Every move she made flowed like water: soft and fluid, yet unbelievably fast and devastating.