Novel & Cerita Sharp Short Blows To The Surface Of The Chest

My chest heaves as beads of sweat fall down my forehead. She kicks my stomach with a high kick and I fall back down clutching it trying to resist another blow .My whole body trembles as I lay on the ground wheezing. She straddles me and delivers a hot slap on my cheek. The pain radiates from my cheek to my whole face . She hits me again with a punch and this time I can feel a metallic taste of my blood in my cheek. " Then I will help you remember me ,"she hisses pulling out a pocket knife and aims to stab me . I poke her eye and she screams in pain as we roll over the floor with the knife slipping from her grip.

Melody looked at me in shock but quickly recovered, trying to throw another punch. My fist went to her chest, and I hit her with full force, breaking her sternum and sending her flying several meters away from me. I got up. The stabbing pain in my leg slowly began to disappear as the wound started to close. The anger that was coursing through me made my fists not only clench tightly but also make me tremble to unload them on Melody. Despite the pain and difficulty breathing, Melody stood up, raised her fists, and waited for my next blow.

I start to ask why, but something slams into my stomach-hard enough to knock the air from my lungs. I cough, tasting copper on my tongue. I can't cry out; my chest feels tight as a closed fist, every breath a struggle. I try to do what he said, but my lungs won't cooperate. "ARGHH!" Another blow lands on my chest, sharp and heavy. Pain rips through me, and I convulse, coughing until my throat burns. I don't know what he's hitting me with-flat and solid, each strike leaving my skin numb and hot at the same time. It feels like my blood has slowed to a crawl.

"Fine. Don't cry when you get hurt." He didn't even wait. Jax lunged forward, bringing his wooden blade down in a brutal overhead strike. The wind literally whistled around the wood. I braced my feet and brought my blade up, blocking the blow. The impact vibrated violently up my arms, rattling the bones in my wrists.

She was something else entirely, something I couldn’t understand. Before I could react, she moved. Faster than I thought possible, her hand shot out, striking me square in the chest. The force of the blow sent me flying backward, my body slamming into the ground with enough force to make my bones groan in protest. Pain radiated through me as I struggled to breathe, my ribs aching with every shallow gasp. I tried to get up, but my limbs felt heavy, unresponsive. I managed to push myself into a sitting position, my vision swimming.

But the Blade-Stalker was smarter than I thought. It didn't try to use its blade. Instead, its massive, free left fist came flying out from the dark in a sudden, brutal counter-sweep that I didn't see coming. The heavy, leathery knuckles hit me directly in the center of my chest with the force of a speeding truck. CRACK.

Well… He is not doing it fast enough for me… It takes me one leap, and I push his body of Trinity. As he tumbles to the floor, I pin her between my legs, and BANG… I smash my hands into her chest and start chest compression. One…to…thirty… One…two breaths… Nothing… I do it again… I smash her chest as hard as these fists won't hurt those delicate ribs, and I keep on pumping and breathing, pumping and breathing.

“Argh!” It was Zayn who launched his attack. No one saw how Zayn made his move, but it seemed to happen all in a flash. It was obvious that Axton’s slap was about to land on Zayn’s chest, but soon afterward, Zayn began to play his cards to strike after the enemy had struck. His fist collided into Axton’s palm and fractured it like it was a brittle dead branch. Then, he delivered a heavy punch to Axton’s chest. The blow was so strong that it landed on Axton’s chest without any resistance, instantly sinking a gaping hole through Axton’s chest. The crater in Axton’s chest could only be spotted in a quick glance as his body that was close to 100 kilograms was blasted away by the impact.

Close-quarters, unexpected—it hurts like hell. Before I can draw breath, another blow cracks into my ribs. Something pops, hot and sharp, and my whole side lights up. Suddenly breathing becomes impossible. I cry out, curling in on myself. My vision blurs as I look up at him. Eli towers over me, face twisted, his foot cocked back for another kick.

She side stepped my incoming blow, & before I could acknowledge what was happening she landed a seriously powerful blow straight to the center of my chest that made me stumble back a few steps. OK, this was what I was trying to force out of her. But what the hell was that? She stepped forward towards me, but I had no clear read on her next move. I thought she was attempting to set her self up for a combo, & went to block, but I instead received 3 quick kicks to the insides of my legs before her hands came out of nowhere & hit me 3 times, once on each side of my rib cage, just under my armpits & once in the gut, knocking the air out of me, making it hard to breathe. She dropped down & swiped