Novel & Cerita Shinobu Breathing Style

Corien exhaled and sat down on the remnants of the table, crossing his legs in the Burmese position – a less rigid form of the lotus position – his legs bent at the knee, folded in front of his body, feet on the ground. His back was straight, his shoulders relaxed. He placed his hands in front of his lower abdomen, fingers touching lightly, and gently closed his eyes. He inhaled and held his breath for what felt like an impossible length of time. Gravan knelt in Seiza form – resting his glutes on his calves. His shoulders and back were relaxed and upright. He placed himself to Corien’s right, about three feet away from the former Alpha. He placed his hands in the same way as Corien’s and clo

Slowly, Busaba inhaled it. “Stop.” She halted her breath. “Hu~~” Anubis released it, slowly. Nothing urgent about that body language. Busaba was released the same way. “Hu~~” “Again…” Anubis guided her yet again, without stopping. She did exactly what was taught by him. She inhaled the air, halted it for two seconds, and released it at ease. After the third try, the smile on Anubis’s lips began to appear. His eyes were easing up as well and his locked body became languid.

Alfi said giggling. “Well, at any rate, we have to defeat them all first!” Koji exclaimed. “Roger!” Alfi replied expanding his Iru arm. The shortest one and the tallest one fight hand-to-hand. The tallest one puts his palm to the shortest’s back and suddenly the yellow Iru of the tallest shines the shortest mouth. “Teknik Gabungan: Nafas Kematian! (Combo Technique: Death Breath!)” They exclaimed. The shortest one blows his look-like-wolf-breath to them. Resulting in them turn into bones.

“Hmm? Why?” “Acupuncture skills are derived from the unique breathing skills that are based on the Owen family’s medical skills. Stone did not know how gifted he was. In this century, only our first-generation ancestor owned ‘Breath’, and nobody else had it until Stone was born.” William said, “Stone is the only person who owned ‘Breath’. Only he could skillfully practice this medical skill. Other people can just mimic it. We can roughly learn it, but it’ll be impossible for us to master it. So, how can we make full use of it?”

Thinking of this, Xiao Chuan snapped into a cold sweat as he slowly walked towards Ling Yin. "Dusty Child, have you memorized the Seven Tribulation Seven Styles that my master demonstrated just now?" Ling Yin asked as she looked at him. Xiao Chen did not answer her and still walked over step by step, Ling Yin's color snapped, "Master is asking you words! Remember it clearly yet!" Xiao Chuan was suddenly startled and came back to his senses, nodding his head in a wooden manner, as if he had just watched that Seven Thunders Sword Technique just now only once, it was burned into his mind.

I remember what she says and how she moved and I do the same as I was shown. How to hold the bokken, my grip, my stance. I twirl once more, raising the bokken in the air, twirling it above my head, moving my free hand down the hilt as I bring the bokken down with a war cry. Sweat is glistening on my skin as I continue my training. “You know you are becoming more like an Onryo now.” I stop, my chest heaving and my arm heavy. I turn and look at Alina and bow to her, and she bows back as she steps closer.

It was like a sick joke, a ridicule to the minds of those that thought themselves rational as what they thought impossible unfolded and Cal fell flat to the floor. SHIN SEKAI SECRET: every technique Orie used were self taught. His moves are not based on anyone's style even if they look similar.

Maybe morning. It really doesn’t matter. My head is spinning and I walk out to the patio that over looks a tree line lit by the moon and just look for gravity in any space that I can find it. The cold air is sobering. Chilling my skin and hardening my nipples to remind them what it’s like to not be caged in by the restraints of clothing that binds the females anatomy. I take a deep breath in, forcing out my exhale as fast as possible. A meditation technique to help center me. Deep natural breath in, forced fast breath out. Also known as Fire Breathing.

Shock began to fill Tamashi’s mind as he felt the wind pressure from Sensei’s hand movement on his neck. “Wait, wha- how -HOW DID YOU DO THAT?!” Tamashi felt the plumes of smoke escape from Sensei’s cigarette on his back. “It’s a fairly simple technique. I’m just predicting what you’re going to do next by reading your body language. As you can tell, that technique has worked out well so far.” “Predicting what I’m going to do? But I thought I caught you by surprise in that last-“ “I was already planning in the case that you were going to launch a surprise attack. I was planning for multiple different scenarios when I approached you.”

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *