Six Blades Jiu-jitsu Keller Novels & Stories

Reid voice billows. E.J who heard it instantly did the move. "Lithious Imperious" thousands of swords suddenly appeared around E.J which was wrapped in ki. Suddenly, E.J raised his right hand and the blades around him followed his comand. The blades flew quickly to the enemies as its struck them down. Dust of smoke formed inside the Celious vizar. Nathan already saw this attack that happened almost more than a month ago. The same techniqued he uses to those ten notorious men.

… Refined Blade Dojo was located along the street filled with gyms and dojos. Inside one of the training rooms, shouts could be heard. “Aaaargh!” Agonizing groans sounded one after another. Disciples of the Refined Blade Clan, in full kendo equipment that only revealed the eyes and covered the entire body, were sent hurtling three meters away and could not get up. In the center was a young man in black karate uniform and a bamboo sword. Clap. Clap. Clap. Slow claps came from the entrance. Aiden, in white karate uniform, appeared at the entrance with a smile. He said, “Speed reigns supreme in martial arts. As expected of the Refined Blade Slash.

I was aware that if I got mad and attacked him, I could kill him unintentionally. He rose from the floor and dusted his jean shorts. "We don't owe you anything, Blade. You stopped being Alpha the moment you stepped out of the pack house." Despite my rising fury, i let out a sneer and moved casually to him. "Apologize," Killian advised, scared of what I'd do to Dan but it was obvious that Dan had grown some balls since the last time we met. Or maybe he had forgotten who I was. I needed to remind him that I was the Ripper and I could make his life vulnerable and miserable in a blink of an eye.

“We’re doing a demo first. Kael and Sian. You’ll all observe.” I blinked. Sian stepped forward, his usual grin missing. He looked serious now. More focused. Kael unsheathed his weapon, a blunt sparring sword, and gave a lazy shrug, like this was all too easy for him. The two faced each other. “Begin!” the instructor called. For a moment, everything went still. Then Kael moved.Fast. Like veryfast. In one smooth motion, he ducked under Sian’s swing, turned, and swept Sian’s legs from under him. Before Sian could hit the ground, Kael spun and tapped the flat of his blade against Sian’s back.

The blade inside was a bright silver, and from just staring at it he could tell the blade was extremely sharp. He tested it by swinging the blade outward and halting it before it touched the walls. “It's so smooth, and light. I like this one.” Rainer took a few more practice swings, it felt like the katana was made for him to use. The grip was perfect, the weight was light, and the length was just right. In the middle of a swing the intercom interrupted his concentration "Number seven hundred, please report to the arena. Your fight is about to begin in twenty minutes. Please be sure to make your final preparations." said the voice

Within seconds, he was flat on the ground, clutching his jaw. Kael’s voice was quiet but firm. “See how he leads with his right arm, it is predictable. And the other…. ” he pointed at the one on the ground “…..he’s quick to defend but never aims to finish, they are both really sloppy, so take note of their blind spot.” I nodded slightly. “Got it.” When the taller boy stood victorious, Kael turned to me. “Your turn.” “Seriously?” I asked, staring at him like he’d lost his mind. “You want me to fight him?”

"I still don't like you. But I don't want you to die." "That's the nicest thing you've ever said to me." "Don't get used to it." She left. That afternoon, Kael trained me himself. No Vera. No Elias. Just him and me in the yard. "Knives are good," he said. "But your body is your best weapon." "I thought knives were my best weapon." "Knives can be taken. Your body can't." He stood in front of me. His feet were shoulder-width apart. His hands were open at his sides.

The martial art instructor arrived on the spot and he was immediately bombarded with questions. “How did this happen? Didn’t you check everything before?” He asked. “Yes, we already checked everything and we checked again just now and there shouldn’t be any problem at all. Is there an issue with Gianna’s knife?” The martial artist asked. The knife was brought forward and everyone was surprised to find out it was a real knife. Not the imitation knife they had used before. Someone had switched the blade into the real one, so when Selena held it, she felt no difference.

"Stop fighting me." "Never," JP growled. "I will not be a slave to anyone. Especially not an Albeon warrior." He swung again. "For the love of—" Ike blocked. "You're not my slave." Blades clashed together. The sound of the clang was ear-piercing. Ducking, dodging, and darting behind his control board, Ike moved as taught by Baja. He kept JP at the proper distance to engage but not to get tangled up in tentacles.

The corners of Jay’s lips tilted beautifully just as members of the Doomsday Organization ran toward him. Then, he dashed across the grassland with the speed of a cheetah into the midst of people. He began to fight them. It was unlike members of the Ares family to sit by and watch. Guards from Château de Selene’s guard barrack began to rush out with specialized armor. Jay spoke, “Show me what you’ve got.” His legs would still be rather stiff had it not been for his vigorous physical therapy these past few days. Jay’s movements were swift and strong as he was smart enough to couple the strength of Taekwondo that he had learned ever since he was a child and the fluidity of mixed martial arts t