Striker X Blitz Novels & Stories

I can feel it without looking — the weight of collective focus, the way hundreds of small reactions cancel each other out into a kind of charged stillness. Liu Fengwei presses harder. Thunderstrike Scripture Second Form — he hasn't used this in the tournament videos I never watched but somehow know through System-provided combat analysis — doubles his movement speed at the cost of precision. He becomes a blur of blue-white lightning, striking from three angles simultaneously through a split-step technique that covers the ring's distance in half a second. Two strikes land. Left ribs, right hip. Both hurt. I stumble back to the ring's edge, breathing carefully.

I nodded while smiling and waving at everyone I recognized. "Yes, I am. It's Dante's night!" I said into the microphone. "Of course, of course. We all know there is no one here who supports Dante Solano more than you do. How sure are you that he will win this season? I mean, we all know the Solano brothers are the best strikers there are. Voss Solano was also nominated this season. He played well this year as well," she said. My stomach dipped, but I still held my smile.

But the Xeria cultivator was quick—he kicked off the ground, leaping into the air with the agility of a bird. With a flick of his wrist, a sharp gust of wind shot toward Crystal, carrying small, jagged pebbles with it. Crystal narrowed her eyes and swiftly raised her hand, summoning a layer of ice in front of her. The wind slammed into the ice wall, scattering in different directions. The Xeria fighter didn’t stop. Twisting his body midair, he used the wind to propel himself forward, closing the gap between them. He landed on the side of a rocky outcrop, using it as a launchpad to strike from an angle.

"JumpStart, quick! You see that giant blaster on the right arm. You need to disable it before it can charge again!" "On it," I say with a nod of my head. Doing the same as SpeedBlade, I run toward Silent as he keeps on smoking and spinning. Waiting for the right moment, I jump and land on the right arm. Raising my stun baton, I stab the weird-looking blaster and turn it on. Electricity pours out and the blaster starts to shake and lights up. It doesn't take long before the blaster itself starts to smoke as well. Taking my baton back, I jump off and land on my feet. Looking back, I see the blaster breaks right off.

"Damn! He must've started training in the womb. Just his opening move could kill me ten thousand times over!" Boom! Thunder rolled as five massive lightning bolts crashed down, each thick as pillars. It was a terrifying scene to behold. "Five Thunders Strike!" This was Felix's strongest move. Before this, no one had warranted using it until he met Vilebane. The thunderous impacts carved a massive crater in the ground. "Not bad, kid!" To Felix's horror, Vilebane's voice cut through the chaos. Felix instinctively leaped back. Vilebane appeared before him almost immediately with his fist stuck out.

Opened it. Inside: New Personal Defense Suite Infernum Blade: titanium-carbon edge, blood-slicked handle, can slice through bone. Viper X Pistol: ceramic-built, invisible to airport scanners, rapid-fire burst with double helix barrel. Kronos Injector: a last-resort serum, adrenaline spike, pain-killer, and cognition boost all in one. One injection. Thirty minutes of god-mode. I strapped the Viper X to my thigh. “No more mistakes.” Milo nodded. “I’ve scrambled the estate’s signal zone. No outside GPS. Anyone trying to trace here gets redirected to Morocco.”

Bolt Doyen moved almost instantly as he vanished from the spot and attacked Kayson with a palm strike. Kayson hopped back and avoided him easily, looking at Bolt Doyen in confusion. “Peak middle-stage pre-celestial fighter?” He was surprised that Xander actually had an expert like this around him. Xander heaved, nearly scaring himself witless just now. “Oh, you’ve got the guts to send yourself here. huh?” “Why not?” Kayson smiled. Xander did not expect him to be so brazen and cried right away, “Bolt Doyen, kill him! I want him dead without any remains!”

STRIKER As soon as we were out of sight for my people, Lana hit my back with her small fists. “ Put me down, Striker! ” She hissed as she continued to hit me. “ No. ” I walked through the trees, approaching the familiar spot. “ If you don’t put me down right now, I will— ” “ What? You will scream? ” I chuckled and squeezed her ass. She was so peachy, and juicy, and perfect for my hands. I couldn’t let my hands wander anywhere else.

He didn't get to finish the word 'Anomaly. Dante’s right paw didn't swing; it shot forward like a pneumatic ram, the five-inch claws no longer made of steel but of solid, light-drinking obsidian. The blow caught the lead enforcer directly across the center of his zinc-plated chest, cutting through the three-inch ceramic strike plates as if they were wet cardboard. The enforcer didn't fly back. The velocity of the strike was so high that his torso simply disintegrated into a gray cloud of aluminum filings, dry hydraulic fluid, and small, copper-wound copper coils that rattled against the ceiling before raining down like hail.

SEALs and Marines advance relentless—rifles cracking thunder, void-piercing rounds punching through carapace with wet cracks. Black ops strike invisible—plasma blades igniting blue, severing limbs in silent arcs. Remy and I board through the heart—gold and violet trails weaving death spirals, boards slicing beasts in half on pass. A spire guardian lunges—massive, maw yawning. I counter—blood lightning forking straight down throat. *Critical Hit: Core Pierced* Spires crack—collapsing in thunderous roars. *Sub-Nest Destroyed – EXP eighty million*