The Bleeding Five Finger Death Punch Novels & Stories

Assassin Five's body flickered with a blood-red glow as he vanished from his spot. Seeing this, Chase felt a headache coming. It was the Great Void Technique again! Chase could recognize the Martial Soul Hall's technique at a glance. However, Assassin Five's version was tinged with blood-red, and as the mist of blood spread, shadows appeared within it. They were accompanied by faint cries and wails. The two clashed instantly, and Chase employed Caspian's supreme technique, the Ancient Wave Punch. It was just that the fist technique that had always been unbeatable now failed to achieve success. Not only did the force of the punches fail to stack up, but each punch was weaker than the last.

*punch* *punch* His death should be the cruellest death in this history. I want to give him that. *punch* *punch* *punch* I will give him the most painful death. I WILL! *hard punch* *bag torn and sand fell with a 'whoof' sound* Yes! Just like this bag, you will fall on my mother's feet, lifeless! I promised that faceless monster in my imagination. I sighed and removed the layer hanging and replaced it with a new bag and continued to work out my anger. While I was at the verge of breaking the fifth bag, The door to my small gym slammed opened and my mom sighed in relief.

Ouro asked condescendingly. “Pah!” Five spat, but Ouro got out of the way. Then he exerted more force on his foot. Five, who was already seriously injured, had blood pouring out of his mouth. His eyes were fixed on Ouro as if he wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood. Not only was everything that should have belonged to him taken away, but he also had to die at the hands of his enemy. So, it would be strange if Five was able to accept this.

The two powerful fists collided with each other, and a loud explosive boom rang out. In the next second, the old man has blasted a few meters away and plopped hard onto the ground, spewing fresh blood before he inhaled his final breath. “What the heck? No way! One punch and the seventh-grade ultimate god-level fighter is dead? Just like that?” The old man from the Pavilion of Soaring Eagles was shocked down to the soles of his shoes; his voice was trembling uncontrollably and his eyes refused to believe what he saw.

He instantly felt like a complete person, like a killing machine with high precision. With a quick step forward, he appeared before the Viper’s Den agent. He threw a punch. His fist, equipped with a brass knuckle, landed precisely at the agent’s chest. “Thump!” There was no excessive move, no fancy skills, just a straightforward and impactful punch. The punch sent the agent flying out of the ring with blood gushing from his mouth. He crashed into the audience seat. A few twitches later, the agent who served Jude died on the spot.

He charged at me again, flinging his fists wildly, and I could feel the whoosh sound from his punches whizzing past my fucking face. As I moved swiftly, ducking and dodging, I carefully navigated between his attacks, waiting for the perfect opportunity. Finally, I spotted an opening. Without wasting a moment, I delivered a powerful uppercut to his chin. The satisfying sound of bones breaking beneath my gloves gave me a rush of triumph. "FUCK!" Kyle let out a growl of pain and stumbled backward, collapsing onto the mat. I mounted on top of him and flung my fists repeatedly in his face until the referee stopped me, afraid I might actually kill him.

He just felt that this punch had exceeded the speed of sound and even reached a level that even he could not imagine. "Bang!" Under everyone's shocked eyes. Crippled Scorpion was sent flying by this punch. The fist ruthlessly smashed Crippled Scorpion's chest. The four meters tall terrifying body of Crippled Scorpion was like a small collapsed mountain as it flew backwards at an extremely fast speed. "Rumble" The ground shook! Crippled Scorpion's body formed a huge pit on the ground. On the contrary, Zephyr Khan closed his eyes again after the punch.

The daggers Killian had used in stabbing him had already begun to drop on the floor. I was so lost watching Killian’s light that I had forgotten about mine. Vampire 4 punched me across the face with his massive fists. His punch was so heavy, I went flying across the room. Vampire 5 appeared behind me and tried his foot at my back. I did a backflip, and now behind him. He tried his right elbow at me. He was so fast all I could do was cross my forearms together to block it. The force of the punch pushed me but I stood my ground. Vampire 5 tried his fist again but I was after. I flipped into the air and got hit by vampire 4’s massive fist. I got punched almost a mile away.

He charged directly toward them and killed all three in one fell swoop. Just like that, he had killed all five members of Team FPK. The commentators were stunned yet again— “Woah! If my memory serves me right, this is the first time a professional gamer killed five enemies during his first match. And he did it all on his own, too!” Commentator A exclaimed. “You’re right. Even Alex never did something like this back then! This guy is incredible!” Commentator B exclaimed. “He is truly a genius! Is he even human?” Commentator A asked.

If anything happens to them we get punished…those pampered princesses. I came through another man's shadow, but he noticed me. I grabbed the tip of his gun, pushing it up and then punching him dead in the throat. I am not sure why, but the throat seems to be my favorite place to punch. Maybe it's the feel of hitting an Adam's apple hard enough to break beneath my fist. The man spit up blood and I punched him in the throat again. This time I crushed his windpipe. I watched him choke on his blood, slowly dying beneath me.