The Boxer Webtoon Characters Novels & Stories

Zephyr met his attack with Draken, causing a great metal ring to echo. The two of them were sent back by a few steps, before coming back to blows again. “This guy’s trouble! He’s good, too good!” Boxer said, wide-eyed as he observed the battle. Even he knew he did not have the strength to contend with the four Masters, and he was an Agile of level three! Although it was but a level’s difference, the actual difference in power was night and day. Boxer did not have confidence in winning should he engage any of the Masters.

Who would send him the box? He signed for it and looked at the sender. There was his father’s name. Before he could understand and think about how it could be, two big men came in and shoved him inside. Adi lost his balance and fell down, still clutching the box. “Give me the box,” shouted one of them, while the other came towards Adi, his hands extended to snatch the box. "Jacky, attack," commanded Adi. Out of nowhere, Jacky ran in and bit the man’s hand. As he held his bleeding hand, crying in pain, Jacky fell on the other one, his full weight made the burly man stumble and lose his balance.

He wasn't in good shape, Megan knew it, Noah knew it, Zack knew it, Austin knew it, Naya knew it but they keep trying to help him out. "Hope to see you around soon. Be careful, we don't want things happening all over again" she warned. He nod his head. "Naya's back" she spilled. Max smiled. "Happy to see you guys again" he said. "You too" she said before walking away with a wave. Noah's POV After school was over, everyone kept cheering at me. You ask why? Because, tonight I'm boxing against one of the strongest boxers. "Noah, are you ready?" Ashley asked as she walked up to me. I'm starting to doubt her attitude towards me. She's acting suspicious.

she asks, interest shining in her eyes. "Yes. He's very, very handsome," I answer, as we walk to where Lion is waiting for me, working for the meantime with Bax as I expected. He is signing something to Lion, "Baxter is not a boxer but he trains with me because he doesn't want to be fat again." Baxter turns to us when he hears what I said and raises his middle finger at me. He knows how to communicate in Italian, Spanish and English in his sign language and yet the sign he uses most around me is that one. How peculiar.

Swish! Hearing that, all the people present were shocked. The person who came on the stage at this moment was Tai, the young boxing champion of Thai Box. It was also Kun's brother, who had been kicked to the ground by Yang Xiao earlier. Kun's master was the old fist king while his brother was the young fist king. Their background was incredible. He had learned a lot in his life, but he was defeated by Yang Xiao in the end. He didn't have the strength to launch a single blow.

I said, taking another punch. “Let's take a break kid, I’m tired just lookin’ at ya. You got a name,” he asked. “It’s been Austin but I was recently informed it's Aleksey. Still waiting to meet the boss though,” I said, taking off my boxing gloves. “Aleksey? Like that pit bull they shot a while back,” he said, shaking his head. “Something like that I guess. Let’s get some grub,” I said, dropping the gloves and smoothing back my hair.

I plead, but recieve no reply, and simply get pushed down on the sofa in the living room, in front of the television. Amber looks at Liam and lets out a deep breath. "Okay, you feeling okay, Soph? Everything fine?" she asks and I groan. "Just tell me." I demand and she nods, moving to the side, and then turns on the television. Axel. On BBC, there's a picture of Axel, leaving a building that looks a lot like a gym, and there's writing that says:"NEW CHAMPION: MEET THE BOXER WHO HAS BEATEN THE BEST FIGHTER IN THE WORLD!"

I laughed, standing up. “Don’t fight with him again. He’s really strong,” I say to him, going to the kitchen. “You don’t need to tell me twice,” he mumbled. Dexter was a boxer in high school and college days. After he got off the wheelchair, he started boxing again, and he was really good at it. I don’t know if he still boxes, but I know for a fact he’s strong. I won’t want to be at the receiving end of his punch. I breathed out, feeling so much relief. Hopefully, I was wrong about Deborah. If not, I am literally about to be friends with someone who hates the sight of me and my child, someone that could be a danger to her.

He sighed, sweat dripping from his forehead. “I’m okay, Zach. These don't give pain at all.” He replied, his words broken. Nat was a native Spanish just like me, but his English was quite interesting to hear. “Deus is quite an influential, no?” “He is. But he had angered that boxer.” He leaned back on the couch as I patched up his injuries with a bandage. Several tattoos lingering on his bulky chest. “Proud of that boxer though.” I chuckled, feeling somewhat proud for the unknown human.

The worst of human nature was unleashed to the extreme, laid bare for all to see without restraint. Regulars here knew that the seemingly brutal boxing matches were just an appetizer. Next, there would be even more brutal things happening. With time, everything would only become increasingly cruel and also more stimulating. After the first round of boxing came the second round. Unlike the first round, where the players were evenly matched, the second round of boxing was more exciting and brutal. On the left stood a tall and sturdy guy about 6 feet tall. On the right side was a short, thin, pale guy who looked like a malnourished little boy.