Toji Weapons Novels & Stories

And, just as before, Ryu nodded, insisting on being honest. "I... I slapped her," Endo stammered in fear. "Knuckle." Kenji extended his hand, and one of the men stepped forward, producing a brass knuckle from his jacket. It was a weapon worn on the hand, made of iron, about a handspan long, with four holes for the fingers. Kenji slid the weapon onto his right hand, ensuring that all four fingers, except for the thumb, fit into the holes, and tightly clenched his fist.

The collection was so complete that Ivo's mouth fell open slightly. “Whoa... I really regret never going with Holland to buy weapons like these,” he said, because all the weapons here were very complete. There were many pistols of various sizes, complete with many types of bullets. Even complete data was included. Not only that, but there were also various kinds of sharp weapons here, ranging from swords, knives, kunai, traditional Asian weapons, and others. Don't forget the explosives neatly lined up on the shelf to the right. There were time bombs, smoke bombs in various shapes, and homemade bombs. Everything was really complete.

Cai Kang asks. "No, this helps you keep your thoughts together. I don't want you to be destroying property when you're lovesick." Toya corrects her. "This is a memento of my mom. I can lend you this for today only so if you come back without it or if it's damaged in any way... then I will tear you from limb to limb. Believe it when I said that you don't want to piss me off." Toya threatens. "Alright, I get it. I promise to lend them back in one piece." Cai Kang assures him.

All he could do now was sit and wait for Kirou to finish the assembly. Like that, another ten minutes passed. When Kirou's hands finally stopped moving, assembled on the table were two unique shaped bladed weapons. If any martial art fanatic from the real world was present, they would recognize that the assembled weapons looked similar to single bladed tonfas. The difference was that barrel holding the blades was a bit wider and more reinforced.

"Boss...please... I didn't know. Please...don't...kill me." "Kill you? I won't. Why would you think that?" Murmuring gently in response, fleshy lips flattened in thoughts. The tzar's casual steps brought him to a secure panel. He punched in a series of codes, it beeped and slowly opened to reveal trays of weapons, displayed for Dominic's personal use. Perfect. It had been a while but he had not forgotten. All types of specially made knives were displayed and arranged perfectly before him, from fixation Bowies, authentic katanas, bolos, Gerber, and...

“Yes but…. It’s quite troublesome to create it again, because the one I gave you is the best masterpiece I have on me right now.” “Wait, does this mean you have more!?” She asked in a panic. Zhu Wushang smiled and nodded before he produced more of the weapon he created. There’s a Spear, One edge Blade, Guandao, Falchion, Rapier, and many more of the hidden weapon types like throwing-daggers and needles. “All of these weapons can destroy the protective aura of the celestial expert like tofu, but it still cannot do what [Bai Lan] can do.” He explained before keeping all of it within his storage ring.

This is the ultimate path a ninja would pursue. They would use weapons such as shurikens, darts, and blow darts. They also like coating their blades with highly toxic substances so their opponents cannot escape death even if they were to fail in the upfront assassination. In case they fail, the toxins would work their magic and eventually kill the opponent. A minute had passed and Aota was still unable to detect any movement from Charlie. His hearing had covered almost the entire park and after a moment, he concluded that there was only one living being in the park, and that was himself.

Ahn removed something from one of the cabinet. “This place is kind of mini storage for us. We also display few weapon which are designed by us or the one we used to win our first fight. Kind of sentimental for us” Ahn said as saw Yoonji looking at the weapons with interest. Ahn handed the smooth cloth to Yoonji. The cloths which he gave to Yoonji were simple top and leggings. "And these cloths won't burnt out. It looks pretty normal to me. Actually, it is extra thin" Yoonji said feeling and observing its texture.

asked Eun Ji in an investigative tone. “Brought what?” asked Lily curiously. “Weapons. We are dealing with vampires here. Our whole judo, karate, taekwondo and boxing practice won’t work in front of those supernaturally strong creatures. We need real weapons” said Eun Ji in a serious tone. “Of course, we brought. I will start” said Min Ji opening her bag first. Min Ji opened her bag and there were different shades of red colored powder along with one bag of black powder, another bag of brown powder and last bag of white powder.

On Baruz's hip, the polished barrel of a short shotgun, obviously custom-made, gleamed. The smooth handle smoothly turned into a sharp spike. Neat hieroglyphs cut along the barrel, a pair of leather straps holding the weapon securely against his thigh. On the belt, in the scabbard, dangled a wooden stake, about thirty-five centimeters long, the Kol from above is enclosed in a kind of steel cage with pointed edges. The hilt is tightly wrapped with a tsuka-Ito (“hilt thread”), similar to the winding of Japanese swords, with a double overlap, the Guard smoothly protrudes from the hilt, forming a small rhombus, with concave sides and served more for beauty than protection.