Romans & histoires Tribe Nine Ojiro

I always knew he was strong but not to this extent. The tournament continued, and a series of matches followed. Then number nine and ten was called. My breath hitched, my breathing becoming rapid. Aurora placed a hand on my shoulder, nodding her head in encouragement. Then, I walked to the fighting ground, stepping into the circle, and bracing myself for what to come.

Her white uniform set off her fair skin, making her look even more seductive. “It’s okay. Experts like him must have strong pride. Without pride, one cannot be the strongest. I finally understand why the Refined Blade Dojo can stand firm in Riverbank for so long. It’s because of you, Murao Hokujo. You are the treasure of this dojo,” Aiden said. “Treasure of the dojo? I like the way you put it,” Reiko said with a smile. “Actually, Murao isn’t the face of our dojo. It’s actually Jiro Sakamoto. He and his brother, Taro, are the youngest of us all who became grandmaster in kendo.

"I told you I'd always protect you. My real name is Kaelen Deep." Kaelen Deep! The legendary divine beast that had lived for ten thousand years—Kaelen, the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox! Damn, I actually just landed myself a god-tier protector! In the beast realm, just like in the human world, there were social classes. Beastmen like Blair were the lowest, destined to be servants. Some were a bit higher and got to live free lives. Then there were powerful leaders like the Beast King. But someone like Kaelen, who had lived for ten thousand years and still hadn't died, was in a completely different league. He was what they called a divine beast.

Based on his outfit, he was not a local. Dragon Scale was stunned. Before she could ask, Dragon Head introduced him to her, “This is the VIP I invited from Japan, Kazuo Yamamoto.” Kazuo Yamamoto? Dragon Scale frowned a little. She felt like she had heard that name somewhere. All of a sudden, she remembered it. “Are you the current tribe leader of the Iga Ninjas?” Dragon Head gave her a big thumbs-up. “Wow, you’re quite knowledgeable. Like you said, Mr. Yamamoto is the tribe leader of the Iga Ninjas. I purposely invited him from Japan to deal with Thomas.”

This group of four was a strong bunch, each was a Strength of level nine at the very least. “Why do you resist, boy? Just give us your scoreboard, and we will let you go! You must realize that offending the Ninth Prince is a terrible idea!” one of the pursuers called out. He was dressed in a purple robe, and possessed great power. With a flick of his wrist, their target’s attack was broken. “F*ck off! I would rather give my scoreboard to others, than that dog of a prince!” the young man replied. His attitude was terribly fiery as he cursed without a second thought.

"B-But you weren't speaking to Kenji," "He's apologized," Ora said with a shrug, like it wasn't something important. Slowly, the happy look on her face dimmed as she stared at her friend who didn't look as happy as she was, "This— This isn't good news, I suppose," "No, no," Nine was shaking her head, trying to control her breathing. "I'm— I'm happy for him, of course." It's me, she thought. If Lior was the future heir, it meant he was... He was going to be the King?

"Wait, before we go. Are you ready to fight for y'all loved ones?" "There's a fight?" Nami asked with her eyelids half closed. All of us were drunk, while we're inside my office, and were about to go to heaven to take back our partners. No one seems to mind that tho, we borrowed courage from alcohol and we're about to make the biggest history in Mt. Olympus and Jiroo will be our leader for this stupid plan because he wants to show what he has become after his own father disowned him. "There will be, for sure, I know my father from the back of this beautiful hand." Jiroo said while showing us the back of his palm while grinning. "He would not let me go near my bratty sister–."

Anna is also shocked but quickly realizes something. “Lavi…” she whispers in horror. “I think I know who it is!” “Hello Ace.” Both of them jump in shock. Anna knows that voice very well. How can she forget it? They slowly turn towards the voice. Lavi’s eyes fall on a slim girl who is barely an adult. “Long time no see,” Nine grins as her clan members gather behind her, ready to attack. She points at the couple and adds, “Catch them!”

Omar uttered when he saw the Ninth Sacred Sect's disciple who spoke, and his face suddenly turned gloomy. "Eh? You recognized me. That's great." The disciple named Jayden had a mole under his left eye, and as he spoke, the mole moved too, which was extremely eye-catching. "You're ranked top ten in the Ninth Sacred Sect's apprentices." Omar's gaze gradually turned cold. He glanced at the rest of the disciples beside Jayden and called out their names. "Stanley Morrigan, who just recently entered the top ten of Ninth Sacred Sect apprentices; Yuri Leightwood, Ninth Sacred Sect's apprentice who never fell out of the top five—"

This was a happy moment, okay? It was good having Lord Saint around! ...... Meanwhile, the tribe closest to this village, called the Nine Heavens Tribe, was also the tribe with the strongest combat power near this area, and the tribe leader was called Nyx. At this time, the eldest elder of the Nine Heavens Tribe rushed over and shouted, “Chief, I have an urgent report!” “What urgent report? Have you found out the cause of the great tremor just now? And how is the battle on the battlefield ahead?”