True Martial World Raws Novels & Stories

"By the way, you have to be careful," Gina warned the Talnamese. "He's a martial artist or something." It only left the Talnamese laughing. "Don't worry, we're all martial artists too!" "Hell, Talc is Ascendant rank!" "Oh, we're really not worried about some Draconian martial artist. Not many people can best Talc in a fight, save for the Lord of the Southern Woods!" For some reason, Gina felt a gnawing sense of foreboding as she watched the Talnamese joke among themselves confidently.

I countered with a swift kick to his ankle, sending him crashing to the floor. The door burst open, and a group of guys stumbled in, their eyes widening in shock at the scene before them. Only then did I register our state – both of us stark naked, Damario's face smeared with blood, and my own hand throbbing with pain, my knuckles torn and bleeding.

he whispered, his eyes narrowed in concentration. I nodded, my muscles tensing in anticipation. "Prepare yourselves," I ordered, my voice low but commanding. With a primal roar, we burst forth from the cover of the trees, our battle cries echoing through the night. The Rival pack was caught off guard, their Alpha taken aback by our sudden onslaught. "Slay them all!" I bellowed, my voice cutting through the chaos of battle. Swords clashed, claws tore through fur, and teeth sank into flesh as the two packs collided in a whirlwind of violence. Flames erupted from the underbrush as firebombs were hurled into the fray, casting an eerie glow over the battlefield.

Rainn's afraid to hurt me, Liam doesn't want Rainn to kill him, so he does to, but Malik seems to understand more that I'm going to get hurt even worse if I'm not completely prepared for an actual fight. The gods must have heard my silent prayer because Malik walks into the arena. If I wasn't already destined to Rainn, I would definitely be checking this man out. He looks like an actual Adonis. He's tall, muscled in all the right places with jet black hair and brilliant blue eyes. "I really don't want to go back in that cell so please don't look at me like that", Malik chuckled. "Sorry I was just happy that it was you today considering you're the only one that actually spars with me."

More to the point, all contestants of the Dragonia Martial Arts Competition placed their lives on the line the moment they signed up for it. What really pissed Milo off was the fact that Aiden emanated an aura that only a Boneforging Realm martial artist possessed. There was a good reason she was this upset too. Ronan had just become a Blood Realm martial artist. He might've empowered himself with Bloodtinge and increased his fighting prowess threefold, but he would never be able to defeat Aiden, who was two realms above him. In other words, Aiden had this duel in the bag, and yet he struck a fatal blow. That was what pissed Milo off.

He failed, however, to notice the sudden attack from Xiao Chen from mid-air. With a loud loud, Xiao Chen kicked the man's lower jaw. The man started to stumble backward for almost 20 meters. Shocked gasps arose from outside the platform. "Might he be a Realm 2 martial artist?" Martial arts were divided into Realm 1, Realm 2, Realm 3, Realm 4... they were equivalent to the Qi Refining Realm, Foundation Building Realm, Core Forming Realm, Nascent Soul Realm. Most people nowadays are Taoist cultivators, making ancient martial artists even more mysterious. Xiao Chen's speed and palm style just now did in fact greatly resembled an ancient martial artist's.

Seeing this scene, all the students in the square couldn't help turning pale with fright. They had never dreamed that the head of the Black Water Martial Arts Hall would suddenly attack Lucas. At the same time, they also knew that it was impossible for Lucas to withstand Derrick's fist. Because Derrick was an Ultimate Earth Ranked Realm Gene Fighters. At that moment, everyone was anxious. After Derrick threw a punch at Lucas, Lucas also threw a punch at Derrick. Their fists were about to collide! At this time, except for Hattie, Wesley and Charlie, no one else believed that Lucas could take Derrick's punch.

Rope burned her wrist bloody, but she was moving again. Marek ducked under a wild swing and came up with his own knife raking a clean line across a cultist’s thigh. The man staggered. Marek kicked his knee out from under him and pivoted to take a blow on his forearm instead of his skull. Talia was white‑faced, sweat plastering hair to her temples. Both hands were knotted hard on the ugly ward‑cords at her belt. The air around the half‑circle had gone murky, like water full of silt. Every time someone tried to force a clean ritual phrase into it, the sound warped, vowels twisting, consonants dropping out.

His arms were broken, and his bones were even exposed as his arms bled profusely. Meanwhile, he had passed out from that punch alone and was on the ground, unmoving. At that moment, Wilbur walked over to Taylor and smiled at him. However, Taylor's face was completely pale and his whole body trembled. The girl next to him was incredibly horrified as well. She could not believe her eyes as her legs trembled. Gunner was an Aura level cultivator and a martial arts expert. He was the disciple of a famous master in Magic City, but his arms had been broken just like that. It was too much for them to take in.

He said, “Speed reigns supreme in martial arts. As expected of the Refined Blade Slash. “There’s no fancy technique, no useless movement, just raw speed and power from drawing the sword. Once you reach extreme speed, you will be the strongest.” The man in the uniform turned around with furrowed brows. He asked coldly, “Who are you?” “Murao, manners!” Reiko appeared behind Aiden. “This is Aiden of the Krad family from Westeros. You should apologize for that tone.” She was also in a white karate uniform. Her white uniform set off her fair skin, making her look even more seductive.