Victorious Jori Mga Nobela at Kwento

Jiroo said smugly at the other team. "That's unfair!" Rujin said as the time stopped and Jiroo and I won the game. "It's not my fault if you are weak." Jiroo said and he tiptoed to put his arm on my shoulder, looking up to the opponents. "I'm hungry, can we now eat?" "I should call the girls." I said as I fished out my phone. "Why Hera isn't with you anyway?" Jiroo asked when he didn't notice Hera.

And he'll show Raja that it was just luck a while ago. Victor chuckled, shaking his head. “Still arrogant.” He cracked his knuckles, stepping forward. “But you’re weaker now. And weak people—” His eyes gleamed. “Gets punished.” Then—Victor moved. Fast. To counter Raja who's also moving. A fist came flying, aimed at Raja’s ribs. Raja barely dodged, twisting to the side as the air whistled past his ear. Damn! He's strong! No wasted movement. No hesitation. Victor was skilled—brutal, precise, a warrior honed through years of war. Before Raja could counter, Victor’s leg shot up—a powerful kick to his side. Raja gritted his teeth as the impact sent him skidding back.

What price was he willing to pay to possess the heart of a woman who would never be his? “How can you be so stupid after all this time by my side?” Ellijah's voice was sharp. Ashamed, Erike rubbed his hands together, loyalty overcoming confusion. “Sir! I know I'm not smart, but I'm loyal.” And it was true. He would kill for Ellijah. He would die for him. The man had saved him from hunger and humiliation on the streets of a foreign country. Erike's debt was eternal. “Victoria will compete individually, on behalf of JB,” Elijah explained, as if speaking to a child. “Our work will be judged separately. Her victory or defeat will not influence the company's results. Only hers.”

“I’m fine, Marga.” “Oh, Your voice is too calm. That’s suspicious. What happened? Did you cry? Did you quit? Did you slap him? Tell me!” I shifted my pillow aside and sat up straighter, feeling a smile pull on my lips the kind of smile that wasn’t happiness but… satisfaction. Relief. Triumph. “I defeated him.” There was a beat of silence. Then Marga practically screamed into my ear. “You what?!” I winced and pulled the phone away before bringing it back. “I defeated Alpha Jaron.”

Once Aizu calmed a bit, she understood that Golden had helped her a lot since they met for the first time, if he had reached the point to ordering her using his status as her master, there should be a good reason. Golden nodded as Aizu finally gave up the battle. Ange was still tired after healing Zack. If Aizu was also crippled, Ange wouldn't have enough strength to heal her before someone used natural healing. "Don't worry. I will deal with her in the next round." Golden's voice was still cold, but Aizu felt that Golden's cold personality was even more reliable than his usual self. As Aizu gave up, the referee announced Lor's victory. However, Lor wasn't happy to win without battling. Alth

And soon Vika and Viki came to Liem and congratulated Liem, followed by Borges and Athes who said ; "Hey Liem, congratulations on your victory, I hope we can work together in the next tournament later" said Vika to Liem then Viki said to Liem. "Congratulations to the first world's humans, you can finally prove to everyone how strong the first world's people are" Viki said to Liem who just smiled and it looked like Borges said to Liem; "I already know that you will win this year's Zeon tournament monster" Borges said to Liem who looked like they were both laughing at each other.

smiled Vicktor. “What do you mean?” asked Vittore. “You son just killed four men,” laughed Vicktor. He was floating on clouds with happiness. “Excuse me!” shouted Narciso. “How is that supposed to help me? If his kill count is high, how will I become the supreme boss?” “Relax! Your kill is higher than him. We are just glad that now we have two nominees on our side. Two are dead making the competition easy. Yoshiro was the real competition. Now it will be easy to help you brothers,” smiled Vicktor.

Jiro had been waiting all this while, and he was starting to get a little upset. He felt that he should have gone to watch the final match today and cheer for Nanako. However, he could only reluctantly give up on that idea and come over to Apothecary Pharmaceutical instead for the sake of Kobayashi Pharma’s future. He thought that if the talk ended well, he would be able to rush to the stadium on time. Unexpectedly, Liam had actually made him wait in the reception room for nearly two hours! At this time, Jiro suddenly received a message on his cell phone: [The International University Combat and Fighting Championship has officially ended, and the Oskian athlete, Aurora Quinton, was crowned a

JIA POV "Alright, that concludes the fights for day one. Let me remind you of our winners. Capt. Bolis of Vaal, Lt. Oslo of Glortinon, Lt. Kaipo of Cok, Commander Saz of Cok, Lt. Net of Hassin, Commander Burk of Hassin, Commander Garlof of Cok, Capt. Terrax of Glortinon, Capt. Cull of Shikaz, Lt. Zarn of Makskin, and Lt. Modok of Gaimo," the announcer says and the crowd interrupts him with a loud roar of cheers.

“It was not because of you.” “Too late,” Rio groaned, throwing an arm over his face dramatically. “I’ve already claimed this victory.” Ben beamed, already looking smug. “I told you he was ready for more movement.” Hans ran a hand down his face. “He barely moved two inches!” “Still counts,” Rio called from the floor. Harley, still glowing with pride, scooped Johanis back into her arms. “Oh, sweetheart, that was amazing. You’re growing so fast.”