Yamada Ryu Novels & Stories

She was slowly pulling it up when the door opened. A tall man walked inside. He has fair skin and jet-black hair and towered over everyone. His jawline was defined and emphasized the masculine characteristics he possessed. She had never seen a man move quite like him, gracefully but with an unforgiving glint hidden behind his piercing blue eyes. Even though he was across the room, the aura surrounding him demonstrated the immense power he possessed, and she was frightened of what she saw. She had come into contact with dangerous men. Throughout her life, her stepbrother Cole and even her father have shown her distress... However, neither of them possessed the same level of intimidation as th

Lariempi said emotionlessly “Lord please teach me how to kill them, even with my powers I could only watch…” Amelia said before breaking into tears again and Lariempi smiled slightly “You couldn’t kill them because your weapon was too inferior.” He said, he then raised his index finger and a drop of golden god-blood dropped from his finger and landed on the ground

Underneath the swords, at the base of my spine are the numbers 8-9-3 with the corresponding Japanese characters below each digit, representing my position as a member of the Golden Chrysanthemums, a yakuza syndicate based in Yokohama. Rotating my shoulders, I stretch my arms over my head before I enter the main workout space. In the center of the room is a large tarp. On that tarp is a man, tied down with coarse ropes, his mouth gagged. As soon as he sees me, he wets himself and I grin down at him like the apex predator that I am. The man-child begins to whimper. “Enjoy, Boss,” Roger salutes, heading out to take care of other business. He’ll be back in a couple of hours, once I’ve taught thi

Yamamoto was confident that he was never wrong in assessing and recognising someone, even if he had only met them once and only briefly. His special ability led Yamamoto to become one of the leaders of the Yakuza—the largest mafia organisation in Japan—as well as being a direct descendant of one of the Yakuza's top leaders. Several of his fingers were missing, a sign that he had once made a grave mistake and received a very cruel punishment. The man narrowed his eyes, giving his full attention to a photo that he had deliberately cut out, leaving only the part showing the woman wearing a veil. In appearance, she did indeed resemble someone who would join a radical organisation and attach a su

He noticed it and said, “Grey of Dark Knight, 18. A black belter and master of martial arts. In charge of training new agents and expert in face to face fights. Aikon Advincula outside but just call me Aikon. I’m Stargazer’s bar tender and Polaris’s barista. Hope we can be friends.” “Ai.” JD-hyung muttered as he nodded and shook his hand. Then finally, he turned to Sean-hyung with a smile I can’t explain. Sean-hyung spoke. “Mist of Dark Knight, 18. Number one in handling arnis, chako and sword. The intelligence officer who has contacts anywhere you go. Sean Madrigal but call me Sean. Stargazer and Polaris’s cook.” He stopped and smiled. But instead of shaking his hand, JD-hyung pulled Sean-h

"Get the hell out of my way before I slice off your tongue and limbs! Our Clean Gorgon doesn't need poor customers like a deck dog like you!" Yama was surprised when, unbeknownst to him, there was a sword in the mysterious man's hand. And again, from the aura the Clean Gorgon leader deliberately gave off, he was a Mingzhu - Grade three Martial art expert. This level of skill could only be comparable to their Hunter's Guild Master - Master Airusu! Yama took a quick stance. He shamelessly knelt down and roared. "I'm sorry!" Yama took up acting to cry. He shamelessly crawled over and kissed Master Clean Gorgon's feet.

James' face darkened as he looked at the man and asked, "What's your name? I don't fight against nameless people." The man laughed and said, "Remember my name well, James. My name is Yorich Jareda, the Young Master of the Sword Realm, and my father's the Lord of the Sword Realm. I hear that your sword techniques are unrivaled. Allow me to test your true strength then." Yorich smiled as he gave the order, "Attack!" As he gave the order, hundreds of knights brandished their swords, and hundreds of Sword Energies struck James at the same time.

I have never been a tea fan, coffee yes, tea no. I stand and watch the yakuza train. It is like a dance, a dance of death and destruction. “Wanting to get down there and train with them?” I smile as I turn and face Boss Tadashi Hamada. I bow respectfully at him and he smiles warmly. “If I were in proper clothing, then yes, I would.” I say, and he smiles and nods his head.

The head of the Sunland Martial Arts Association, Okajima, looked grim. His beady eyes darted around, and he fidgeted uncomfortably in his suit as if it were covered in thorns. The phone in his hand was heated up like a hot potato and nearly out of battery.

He looked at some of the techniques he had selected. Nine Waves Buddha Palm, a palm attack technique that allows the user to unleash waves that can destroy mountains. As the name suggests, this technique was a special technique only learned by disciples of the Buddhist Sect. Sword Of Heaven Equal, a sword technique that is said to be able to slash heaven to pieces if learned to its peak. This is one of the highest techniques of sword techniques.