Yoda My Stick Novels & Stories

He was looking at it with furrowed brows when Ferlah shouted again. "Kill her!" As though Kalen was in a trance, he automatically obeyed Ferlah. But because he couldn't find anything to kill the person who was clinging on Ferlah's feet, he ended up throwing the stick towards Purple Smoke. As soon as the stick was already flying in the air at a top speed, something unbelievable happened. The dark brown, wooden skin of the stick gradually shed away as though a snake shedding its skin off. The inside was revealed. It was made of shining, solid silver that it sparked once it the glowing light of purple and white hit its length.

“Why?” “It was from that day in the Water Maze,” Sasha said, looking at Aki. “Even though the memory had been wiped out of my brain, subconsciously I was still getting pieces of it.” Then, turning to Temujin, he said: “Echolocation. It’s probably what your sensei, Koumori-san, does as well. Tell me, does he carry a walking stick?” “Sure. He always has his six-ringed shakujō staff, his straw conical hat, a hand fan and his one-toothed geta sandals. These are the most prized possessions of any monk.”

"Thats a lie, You know exactly how that sounded." "Did I say something inappropriate?" His expression was the picture of innocence, which on Rowan looked genuinely offensive. "I'm not sure what you're implying, Larry." "You're insufferable." "And yet here you are." He held something out to me, and I looked down at it. A wooden stick. I stared at it. Then at him. "What am I supposed to do with this?" "Train." "With a stick?" "With a training rod," he corrected. "Before we teach you anything complicated, I need to see where you're starting from. Strength, coordination, balance, instincts. All of it."

Kyo has a height of 5'4, and is heavily built, he wears a white priest robe which has a hoodie that conceals his hair and has a pair of jade eyes. “ Step away from the devil” Kyo articulated, His hand beaming with metaphysical Essence, using the first Hieroglyph, the root Hieroglyph which allowed him mastery over the elements, all five of them. The light forged a thunderbolt that was twelve meters in length and twenty three meters in diameter. The wind gathered around the thunderbolt that was focused on the beam before him, without awaiting an answer Kyo threw the bolt at the duo, while another took its place

He had a lazy expression on his face and was chewing on a stick. “Of course I’m here. It’s my house you know. Where else did you expect me to be?” Dan grinned and answered in the upbeat tone Mane had grown accustomed to. “I thought you would be out by now. You’re usually never around.” Mane walked up to Dan and sat right next to him. He stretched his hand to the older man, and Dan smilingly reached into his breast pocket and took out a slender stick. The stick was similar to the one Dan was chewing on. It was as long as a finger, but very slender. It gave off a weird smell, and looked strangely appealing. From the practiced actions of the two, one could easily tell that this wasn’t the first

I was not surprised when I entered the room, I already expected to see a lot of weapons hanging on the wall, from knives to guns, even bow and arrows. "Here," Brando spoke getting my attention, I looked at him as he handed me a stick that looked like it was being used for arnis. "What am I going to do with this?" I asked in confusion and reached the arnis stick he handed to me. "Sometimes, I wonder if all the men the boss brought here are really stupid or just innocent and naive," Brando said smiling causing my blood to boil with extreme annoyance. "I'm not stupid," I said annoyed and out of anger, I whip the stick that he gave me towards his arm. My eyes widened when I heard Brando's scream

I had no wolf to help fight. I looked around the opening for something to use in defense and I finally saw a large stick over three inches thick in diameter. I willed my body to move and finally my feet began to move and I snatched the stick up with my foot I kicked the end breaking it off to a point and ran towards the two huge beings fighting.

“Well, we will see about that.” Just then, a stick flew through the air, and to my surprise, it came from Evander. He tossed it to me, like he already knew what I might do if I wasn’t holding something safe. My hand shot out and caught it. The stick was simple, made of wood, and felt light in my hand. He didn’t say anything, but his eyes… they spoke volumes. They silently urged me to keep my emotions in check. I tightened my grip on the stick and gave him a small nod.

Thinking about how he tried to trick me. "No. Just close your eyes, I cannot do anything as long as this is in front of me." He pointed at the stick, describing it like it was a deadly weapon. He was right, I could control the stick and it would obey. And so I closed my eyes, not loosing all my guards down. "Open."

"Well, you're brave. Since you're looking for death, I'll grant your wish and let you see Yama now." The scar-faced man said coldly. Then he picked up the wooden stick in his hand and smashed it at Zhou Tian's forehead. Zhou Tian only stretched out a big hand and accurately grabbed the wooden stick that was coming at him. "This..." Scar-faced man was so shocked that his face turned pale. It was the first time that he had encountered such a situation after fighting for so many years. How could such a powerful stick be easily caught by the other side? It was incredible. "Let go!"