Yoda My Stick Novels & Stories

I walked straight to it and lifted it off the wall. Memories came flashing back of my father teaching me how to use the simple weapon, bringing a sad smile to my face. My memories were interrupted by Gideon asking me if I was familiar with the weapon I held. Rolling it in my palm to get used to the weight of a metal one, I nodded and said, “My dad taught me with the Escrima sticks made of bamboo.” “Can you use them both?” “Yesssss,” I answered the intimidating man with annoyance.

Even Anna shouted in shock, “Alex, dodge!” It was too late to dodge! Snap! Crack! The wooden stick slammed into Alex’s knee. The sound sounded like his knee had been smashed, but the scream of pain didn’t follow. Alex stood there without moving. It was the wooden stick in the mohawk guy’s hand that had broken in half. “F*ck, how is that possible?!” “Let me!” Another tattooed youngster jumped out, an iron rod in his hand, and he swung it violently at Alex’s leg.

Therefore, Yahiko stood up completely in just the blink of an eye. Yahiko was not tall, and his height was just about 1.8 meters, but he had been training ever since he was a child. Although he was not a martial artist, he had practiced karate and boxing for many years, which also made him physically fit and strong to a level that surpassed most of his peers. The Regenerating Pill had reshaped his legs back to their peak state. Although those two legs were a little short, they were very thick. Yahiko’s posture of standing upright coupled with the fact that his body was covered in green beauty mud made him seem like a big green hairy chimpanzee.

Jupiter took out a green bamboo stick as soon as he finished speaking. The bamboo stick was divided into nine sections. Each section was jade-green, looking very delicate but at the same time exuding a chilling aura. Mavis cried in surprise, “The waddy of the Law Enforcement Hall?” “Brother, you even brought the waddy here?!” The waddy of the Law Enforcement Hall was said to be made of extraordinary meteorites! It was the weapon used by the Longmen’s first generation master. He was said to have defeated many opponents with it.

"Maybe this time you still suck. But your natural talent in controlling Esze can't be underestimated. One day you could be the strongest, even surpass Elder Elvians. Therefore many people would aim at your strength. Many countries want you to stand on their side. There may also be people who intend to kill you and think of you as a threat. Therefore, Kid! Don't let your secret is known by many people." I swallowed my saliva. Then gave a small nod. Trying to lift a hand with hesitation. "What was it Esze?" The woman patted her forehead. Without further ado, she pulled something out of her boots. It was a three-foot wooden stick, then pointed it at me. I tilted my head. What would she do with

“You’re a boy. You’re a MoireMoira one day, if you choose to be, you can be a warrior.” His lips parted like he didn’t know how to answer. So I showed him. I picked up a wooden stick—light and carved to mimic a blade—and stood across from him. “Hold it like this.” He mimicked me, hesitating. I corrected his grip gently. “There you go.” He smiled. It was small. But it was real. And then he swung—and nearly toppled off the stool. “Whoa!” he laughed. “It’s heavier than I thought.”

Just do it"she yelled. I did as instructed and I felt I kicked something,it flew out the kitchen door,I saw five note monkey men like creatures with slimy stuffs coming from their mouths.. "You expect me to fight those things" "Yes of course I can't fight them,just attack their heart and you should be fine ta ta"she said and I felt the connection break. "Great come get me you assholes" I smirked and looked at the mop stick beside the dinning and it appeared in my hand

He had evolved into a dragon, after all. Walter waved his hand when Chase agreed to it, and a long stick appeared in it. The stick was about five feet long and was as thick as a small arm. It was thicker than the usual stick and looked heavy. It was gilded with cloud patterns and had black and red ribbons around it on both ends. Chase thought it looked familiar but could not put his finger on it. Willow was surprised. Walter had never used any weapons before. Where did he get the stick from?

That day when Casa went home, he curiously showed his new stick to his mother which she praised, through his mother Casa also came to know that his stick was of yellow color. After that day Casa started happily roaming around with his new stick, he thought was blind realized that his stick used to change its shape and size according to its requirement while walking, as Casa grew elder he observed that his stick to grew with him, it was very un natural yet Casa never bother about it since this yellow stick was his only mate from his childhood.

Her scalp stung at the force, as her red eyes met the green ones. "When I fucking message-" giving another strong jerk on her scalp he emphasized, "-You. Fucking. Reply. Understood?" She tried to give a nod but being pulled from hairs so strongly she was unable to make a head movement. So instead a meek "yes" was all she managed to utter.