Zeno Rides Beerus Novels & Stories

The next second, Vaelora bumped into a gong behind her, causing a loud ring to erupt through the room, announcing her presence. Draekon and Zeno turned towards her direction immediately, both looking confused and surprised respectively. "Zeno...." Vaelora muttered, feeling very embarrassed. "Finally." Zeno exhaled, his lips stretching into a wide grin. He started walking away, when Draekon's voice stopped him. "Where are you going? We are in the middle of a bout." "Technically, we aren't." Zeno smirked. "Your mate just rang the bout to an end."

Utilizing the inertia that was created by running swiftly for such a long distance, the strength of his punch was so powerful that he could even pierce through a steel plate. Confronted by the punch, Zayn did not attempt to dodge, but the corners of his lips curled up ever so slightly into a meaningful smirk. Next, he did something that shocked every single person. He actually chose to bump Zeus’ fist instead of dodging it. “That’s a crazy man! Is he actually trying to go up against Mr. Zeus? Is he unaware of Mr. Zeus’ infamous heavy punch?” “The dude’s not crazy. He’s a fool! The Rheasian is doomed. Does he really think that he is matchless just because he’s a 4S-class powerhouse!?”

I pin him briefly, my jaws inches from his throat, yet in the moment of advantage, memories flash vividly once more—Zion protecting me, defending me, standing loyally by my side through every hardship. Horace falters, recoiling inwardly from the violence against a friend who has always stood by me. Zion senses my hesitation, escapes my grasp, and pivots smoothly to face me again. He's breathing heavily, his eyes filled not with anger but with sorrow and understanding. Yet pride forces us forward again, combat resuming fiercely and unrelenting. "Why are we still doing this, Raiden?" Zion pants, his chest heaving beneath my weight. His eyes, filled not with anger but with sorrow and understand

“Tyr, I can walk now.” Again, he was responded with silence. But Tyr’s voice came in his head after a couple of minutes where he can now see some trainees halted their sparring just to look at them. ‘We’ll get home faster with his.’ A worried expression instantly plastered in Zane’s face. But it was just all embarrassment from the pairs of eyes now laid on them. Zane even saw Zeev teasing’s face from a distance. Who wouldn’t see it anyway when he’s literally on top of the pack’s prince’s back as if someone so mighty like you see in movies, but in reality, he’s just holding three dead fishes they randomly caught from the stream.

(Beast—referring to Yvrozz. Zenah sigh as she immediately understood what he meant. He look at Yvrozz who's arms were possessively wrapped around her waist while he was glaring at Lucas. Zenah could see that if he were a beast, he would be growling while looking at Lucas. She pat his head, "Chill, chill, don't bite, okay?" She said, treating him like a beast, helping to calm down while Lucas was turned to red, trying to surpass himself, stopping not to laugh about what Zenah said.

They thought they had found an attribute that could suppress those three. However, Zeno suddenly smiled widely. His demonic claws glowed with a black light as he grabbed the water-attribute giant elemental dragon. His demonic claws initially emanated black smoke, and looked like the water-attribute elemental dragon could erode it. However, his demonic claws used force the next second, which vanquished the dragon right away. Zeno continued this tactic after he succeeded. He used the claw that was emanating black light to grab the remaining four elemental dragons one by one and crushed them with his claws.

Zenon is one of the strongest in this world and his powers are not to be trifled with. A little while later, Zenon jumped down the platform and walked toward his group. But Zenon stopped walking when he met our gaze and his eyes widened in shock as he looked at Leena and me. He stood there frozen as if he saw a ghost or something. I smiled at him and waved; he got back into his trance while rubbing his eyes as though he was hallucinating. Leena and I chuckled at his reaction. His expression lifted and quickly headed our way in a hurry.

“Beast, and no Samurai! Come; let us see which of us the better man is.” Furiously incensed, Zempachi thrust with his spear at Tsunéhei; but he, trusting to his good sword, attacked Zempachi, who, cunning warrior as he was could gain no advantage. At last Zempachi, losing his temper, began fighting less carefully, so that Tsunéhei found an opportunity of cutting the shaft of his spear. Zempachi then drew his sword, and two of his retainers came up to assist him; but Tsunéhei killed one of them, and wounded Zempachi in the forehead. The second retainer fled affrighted at the youth's valor, and Zempachi was blinded by the blood which flowed from the wound on his forehead. Then Tsunéhei said--

I will show this little fucker. Octavius- You talk, B. I need a minute to calm down. I rarely give control over to Beerus, but when I do, it is always meant as a last resort. His wild ways tend to come up with impressive scare tactics. "I think I'm going to eat you. I have never tasted purple blood," Beerus says the second he is in control of our mouth. The fairy's eyes bulge for a second, and I chuckle inside our mind. Our body is still mid-shift, so we look absolutely insane, and now Beerus is talking about eating him. Brilliant partner.

Zeno's short hair was grabbed by someone so that he almost knocked him down, but Zeno tried to keep his balance. The blows hit here and there, making the man's body so painful, that he tried to focus and be thorough again. Calm yourself while taking a deep breath. Until Zeno's gaze was fixed on the right side, and long hands with sharp nails tried to grab Zeno's neck from behind. "Gotcha!" said Zeno who suddenly turned his body while swinging his sword and stabbing the creature's heart.