Novel & Cerita Zoro Four Sword Style

thought Chyou Chen who started to feel a tremor in his legs. "Don't talk too much, Quickly attack kkam!" Khalid exclaimed in a voice full of anger. the two fought while defending against hundreds of the world's foremost warriors. After exchanging hundreds of moves, and the two of them breathing heavily, the pile of corpses under their feet began to interfere with both Khalid and Chyou Chen's movements. "What a terrifying power," Zou Fan grumbled, shaking his head. These twenty famous swordsmen apparently still haven't come forward to fight them.

Chapter 24: The Shattered Prince The once-thriving kingdom of Zorana had been hollowed out by the endless war. The castle’s stone walls, now scarred with both the wear of battle and the passing of time, echoed with a kind of quiet desperation. And inside the cold, unfeeling chambers of the prince, Caden was no longer the man Karina had known. His eyes were sharp, relentless—a man consumed not by loss, but by a burning, obsessive need for vengeance.

Arthur chuckled and crossed his arms, appearing very confident. Zerin’s expression turned even colder. He was so arrogant! He was completely disregarding Zerin! Swoosh... Zerin did not speak anymore but assumed a stance. His legs were slightly bent, and his palms waved constantly. His left hand drew a semicircle, and his right hand extended, releasing powerful energy with each movement. This move was Zerin’s strongest technique—Thousand Arts Palm! He drew inner energy from his hands and legs, channeling all his strength into his palms, and released it fiercely. Its power was unmatched.

The man flew and released rapid punches towards the direction of Zandros. His speed was so fast that even the air he passed by would crackle to make way for the unswerving tornado he created. Zandros' youth like thin form belied the immeasurable strength he possessed as he revealed his divine weapon of choice which was the spear.

“My swordplay is called ‘Forthright Swordplay’, created when I traveled the world during my younger days and experienced all walks of life. This sword technique can only be mastered by a broad-minded person. A narrow-minded person who learns this technique will definitely go mad.” After that, the old man put his hand on the top of Philip's head and imparted the sword technique to him mentally. Suddenly, the image of a sword-wielding person appeared in Philip’s mind. As the name suggested, the swordplay was open and forthright without a trace of indecisiveness. “This sword technique is divided into five parts, the Moon Harvest Sword, Mountain-Splitting Sword, Sun-Piercing Sword, Sultry Sword,

"But if given an opportunity, I also want to learn how to fight with swords, preferably lightweight ones." Sir Dallas clapped his hand once loudly and pointed at the High Lord. "He owns lightweight swords, usually used by winged Feralis." He brought his hand down the table. "I'm quite sure the weapons of Luminozenko and Earth are the same or have similarities in some ways, but the type of sword he usually uses is called Zerfara." I looked at the High Lord. "Zerfara, sir?" "Yes." Lord Lavendori nodded and he tapped on his bracelet, making it glow before a sword started materializing in his hand that he raised.

Franz said. “Hurry!” Garz exclaimed crossing four of his swords. ”Teknik Jitu: Aliran Empat Pedang: 4 Dosa Dewa! (Ultimate Technique: Four Sword Style: 4 Sins of God)” Garz exclaimed dashing to Franz’s direction fast. “Darbee Phinish Lain!” Franz exclaimed stretching out his right arm as he expanding the blade and swinging it clockwise slicing Garz into two that Garz’s body vanishes. “You son of a bitch! You will fall in my hand!” Irz exclaimed irritated.

Boro and Mika stood in the sand circle as the two finalists. The animosity between the two was so thick in the air it was almost palpable. Boro stood in the ready form, Crane In The Water, standing perfectly balanced on one leg, his sword held out before him. Mika stood in a form that Boro didn't recognize. Boro prided himself on knowing all the forms of classical, and modern, sword art, the fact he didn't recognize this one was puzzling.

"I was about to head to Ol' Mare to deal with you myself. Never thought you'd show yourself here. You saved me from making the trip!" At that, all 80 men surrounded Alexander. John stood behind Mark with a darkened gaze. He did some stretches to warm up. Zoro drew his sword and rubbed his fingers on the blade. He looked murderous. John was famous for his fighting skills internationally. He had once gone up against many gangs and groups all alone. Zoro's swordplay was not to be reckoned with as well. He could attack his opponent six times within a second, enough to kill many sword-fighting champions.