
The moon valley was the greatest training ground for the moon sword sect.Sometimes there were swordsmen who dueled for self-training. Sometimes there are evil and cunning because the valley of the moon is more frightening than the mountain of skulls.
The level of martial swordsman is basically the land (low), earth (medium), ceiling (good/mumpuni) of heaven (high)
In the clear sky in the sunlight they stepped their feet together while joking that someone had arrived.
"It's nice to meet you guys.is there any interest in dueling with me." While saluting
"I don't think I met an opponent this fast my brother . Well I'll serve you"
" Heart is indeed level 9 in view of its aura ."
"Dueling with a great opponent is an honor for me"
"It's cool to accept this style of mine"(while attacking wijaya)
"Oh no I can't help it...!"
"It turns out you're a level 8 land if you don't put out all your knowledge maybe you'll lose a lot."
"This butterfly seems to be a change in form"
" Right ..I'll give up all my abilities."
"It turns out that the soul of a wild beast yes .good I will use a self-sufficient soul as well huh. "
They also fought each other several times until the two were bounced.
"Haa.haa..it turns out that level 9 martial souls are great."(while smiling thinly")
"You're a tough guy you've been hurt deep but still survive I'm flattering you"
"There is no need to underestimate my ability.(the storm lion's roar) accept this"
"Only an ordinary style that is not as good as its name"