Swordsman Without a Name

Until the Final Goal

"Everyone you've always relied on, is now dead. Next it's your turn to catch up with him" said the Nameless Swordsman in a flat tone.

The landlord felt trepidation for a moment. Even though he belongs to the upper class, but not unabated also the fear continues to spread throughout his body slowly.

He's still a human being. Every human being has a fear in him. Like you're afraid of losing him.

The landlord was bluffing his teeth for the umpteenth time for the courage within him to reappear.

"Hahahha .." she finally laughed. The sound of laughter is very loud, but anyone will know that the sound of laughter is very forced. "Don't be arrogant because you killed those people. They are nothing but useless rats, it has been a long time since I wanted to kill him" continued the landlord Kong We.

The Nameless Swordsman only smiled coldly. His smile was still the same, his facial expression was the same.

"It's just that you talk like that. I know you're just forcing yourself,"

"Don't be ignorant" snapped the landlord Kong We.

"It's because I know,"

"Fuck,"

Yush!!!

He's streaking. The attack is very and dangerous. The first blow was immediately launched with a fierce. His strength was gathered in that punch thus producing a sharp wind whirr.

Buana's chakra rewinds his body backwards. The landlord's punch hit an empty spot. His left hand immediately gave a nod to the stomach.

The Nameless Swordsman parried with his right hand. After that he immediately launched a great kick.

Plakk!!!

The landlord held the kick with his right hand. The wrist felt a little sore and shaky. He turned himself three steps back.

Her pure Eve was immediately channeled throughout the body. Warm feeling spreads provide comfort so as to reduce the pain he suffered.

Cakra Buana is back. He did not want to give his opponent a chance. A great wind blew on the landlord. It came faster than that person's attack.

Although not yet ready to be perfect, but as a top-class figure, then the landlord can cry for the attack of Cakra Buana

A terrible crash happened again. Both were pushed back. A moment later, a fierce fight between them soon took place.

The Nameless Swordsman was in an attacking position. His two hands were like the shadow of a raging dragon in mid-air. Wherever the landlord dodged, those two hands still chased after him.

A dozen moves have passed back. The landlord was getting angry. He snarled loudly and then gave an even more devastating counterattack.

"Wolf Runs to Dragon's Nest …"

Yush!!!

The landlord brought out one of his great moves. The punches and kicks were instantly launched with great force. His attack was full of tricks that his opponent would never have expected.

The Nameless Swordsman smiled coldly. He shook his right hand. Dust billowed high and immediately surrounded the surrounding state.

A very powerful force enveloped the courtyard.

Prosecutors!!!

The landlord was thrown backwards. His head broke apart. Blood gushed out all over the courtyard. The smell was immediately smelled to a considerable distance.

The Buana chakra does not move. He just stood back up like before the fight.

The pool of blood did not make him cringe. Dozens of corpses did not scare him. The Nameless Swordsman remained standing like a statue.

Yush!!!

Cakra Buana went straight from there without even having time to inspect the place. In just the blink of an eye, his shadow had disappeared from sight.

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Five days have passed.

The night is getting late. The young man named Cakra Buana was walking alone in a deserted place on a country road. He doesn't know where he is.

The Nameless Swordsman walked following where the footsteps took him. He does not care about the circumstances around.

He kept walking. Walking without knowing the destination. Various kinds of flavors were raging in his mind at this moment. Longing, saturation, sadness, everything becomes one for now.

How is the Wingless Angel who is the lover of his heart? When will he be able to meet that beautiful girl again?

Actually the young man of Tanah Pasundan wanted to return as soon as possible. He missed everything. But baby, everything is not as easy as what he wants.

Until when will Cakra Buana be in this Tionggoan Country? Can he return to his homeland?

The young man continued to step. Without feeling the morning sunlight has appeared in space. His radiance emitted a golden light and carried a calming taste.

His footsteps suddenly stopped. He looked up, a building standing in front of him. The building is very grand and luxurious. Although it was only early in the morning, but the situation there was already very crowded.

On the roof of the building, there is a statue of a white eagle. His wings are flapping and his beak is open.

Cakra Buana. Can't stand it anymore he asked the citizens who happened to pass by nearby.

"Sorry brother, that magnificent building, what building?" ask him politely.

"The building is a famous college here,"

"Governor? What's the name of the college?" his question became more curious.

"It was a very famous Rajawali Sakti University," he replied as proud of the existence of the college in his area.

The eyes of Cakra Buana. The final destination has been found. Without feeling, suddenly the young man shot forward towards the building.

The citizen he had just asked could only shake his head slowly. He himself felt astonished at the attitude of the foreign youth.

"A strange young man" he murmured and immediately stepped away to carry out his activities.

The morning breeze blew gently swaying the leaves. Morning dew still dripped from the tip of the leaf and then fell to the ground making the ground wet.

Cakra Buana still stands. He was still a little unconvinced by what he saw at the moment. Is it true that the building is Rajawali Sakti University?

He doesn't know. Because he had to make sure first.

After continuing his steps some distance ahead, Cakra Buana had arrived in front of the main gate of the building. The two guard disciples looked at him in astonishment.

"I'm sorry, who is this brother and where are you really going?" ask one of them to the Nameless Swordsman.

"Passenger asked, is it true that this is the Rajawali Sakti College?" the question is very polite and respectful.

The two guard disciples looked at each other. It was as if they were feeling astonished at the foreign youth who was before him at this moment.

"Is the new guy's brother here?" ask to make sure.

"True, that's why I asked," replied Cakra Buana.