Swordsman Without a Name

Not Knowing Yourself

The Nameless Swordsman smiled gently. While the old man grimaced with peerless pain.

They're still standing. Stand face to face with all kinds of feelings.

If Cakra Buana seems calm, then the old man looks worried. If the Nameless Swordsman was happy, then the old man felt very grieved.

He is really grieving. Grieved that death was approaching him.

The tip of the Dragon Sword and the Tiger belonging to the Nameless Swordsman had lodged with a mouth in his throat. The sword felt very cold. It's colder than an iceberg. The sword felt extremely sharp, sharper than the mouth of a human.

Fresh blood had filled his mouth. The old man wanted to talk, but he could not. More precisely not capable.

The old man suddenly vomited blood. As soon as the tip of the sword was plucked, he immediately collapsed to the ground in a face down condition.

Fresh blood was still pouring down heavily on his body. The old man did not move anymore because his life had been uprooted at the end of the Dragon Sword and the Tiger.

For the umpteenth time, that heirloom sword took the lives of humans mercilessly.

Everyone is gawking. The difference is, now they are really gawking. Now they believe that the ability of the Nameless Swordsman is really not a figment of the thumb.

The Underground College disciples could only swallow their own saliva. How not? His teachers alone could be killed so easily, let alone them?

Those dozens of remaining disciples did not not want revenge. Which disciple does not wish to avenge the death of his own teacher? Especially if the teacher is in sight. Anyone would want to.

It's just that, they are also not a bunch of fools who are willing to take danger without preparing everything. Revenge is easy, but is everything ready? Is everything enough?

Now the situation there is not much different from the situation in the middle of the grave. Slender. Silent. No one said a word. Everyone shuts their mouth. As if they were afraid that even a little talk, the Nameless Swordsman would take his life.

Yiu Fang was bluffing his teeth. The look in his eyes at Cakra Buana turned to hate. He was angry at the young man. His father died horribly in plain sight, which child does not hate and is not angry if experiencing such an incident?

"All the Underground College disciples were no small dares. All of Dad's students are people who put forward solidarity and brotherhood, which is why, I told you to kill that bastard youth," Yiu Fang said loudly to the college students.

Her voice was fiery. The flames seemed to be visible from both of his eyes. His face was as red as if burned on a burning stove.

The disciples who heard the words just now immediately shouted out loud. They were like being spanked by something hard. His spirit is back on fire. The fear and horror that had previously enveloped, now has vanished out of nowhere.

There is only courage. There is only the determination to take revenge.

"Groan!!!"

That loud voice came out from the mouth of Yiu Fang's own fiancee. That person instantly pulled out a rather large machete then immediately jumped forward.

Yiu Fang did not remain silent, he also took part in this battle.

Dozens of people came forward. They stormed the Nameless Swordsman brutally.

"People who don't know themselves" muttered the Nameless Swordsman.

The young man took a slow breath then exhaled slowly as well.

"Rain Lightning Million Swords …"

The third straight out he took out. It turned out that Cakra Buana did not want to linger anymore. He instantly darted snatching all the disciples who were trying to kill him.

The Dragon Sword and Tiger moved back.

The sword let out a voice like the roar of an angry dragon. The sword flashed in the middle of the silent night.

The red light was beautifully shining. Seindah. As beautiful as a lover's smile.

But behind all that beauty, there is an incomparable serenity.

The Nameless Swordsman took out eight parts of his inner power. This causes the issued moves more powerful again.

All the disciples who attacked him endlessly heard a terrifying burst of thunder. Their pair of eyes were also like seeing lightning that continued to chase after him. Lightning and thunder like rain in the middle of the night.

Bringing a gripping coldness and carrying a feeling of horror of its own.

Twenty steps passed. Dozens of lives have been lost from his body. The Nameless Swordsman did not stop for a moment. He keeps moving. And every body as well as sword moved, there would definitely be lives lost.

Crash!!!

The red light stopped at that moment. Five heads were thrown out of place almost simultaneously. Some fresh blood soaked the clothes of the Nameless Swordsman.

Fighting ceased. All movement stopped too.

All the students of the Underground College have been wiped out. Nothing remains even one person.

The only ones left alive were Yiu Fang and his fiancee. Cakra Buana was indeed on purpose, he was unwilling to kill everyone who was there.

The circumstances of the lovers were really alarming. They are like two chicks who have lost their mothers. Both seem confused. They look scared too.

Their weapons were still clasped in their right hands. But their courage has run away pee.

His body was shaking quite violently. Their faces were deathly dull, just like corpses that had been left all day.

The branch!!!

Twice the same sound is heard.

Yiu Fang's weapon and his fiancee fell partially. Their weapons are broken.

And the culprit is of course Cakra Buana.

But when did the Nameless Swordsman do it?

No one can answer that question. Because nobody knows how he does it.

"You are truly cruel" Yiu Fang said after gathering the courage to speak up.

"I am cruel, but I am not as cruel as those who sacrifice their own people" Cakra Buana replied while insinuating the woman.

"I didn't sacrifice them. They're the ones who want to avenge my father's death,"

"They want revenge. But no one dared to do so because they were aware of their own abilities,"

"That's why I burned their spirits,"

"And therefore also now they are dead. That means, indirectly, you've killed a lot of people,"

"How could I kill them? It's obvious they died at the end of your sword,"

"My sword won't kill if it doesn't start. If you don't say silly, there's no way they'll die on the edge of my sword. Now you understand what I mean?"

"I understand,"

"good. If you want to avenge your father's death, prepare everything first. Never be a fool who never prepares everything before moving," Cakra Buana reminded.

Yiu Fang and his fiancee did not reply. The two men silenced his mouth a thousand languages.