Swordsman Without a Name

Seven Named Figures

"Absolutely. Much larger because the characters present are also more and more. How not, the heirlooms that will be contested later amounted to two. And each of these treasures has its own specialties, which people do not want to have them? Many unexpected events will also be appropriate. Moreover, the four of us know what the plan is behind this meeting," Huang Pangcu said.

All three nodded. They also understood what Huang Pangcu had said just now.

The big meeting that will take place will definitely run lively. Not for fun because of entertainment. But it was good because of the fight.

The battle that was about to happen was definitely not a lower-class fight. The fight is definitely top class. Fighting between characters. The battle of life and death of a person.

"Have Huang Pangcu and Tian Bengcu prepared all the preparations for the upcoming events?" asked the Nameless Swordsman after a while just silently listening.

"You just calm down. Members of Kay Pang Pek I have prepared all. They will look for important information related to disasters that could happen," said Huang Pangcu.

"Brother Cakra need not worry. I also prepared everything. My people have been scattered in all directions. All preparations are ready. It's just that we don't know what will happen next" Tiang Bengcu said.

"This meeting will be a great battleground" sizzled the Blind Who Knows Everything.

His three friends did not speak. Even if the words are not necessarily proven to be true, but they still believe completely. Because the one who speaks is the Blind Who Knows Everything.

What no one else knew, the young man could tell first. What no one else understands, he can understand first.

The atmosphere in the room was suddenly quiet. Each of them was imagining something that was starting to pop into his mind.

"Please enter" Huang Pangcu said suddenly.

There was no sound there. There are no signs either. But why did Huang Pangcu say that?

It turns out that the other characters have come. There were three people standing at the entrance.

The four figures who were already there smilingly greeted them. The three were Old Granny Hunchback with Liu Bing, Cio Hong the Thunder Monarch Pengoyak Sukma, the great teacher of Rajawali Sakti College, and the last one was the Old Man Sucks.

"Aii, it turns out the famous figures who came here. Come, come, please sit," said Tiang Bengcu invited the three figures to sit.

The chair, which was once available in four, has now been increased to seven. I don't know when the chair was there, which is obviously all done by the people of the Bengcu Tiang faith.

"They are indeed praiseworthy," said Huang Pangcu.

The seven famous figures immediately sat there. The wine jar has been re-increased. They were all average figures who were hooked on wine, which was why the amount of wine had to be added.

Liu Bing chose to sit down with Mei Lan. The two beautiful girls had met before, only at that time they were still shy so had never told a story.

Different from the present situation. Both seem more familiar.

"How are you all doing?" tiang Bengcu asked the three.

"We're fine, what about the Bengcu Pole itself?" ask the Old Grandpa Sucks.

Although the old man liked to make others resent him, but if he was as serious as he is now, then he would be very serious. His ridiculous nature vanished. Although it is only temporary.

"Is there anything you want to say?" tanya Bengcu Pole.

"Some," replied Old Granny Hunchback.

"What does that have to do with?"

"This great meeting,"

"Why indeed?" tanya Tiang Bengcu wants to know more.

"We have a bad feeling. The people from the black faction had started moving. They come from far away" said Cio Hong.

This meeting is free to be attended by anyone and from any circles. There is no ban at all. It doesn't even have to cost you anyway.

As long as you want to travel, then you will be served by something stressful.

"It's true, it's just that their movements are very odd. Even on the way, we had heard that they had made a mess,"

"Do you know who they are?" tiang Bengcu asked with a serious facial expression.

"No. They wear black clothes and veils. Everyone wears the same clothes,"

"You didn't get any other leads?"

"Can,"

"What?"

"One time, in a forest, they once shouted that the Flying Dragon Organization would definitely succeed in the land of Tionggoan," Cio Hong said more seriously.

Everyone in the room was shocked to death. Even Tiang Bengcu himself was surprised. Even Huang Pangcu spouted back the wine that had entered his mouth. The wine was right about the face of Old Man Sucks.

The news they had just heard was truly an unexpected piece of news. If it was true that Cio Hong said that, then a big battle was inevitable.

"It turns out that the Flying Dragon Organization has dared to appear blatantly," said Tiang Bengcu.

"But aren't they seven?" ask the Unnamed Swordsman in confusion.

"Indeed seven people. But have I never said before that they have great power that is hard to imagine? Let alone the lower class warriors, even upper class figures they can easily tool. Especially the lower class?" answer the Blind Who Knows Everything.

"But with what do they use those people?" ask Mei Lan to speak up.

"Of course with strength. In the martial world, the strong win, the weak lose. The strong are in power, the strong must be willing to be oppressed," replied Tiang Bengcu who got the nod from all other figures.

All the people present were silent. Without further discussion, they already understand that disaster is in sight. It could be this great gathering as the first step for them to take control of the Tionggoan Land.

"Is there no way to intercept their movements?" ask the Unnamed Swordsman.

"There," replied Huang Pangcu.

"In what way?"

"Duel life and death,"

"really. Maybe only that way can minimize the number of casualties if until the battle will occur later" said Cip Hong confirmed.

"alright. For a while we have to be vigilant. Do not let them do freely," orders Tiang Bengcu.

"We listened," the characters replied in unison.

The Nameless Swordsman looked at the wine cup that his right hand held. The young man strengthened his resolve. After all, he should be able to obtain a thousand-year-old ginseng in order for himself to reach the peak of perfection.

But are their estimates going to happen? Is a terrible battle really going to take place?

No one knows anything about it. But certainly, the meeting of the figures to get heirloom objects, will be colored with a flood of blood.

The reason is certainly because various kinds of figures from certain streams will meet. Maybe in a dream meeting they will take their revenge.