Swordsman Without a Name

The Thousand Faces Old

Cakra Buana is sitting waiting on a tree branch. In his right hand was a wine jar, half of which remained. He hasn't moved. As a peerless figure, the Nameless Swordsman must make sure first of everything before taking action.

The situation around him was very quiet. Eve is getting colder too.

The three people were still staring intently within a few steps.

Yush!!!

Without speaking first, the person in dark green clothes suddenly attacked the sage with his weapon in the form of a half-fed spear. The first attack was both quick and deadly.

A very dangerous stab.

A jet-black light shot out as fast as lightning in the midst of the darkness of this cold night. Fortunately, Rishi thought about it.

He swiftly avoided the attack. His body shifted slightly to the right side. His left hand immediately retraced the spear thrust.

But not yet finished that one attack, has come back another attack.

A bright yellow light suddenly grabbed him.

Wutt!!! Blarr!!!

For the second time the old sage had managed to dodge the opponent's attack.

The fight was soon resumed. The old sage began to retaliate against the attacks from his two opponents. The two old hands turned out to have terrible energy.

The mention of his clothing cloth was also able to bring about a strong roaring wind.

Death's Eve grew thick. The fight is getting more intense.

The two people dressed in blue and dark green continued to wave all sorts of attacks without stopping. The position of the old sage was briefly pressed away from the pressure.

The fight of the three of them entered dozens of moves. The cooperation of two people deserves a thumbs up. Every move was done perfectly. It seemed like the two people had gotten used to doing similar things in the previous days.

The old sage suddenly snapped out loud at the moment the fight reached the twenties of a stance. Suddenly, the situation suddenly reversed.

He who was previously in a position of urgency, now actually had the upper hand. His two hands moved quickly like shadows. The attack that was launched was both fierce and cruel.

The two people in blue and dark green clothes were made a fool of. But it only happened for a while, because next, they immediately issued his powerful stance.

The spear pierced and snatched ferociously. Keris was thrust out as fast as lightning. Occasionally the kris emit a yellow beam back then the next explosion will be heard if the beam does not hit the target.

During the course of the fight, Cakra Buana aka the Nameless Swordsman just sat while still watching. Face's calm. As calm as the water on the lake.

In his heart, he himself praised the cooperation of the two people. They are really good at playing every move.

Time keeps passing. The fight still continues. The longer, the position of the old sage is getting desperate.

The Nameless Swordsman decided to intervene into that battle arena. After all, he was an advocate of truth. Seeing the fight of others who are not balanced, how could he just calm down while paying attention?

Whatever happens, whenever facing the current situation, the Nameless Swordsman is ready to extend his hand.

Yush!!!

The black shadow darted. The wine jar previously grasped by Cakra Buana had been thrown at high speed.

Prosecutors!!!

The wine jar suddenly broke into small fragments upon arriving in front of the three people who were going through the fight.

Instantly, the fight stopped. The three people stared at the direction the jar was coming from.

They saw a young man sitting quietly on a tree branch. Even funny, the young man did not put on a guilty face. He smiled like people didn't know what.

"Which son of a bitch dares to interfere in my affairs. Down you!!!" shouted the man dressed in dark green.

Yush!!!

As soon as he arrived below, he immediately walked up to the three. The road is still calm and relaxed. His face is the same.

"Who are you really? Why do you dare interfere in our affairs?" snapped again.

"Nameless Swordsman .." he answered still with the same nickname.

Cakra Buana is so intentional. Because if he told me his real name, a few martial people would recognize him. Especially in this Land of Pasundan.

If this happens, he can no longer investigate the state of his own country.

He hasn't been home for a long time. Everyone may forget his face, because now he is growing stocky, handsome and also powerful. But when it comes to a name, it seems that everyone will not forget.

In the Land of Pasundan, besides himself, who else is Cakra Buana? Of course he's just one.

The Prince of Kawasenan Kingdom.

Although not everyone knows his true descendants, but if it penetrated into the royal environment, then the story that will happen later must be different again.

"Hemm, are you this old gangster?"

"No. I don't even know him,"

"If you don't know, move away. Let us kill him" the man in blue.

Meanwhile, as long as Cakra Buana and the two people quarreled, the old sage quietly departed from there.

His escape was very expert. In addition, the science of lightening his body is also spelled out as a class figure choose a match.

The three men did not realize that he was gone. Because the old rishi did not make any sound when carrying out the action.

"Fight is okay. Provided it is fair and manly. Allow Mr. tu-.." Cakra Buana did not continue his words anymore.

As soon as he looked back, there was no one else.

"Where is he?" he dyed while staring at the two people in front of him.

"Where do I know. Wasn't he behind you?" ask the person dressed in dark green.

"I didn't see it myself,"

"He has escaped. Goddamn it, this whole thing is because you're a fucking young man. Because of you the Thousand Faces Old Maling can escape. Though tired we found his disguise," said the man dressed in blue while grumbling incoherently.

"Campus you!!"

Yush!!!

The dark green-clad person suddenly attacked Cakra Buana ferociously. The spear thrust that he had previously seen, was now visible again.

The stabs are getting faster. It's getting dangerous again, too.

The spear that was once jet black, now suddenly turned into a smoldering red. Extremely hot air came out from the entire spear shaft.

The first attack has not yet arrived, followed by another attack. The person dressed in blue did not want to lose, he also moved the magic keris in his hands.

Wutt!!!

A golden yellow ray charged towards the Nameless Swordsman.

The explosion was heard again because the light had not hit the target.

The Nameless Swordsman was suddenly already behind them.

Plakk!!! Plakk!!!