Swordsman Without a Name

Two Demons of Lemah Jawi Port

Seeing the terrible incident, some people who were still inside immediately came out as well. Some even ran away.

The atmosphere inside the tavern became quiet. There were no more visitors except one.

A young man dressed in red. His hair was as straight as a shoulder left to tuft. On his back was something wrapped in a white cloth.

Swordsman Without a Name.

He still enjoyed the fragrant and fragrant wine without feeling disturbed in the slightest. He's staying calm. Stay stupid for what's going on around him.

So that in the end the skinny old man scolded the Nameless Swordsman.

"Young man, why are you still not coming out as well? Are you looking for a mampus" he asked while yelling loudly.

Cakra Buana is still. He did not answer the question of the skinny old man. The young man was still enjoying the taste.

"Son, are you deaf?" he's making his voice back. But his voice was much louder and more terrifying. Even the table nearby trembled slightly as the old man said as he handed over his inner strength.

"Ah, sorry. Are you talking to me?" ask Cakra Buana pretending to be stupid.

"West, is there anyone else in here besides you?"

"Nothing,"

"When you know what to ask again?"

"My mouth is up to me,"

"How dare you say that. You think we're scared?"

"And do you also think that I dare not?"

"good. You've pissed me off, which means you have to take responsibility,"

"If you come just want to ruin the atmosphere, you better get your feet up right now. I have no appetite for killing people. For now, leave me alone in the tavern. As for you to do anything, I will not interfere" Cakra Buana said in a cold tone.

His intention was good, so that the lives of both parents survived death. The Nameless Swordsman dared to say so high because he was already able to claw to where the opponent's abilities were. According to him, even though the two men advanced simultaneously, he was sure he was still able to deal with it.

But unfortunately they even responded to that good intention as bad intent. For the two old men, the young man had done him a humiliation.

Their anger soon rose to the surface. His body temperature was suddenly hot because it held back anger.

"The longer left, the sharper your mouth is. Looks like you're gonna have to teach us how to be respectful in front of us,"

The fat old man attacked first. He used a big machete, the machete was very sharp. There was a shiny white light as he swung his machete towards the Nameless Swordsman.

The wind felt sharp. His attack was so fast that in just the blink of an eye, the machete had arrived before its target.

Unfortunately, the young man was not a random warrior. When the machete almost arrived, his body immediately shot out and stood right in the middle of the shop yard which is now a lot of people.

The old man was surprised. He wanted to withdraw the attack, but it was too late. As a result the machete continued to slide until it grabbed and split the table into two parts.

The two sides split up looking very flat. From this alone it can be suspected that he does have a power that is already fairly high.

As much as possible, the two headed straight to the diner yard.

Now the Nameless Swordsman had faced off against two old men who had dared to ruin his mood. He's very angry. Seen from the look of his eyes that are able to penetrate the heart of the opponent.

"You're just a big mouth. If you can, do it immediately," challenge the skinny old man.

The atmosphere became more tense. The people who witnessed this scene looked on with a thumping feeling.

They did not know who the young man really was. For these people, the young man felt very foreign. They had never seen the young man in the area before.

But for the two old men, it was clear the residents already knew who they really were. This is seen from how they respect and submit to each of his commands.

In this area of Lemah Jawi Port, two parents already have names. They are often referred to by the nickname Two Demons Port of Lemah Jawi.

The skinny one got the nickname the Sword of the Raging Waves, while the fat one was known by the nickname the Golok Vibrator Sukma.

Both are famous figures. In the area of Lemah Jawi Port in particular, it seems that no one dared to the two lovebirds.

"You asked me to do it. Right now, I will prove that my speech is not just a talk" said Cakra Buana.

His body traced the ground and then shot towards the two old men. Two rolls of fierce wind came out from his palm grabbing the opponent.

The pace is very fast. Two lovebirds were shocked for a moment.

"Grand …"

The two powerful scrolls of power unleashed by the Nameless Swordsman, were smashed with the style of each of his opponents.

The three warriors were pushed a few steps. The two old men nearly fell down because they could not fully withstand the shockwave from the impact just now. While the Nameless Swordsman still looked calm.

'This boy is definitely not a brat. Hemm, if I don't get it done now, someday maybe he will bring disaster, ' the skinny old man or the Raging Wave Sword.

After his mind said so, he immediately whipped out the sword stored on his back. His body immediately shot out rapidly towards the Nameless Swordsman.

A white light glittered through the sunlight. The roar of the sharp wind felt snatching and tearing the skin. The people who saw this fight held their breath.

They felt sorry for the young man for having dared to look for trouble with the ruler in Lemah Jawi Port.

But that pity was soon replaced with a sense of surprise from everyone. Beyond their expectations, it turned out that the young man was able to avoid the sword with just a simple but strange movement.

Forced the Sword of Waves to Rage only about empty places. But he did not stop there, another slash of sword immediately he was titled for the sake of wanting to cripple the young man as quickly as possible.

When the attack occurred, suddenly the wind felt back. This time it came from above the head.

As soon as Cakra Buana looked up, it was seen that a large machete was being swung with high strength leading to the batok of his head.

"City …"

"City …"

Twice the loud clashing sounded made buzzing ears. Another weapon that shines much brighter and contains higher strength, looks already grasped by the young man.

Friction between heirloom weapons happened for a while. The occasional spark was seen then vanished in the wind.

"Relope …"

The Nameless Swordsman thickened his two opponents with the help of the thrusting power of the sword. After that, he quickly launched a consecutive kick to two opponents so they fell a few steps back.