Swordsman Without a Name

The Youth Blood Turmoil

That happened very quickly. Maybe not fifteen. But the results of all that really amaze anyone.

All my life, those people had never seen such a move just now. If possible, maybe they want to see that style back.

But unfortunately at any time, no one will be able to see it clearly except the Nameless Swordsman and Wingless Angel.

Sinta Putri Wulansari was really amazed to see the style of Shadow Soaring Lives.

He is the same as the others. A lifetime, just seeing such a move.

If asked to fight seriously, between the two most beautiful girls, who is the strongest? Sian-li Bwee Hua, or Wingless Angel?

Ki Suryo and Whira are still glued. They could not believe that Aswanta had died before his eyes. Even his death is doubtful.

Slowly the old man stepped out his feet and squatted down in front of Aswanta's corpse. He checked his pulse as well as his heartbeat. Then take off his clothes.

Suddenly he was surprised. At the look behind the clothes, Aswanta's chest turned out to have been charred. There were five palms. Even the former site slightly slid inside.

Ki Suryo bobbing head. He did not understand how the girl hit people's chests and had such an effect.

"Truly a cruel move. Hemm, it seems like she is indeed not an ordinary girl," she muttered alone and then got up and went back to Whira.

"What did you find Ki?" tanyanya was curious because she saw the dark face of Ki Suryo.

"She is not an ordinary woman, I'm sure, the girl still keeps other strange and powerful moves," she said with a sigh.

"Well, don't you know what style he uses?"

"No, but for sure it's a style that has reached the perfect stage,"

Whiro is getting curious. Blood is easy to rise. The young man also felt very curious, it was like he was trying out the science of silat Sian-li Bwee Hua. However it seemed that he was still a little hesitant after seeing his comrade die in his hands.

Meanwhile, the Nameless Swordsman and his two lovers want to re-enter the restaurant. But just a few steps away, the three had been stopped by a voice.

"Please stop," Whiro shouted suddenly.

"What else is it?" asked the Wingless Angel representing the others.

"I want to ask for a hint from the Young Master," he said as he looked at Cakra Buana.

Ki Suryo was shocked again. He looked at Whira, the old man did not understand why young people are so fond of looking for things?

Although he himself likes to look for trouble, but when compared to the two young men, it feels Ki Suryo is much better. All the actions he would take had been taken into account before. Unlike his two young friends. They are always careless, anything is not taken into account with maturity.

"Are you wrong Whira?" he asked after a moment of silence.

"No Ki, I want to try out the young man's abilities. He was the only one who seemed to be able to do nothing. I'm also sure of the three people, there must be the weakest one," he replied confidently.

Ki Suryo wanted to say back, but Whira had already stepped forward.

"How, would Young Master give me a clue?" the question returned to the Nameless Swordsman.

"Aihh, no, no. I don't dare,"

"Hemm, is your silat science the same as Nyai's? Can't be shown, and if shown must fall victim?" tanyanya was a little unhappy.

"Hemm, no. I can't show you anything" replied the Nameless Swordsman still trying to be patient.

"Fuckup. You're making me angry, let's show me your silat!!! Otherwise, don't blame me if this machete takes your life …"

Yush!!!

Finished saying, Whira immediately pulled out her cleaver then lunged forward towards the Nameless Swordsman. One quick puncture leads to the heart.

Cakra Buana actually does not want to intervene. Moreover, he did not want to fight. Not because of anything, but because he knew the aftermath of all this would be long.

But now that he is being urged, he must serve. Inevitably, the Nameless Swordsman must still want to.

One poked Whira was avoided. Cakra Buana's body leapt backwards. Instead of stopping the attack, Whira attacked again.

Even the attacks that were now were much fiercer and more vicious. Seven sharp strokes were launched with all his might. Silvery rays enveloped the air. The wind chirping blew away the dust and gravel that was there.

Yush!!! Bukk!!!

The sound of the body being hit by a very loud blow was heard once. After that one figure was thrown off like before.

It's all done. No more fighting, no attack in the form of a stab.

It turns out that Whira has been wiped out. His eyes bulged as if about to come out. It was as if the young man did not believe that he would be killed in a very short time.

What the Nameless Swordsman had done just now was very unexpected to everyone. No one thought among them that the handsome young man who had been silent since, turned out to have abilities that were even higher than the two girls in him.

Except for Ki Suryo and a few other old generation figures, it felt like no one could have guessed beforehand that the young man was indeed more terrifying.

"Young people just obey lust. Already reminded but still insist," complained Ki Suryo.

The atmosphere there is still quiet. Those people shuddered in horror. If previously they were still able to see some movements silat — even though vaguely—, then just now these people did not see anything.

They could only feel the wind. Next, it's all over.

"A really great move," praised one of the old men among the crowd of diners.

"Very good even. I just saw that there was such a style just now," the old man by her side chimed.

The Nameless Swordsman and his two lovers immediately set foot to return to the restaurant. His stomach is still hungry. And they needed food intake, how could the three of them waste this good opportunity?

The page began to stretch. The crowd dispersed themselves one by one. Everyone brings their own kind of feelings that are hard to explain.

Ki Suryo stepped over to Whira's corpse. He directly lifted it without inspecting the wound like before. Although not checked, but the old man already knew that Whira's injuries were much worse.

Now on both shoulders were two young men who had already become corpses. Slowly Ki Suryo stepped away from there.

He did not want to look back. Like afraid that he will become the victim next.

The youthful bloodlust sometimes brought about a calamity.

Yush!!!

Ki Suryo uses the science of lightening the body. For a moment, his body was no longer visible.