Swordsman Without a Name

Bored of Life

Cakra Buana smiled grinning. His face turned violent and full of arrogance.

He did that intentionally.

Sometimes, pride is indispensable.

You have to be more arrogant when facing an arrogant person.

"The intention is so. Unfortunately, death did not come near me. Maybe the Angel of Death himself is afraid of me. The proof was that when I fell into the abyss, I was still alive. Well, I hope you can take my life. I'm tired of living" said Cakra Buana, who was mocking their own enemies.

Eleven of his opponents felt extremely furious. To them, the speech of the young swordsman was extremely arrogant. Even the arrogant. Because according to him, Cakra Buana is the same as challenging Sang Hyang Widhi.

That's the assumption of those who are only narrow-minded.

Quite the contrary, lika the character who was there even smiled at the behavior of the young swordsman. Including Mr. Santeno himself.

"It turns out that besides being powerful, you are also smart in saying, boy," said the Golden Spear King from the North.

The others nodded. They also agreed with the old man's words.

"Fuckin' shit. Proud to be right your word. Your mouth deserves to be ripped off. Well, if you're really looking for a mampus, why not just give up your life?"

"That's another story. As long as I have a hand and can fight back, why not act? If my hands and feet cannot resist, then you may uproot my life" replied the Nameless Swordsman.

They're back upset. Indirectly, the Nameless Swordsman clearly challenged them. It's like he said "if you're capable, please kill me".

"Talk much to you, I'll take you to hell .." said a top-class swordsman from the Death Skull Organization.

Not finished his words, the person has hit Cakda Buana. His palm sent out a blow that contained a huge amount of energy.

A single wind blew on the Nameless Swordsman. But before his original attack arrived, he had already moved very quickly.

Only one time the foot had traced the ground, the person had disappeared from sight. The first attack missed the target.

The coach did not remain silent.

He's a top-class swordsman. Our strength is beyond doubt. Just by turning the body, a long-range attack returned he launched.

The goal is to go behind a fairly large tree trunk. A deep blue light shot out as big as a hand.

"Grand …"

The tree was immediately smashed into pieces. The leaves fall off and wither.

The fighter is not just arbitrarily launching an attack. The tree he had headed just now had clearly become the hiding place of the Nameless Swordsman.

But strangely, the young swordsman actually did not appear the trunk of his nose. He completely disappeared from sight.

No one knows for sure where Cakra Buana or the Nameless Swordsman is.

When the swordsman was confused, he suddenly felt a sharp whistling wind from behind him.

Two dried leaves shot out as fast as lightning like the glide of an arrow.

"Guard …"

The fighter managed to catch him when he turned the body. But as a result, he also had to be pushed one step.

The opposing side was dumbfounded. Only by using the leaves alone, their colleagues are able to be encouraged. What if his hands were to attack?

"Sat. If you have the guts, come down and face me. Fucking boy," said the swordsman grumpily for not being able to resist embarrassment.

"Talk a lot, give up all your colleagues. We're done with this business immediately. I don't like pleasantries with rendshan humans like you do" Cakra Buana said as he floated down from the branch of the tree he was on.

As soon as both of his feet stepped on the ground, the ten warriors immediately attacked.

The Wingless Angel instantly took part. The three top-class warriors of the Death Skull Organization he intercepted using the Beautiful Sword of Kahyangan.

The flashing blue light inhibited the movements of the three warriors. It was fortunate that both of them were not lower-class warriors. Seeing the blue light dart ahead of them, with a swift stick and sword that became his weapon instantly moved to fend off.

"City …"

The first collision happened. Incandescent sparks lit up amidst the darkness of the Prohibition Forest.

Along with that, Mr. Santeno the Hand Without a Pity Hand also moved. The hard hand like pure steel instantly charged forward to fend off the three opposing weapons.

"Trangg .. trangg ..." two times when it sounded like a hard object met.

The three warriors vibrated.

Just a moment ago during the Nameless Swordsman talking to the people of the Death Skull Organization, Mr. Santeno secretly reassembled his already much wasted inner strength.

Fortunately Cakra Buana seemed to understand. The young swordsman deliberately stalled for a while. Until now, Mr. Santeno's energy has recovered.

As it happens now.

Three guns succeeded him in fielding without shifting one bit.

It was as if both of his feet had been spiked into the earth to be able to stand very firmly.

As for the Nameless Swordsman himself, when the four warriors attacked him, he did not retreat and did not advance.

The Nameless Swordsman simply pulled his right foot forward and pulled his left foot slightly back.

The right hand holding the sword was instantly in a prepared position.

The position of the horses as solid as the mountain was ready. If it is like this, even though the waves are crashing, the Nameless Swordsman is sure that he is able to survive.

"Grand …"

"City …"

If it was only the sound of the impact of the metal rod, then this time there was a sound of impact and explosion at the same time.

Fireflowers and shock waves fused together in this tense atmosphere.

The four warriors who attacked Cakra Buana trembled. They gasped when they realized the young swordsman's prowess.

The three warriors had currently restarted their real fight.

The figures stood watching this battle that had just walked over. Moreover His Hand Poison Sacred Heart.

The old woman was very curious about the ability of Cakra Buana. He had never seen the young swordsman fight head-on before.

At the moment when he gets the chance, of course he will not miss it just like that.

The fight of the members of the entourage was almost over. Twenty members fell victim in the battle against the members of the Death Skull Organization.

The remaining thirty people managed to save their lives. Although some of them have injuries. But it is certain that no one will lose their lives.

The fight of two young warriors managed to grab the attention of everyone present there. Even the leader of the warriors also witnessed.

He seemed to have been surprised several times. Now he believes very well that the fame and the great nickname of the Nameless Swordsman is not a figment.

Several times he was shocked when he saw that four of his men had been repulsed in a few waves.

For young warriors of his age, this might be impossible. But for Cakra Buana certainly not impossible.

If he had unleashed his strength up to seventy percent, would they have survived for a long time? Especially if he had already taken out the Dragon Sword and the Tiger.