Swordsman Without a Name
Other Than Others
The ten people were eager to disbelieve the words of the young stranger. Moreover, everyone knows that the poison put into the wine is a poison that is said to have taken a lot of casualties.
"It turns out that he was really different from the others" muttered one of them.
Actually Cakra Buana itself at first did not know that the wine was poisonous. But once he had drunk it to the end, his stomach began to feel twisted. His entire body was cold hot from enduring such intense pain.
If likened to it, the pain was probably the same back then when he received a ferocious attack from the Poison Palm God that had almost taken his life.
If you imagine the incident, it feels really upset. He wants to go back to his homeland and find them.
Because they are one of his great enemies. They also killed his heart.
In such a moment, he hurriedly did his meds to find out what kind of poison he had been drinking. He gathered pure air and tried to subdue the poison. After succeeding, he directly combined his poison with his own inner strength.
If Cakra Buana is not wrong, the poison he drank is called Organ Destruction Poison.
The poison is a terrible poison. Because once it enters the stomach, the reaction will immediately be seen.
The stomach feels twisted. Like a wet cloth that is twisted until completely twisted. The pain of being stabbed by thousands of needles was also felt.
Fortunately Cakra Buana is now not what it was. With the help of his perfect inner strength, he finally managed to offer the poison.
After the poison was successfully offered, he immediately walked out through the window knowing that something was not right.
"Who are you really?" ask a fat man.
"I think you know who I am. So this question is really unimportant" replied Cakra Buana.
"Hemm, really arrogant young man,"
"Who's your teacher?"
"You don't deserve to know who my teacher is yet,"
"Sat. Search for you, do not ever expect to be caught in the world of Tionggoan martial arts," snapped the czech angrily.
"I have no intention and no interest at all. What does it mean if you have become a martial arts world champion but still want to be told by others," Cakra Buana said insinuating the people.
Instantly their faces were reddish like boiled shrimp. The ten people clearly felt very angry because of the innuendo just now.
"Truly tired of life" snapped the burly man.
"Groan!!!" he shouted to the twelve who were holding the cleaver.
"I hope you don't throw your lives away for free. They are not yet worthy of fighting me" Cakra Buana replied quickly so as to stop their movement.
That guy was so angry. He snapped back giving his orders with a sinister voice.
This time the twelve people could not argue anymore. They immediately moved simultaneously lunging at Cakra Buana.
The glint of the cleaver was seen everywhere. The flash shut himself in. Although they only include lower class warriors, but the cooperation is quite decent as well.
Unfortunately they were still truly not worthy of being the opponent of the Nameless Swordsman that was now.
"Trangg ..." twelve times the same sound.
The Buana chakra moves after their very close distance. As soon as a loud voice sounded just now, everyone was shocked.
The hole they held now was only half of it. The end of his cleaver had been successfully broken in an extremely quick lightning move.
Twelve of them were scared to death. Their lutus feels weak.
"remove. I don't want to kill you guys" he said coldly.
They follow orders with gratitude.
"Who told you to?" ask Cakra Buana further.
He said it like what the lady ordered before moving. Of course there's another purpose behind it all, only for now, only the lady herself knows.
"good. If you feel you can kill me, do it now" challenge Cakra Buana with a sharp eye.
"See attack ..." snapped the fat one attacked first.
Although his body is like a ball, it turns out that the science of lightening the body he has is already high. Until before he finished his speech, he had already arrived before the Nameless Swordsman.
"City …"
The Dragon and Tiger swords have already been passed. The heirloom sword clashed with the extremely sharp persk brother.
"Good weapon" praised Cakra Buana. "Unfortunately it still loses far when compared to my sword,"
The Nameless Swordsman thickened the fat guy. Nine other people immediately attacked from all directions. Nine glints of sharp weapons flashed in the middle of the night.
The wind felt from all sides.
Cakra Buana put up a fight. He moved faster under the ambush of all his opponents. The Dragon Sword and Tiger were spinning violently around the fat one earlier.
Nine colleagues did not accept. Seeing their first attack fail miserably, all of them simultaneously advanced back to lock up the young man.
The clangs of sharp weapons began to sound breaking the silence of the night. The wind that was once a breeze now turned into a storm.
Nine weapons scoured him without pause. All the weapons came in one go. Failed one, the other immediately advanced. Sometimes they do it simultaneously.
If you look at the way they attack, it is clear that these people are experts in their respective fields of weapons.
The spinning stick brought about a storm. The piercing sword gives death. While the fan blurs the view because the dust is flying.
The atmosphere there instantly turned into a battleground in just the blink of an eye.
The loud clangs began to be heard frequently. They were very surprised when they realized that the young man was not injured at all.
Anyone knows that their attack was a deadly one.
Unexpectedly, a young man named Cakra Buana actually managed to dodge the attack very easily.
Now he was standing quietly in front of her. The combined attack did not have any effect at all.
"Mampuss you!!!"
The old woman darted out an attack with her iron fan. Despite his old age, his movements are very fast and dangerous.
Things like before happen again. Nine of his colleagues did not remain silent.
They immediately gang up on the Nameless Swordsman with their respective powerful styles.
White light shines through space. The moves after the moves were already jeluar, but no one had yet broken through the heart of the Nameless Swordsman.
When the onslaught of attacks stopped for a while, the Nameless Swordsman immediately launched a counterattack that was fiercer and more devastating than the ten people.
"Rain Lightning Million Swords …"
"Grush …"
The white light looked even more dazzling before. The aura of killing felt terrifying.
The Dragon Sword and Tiger immediately pierced rapidly towards the opponent. Not to mention the attack arrived, he had to pull back because another attack came from his right side.
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