The Desolate Wind Swordsman

Chapt. 45 Goddess Sukarti

Chapt 45s

The red-orange light from the sky indicates the day begins to evening. But the fight for the position of second-level chairman is still ongoing. The second level chairman is the highest position that can be obtained by the chairman of the college. Because the first-rate chairman only applies to the descendants of the previous first-rate chairman.

Currently, one person has been chosen who has defeated ten third-level leaders. He was a middle-aged man of forty. Danurjaya, a first swordsman enters as opposed to a big body man. He is now resting while watching the fight.

A woman who has defeated five warriors. Named Dewi Sukarti. She was a thirty-five year old female swordsman. Is a swordsman who is fairly young because at his age he can be in the position of third-level chairman. It is difficult to get a confession. But she got recognition from the chiefs because she was a very great female swordsman.

"Who's next?" Goddess Sukarti breathes heavily. He managed to kill three of the five opponents he defeated.

"I'm advancing." A woman braved herself.

Without command, the woman who spoke, directly attacked from outside the arena. Breaking through the crowd and directing his iron chain towards the woman standing in the middle of the arena.

"Shelf!" The iron chain only hit the match floor.

Dewi Sukarti has memorized her opponent. She's a woman who doesn't telephoto or speak stale. Their attacks continued. Dewi Sukarti only uses a fan, but the fan has an attack power that makes the opponent's body split.

"Dad" by throwing a fan, he can cut the iron chain.

"Damn!" The woman no longer had her iron chain.this time she used a sharp knife and threw it.

The knife was darting. But the knife can be deflected with the fan. As a result, the knife turned around and scratched the woman's body.

"Dam. I surrender!" Because he was hurt pretty badly. He doesn't want to take any chances. He has no more weapons.

"The woman is very dangerous. We're facing three." Three people are discussing. They want to take a woman.

There is no rule in this competition that says it should only be one-on-one. You can enter ten people at once. But only one person will be the winner. At least they can be friends in the initial fight. Next will be the opponent. The goal of bringing in a teammate is to get rid of a very great opponent.

Three male warriors entered the arena. That woman only needed four people to defeat. With three opponents, he made a happy smile. It can save time.

It's getting dark. Torch torches were installed in every corner of the arena. The newly-entered swordsman attacked with various weapons. But the woman's speed made her untouchable with the weapon.

"Death!" Three warriors have besieged Dewi Sukarti.

"You are dead. Face my fan."

When the weapon almost hit the woman, the wind wave was created from the fanning motion. It rotates with the fan pointed in front of it.

Waves of wind like a whirling enveloped Goddess Sukarti. The wind wave also sucked up the weapons used by the warriors.

"It can even control the wind."

"That's amazing."

"Wind is dangerous. Don't get hit." A person affected by the anti-effects instruct his partner to be vigilant.

"Slowly." The woman was quickly able to approach all.

"What's this move?"

"No!"

"Agot!"

Their cries sounded loud. But just shouting will not be able to bring things back. They are currently suffering from severe injuries. Until their bodies are full of scratches.

They intend to crawl out. But the woman did not let go. The wind has stopped. The woman's breath became irregular. Now tired of spending a lot of energy in using the review****** the pickaxe.

"Please. I'm giving up."

The three warriors who were in pain could only give up. When the woman stopped attacking, the three men came out on all fours. They are running out of energy. Fighting will put their lives at risk.

Dewi Sukarti did not attack them. Because he himself no longer has the energy in. He just holds the fan.

"The woman is exhausted. His energy runs out. Come on who's gonna fight him."

Dewi Sukarti only needs to defeat one more. But there were two warriors who entered the arena. Makes the woman upset. Because he no longer had the strength to fight two troublesome people.

"I just need someone else to win. But you two are the ones who entered this arena." The woman did not accept.

"I hope you don't mind. You can't possibly be a second-rate leader. You've lost all your strength. Even against a junior disciple you can't. Ahaha!"

"But why did you two enter?!"

"Let this fight be over. Be calm. You'll get a higher position in hell later."

"Damn it!" Bump the woman.

The two warriors pulled out swords and ran. From the back and front. Dewi Sukarti has run out of energy. He fell down and knelt.

"Haha... You've even given your life to us."

Looking at the helpless opponent, the two men did not run. They walked and their positions were very close. Only half a meter they pierced the sword.

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