The Musafir
Fighting with the Speaker Without Sound
MANTINGAN chose to remain silent. Observing and assessing circumstances. How at a time when the position of the opponent is completely unknown, rash action is simply not necessary.
“Hero Man, you must have known that my purpose in finding you was to challenge you to fight to the death. Duhai, how dare I feel a little disapproving when the martial well spills the authority of the Sky Stake to you. You're still very young, Hero Man, too young. You haven't swallowed enough salt in the martial world. I guess, you only master one or two mainstay moves that somehow can kill so many warriors without any civilization at all. You are just a newborn calf who pretends to defeat all the tigers before him. So what about me who has been swimming thirty-six years in a martial well with all his troubles? This is not fair at all, Hero Man. I'm here to uphold the justice I should have gotten.”
The voice still sounded smooth and gentle, but it clearly contained an enormous hatred. Anyone can feel that. This is when Mantingan decided to open his voice.
“If you intend to take the authority of the Sky Starter, then take it and leave. I don't want it at all.” The mantang said calm.
“You're ready to kill me, hero Man?”
The mantan smiled thinly while shaking his head. “Samely no.”
“You talk nonsense. Taking the authority of the Sky Stakeholder is tantamount to killing the swordsman who possesses it!” The sound began to harden.
“If you do want bloodshed, then I feel entitled to defend myself.”
“That's what I want, Hero Man: fight. I hope that with the fight, I can feel one or two moves that make you adored half-dead by many people. Prepare.”
The whirring of dozens of swords being plucked simultaneously instantly shattered the silence of the night. Killer Eve is so obvious that it makes the night air that already feels very cold to be even more piercing again.
The mantan exhaled a long breath before letting out all the murderous air it had. So the night air from the beginning had indeed been very cold, which was then added cold and pierced again by the killer air of fifty enemy warriors, who had, and now it is far more freezing after the increase of the killer from Mantingan whose magnitude even exceeds the killer of the 50 warriors combined!
The mantan raised the headwaters of the Savrinadeya Sword to chest-high, with the blade facing its face. Prepare to implement Human Establishment. But before the fight really began, he first said, “I guess you don't mind if we face one against one rather than you have to field fifty warriors who will surely be wasted his life.”
“Are you afraid of not being able to get out alive, Hero Man?” The subtle voice without form was again heard, replying to Mantingan's words cynically.
Mantingan shook his head slowly, then he expressed his view honestly. “The fifty warriors will only die in vain without having the time to help you at all. May I say, they can all be crippled in just the blink of an eye. However, I will only do that if they attack me first. If they don't attack, I won't attack either. Then, it would be nice if we fight one against one.”
“You really seem very frightened at the moment, Hero Man. But forgive me, I am not among the easy ones to deceive with all the sweet words of your foul mouth. Daku are not those stupid Taruma people.”
The mantelan smiled again while shaking his head. “Then, there is no need to linger anymore. As soon as you start, then I will finish it.”
“Bogged!”
Right after that, there were sounds of greatness coming from all directions accompanied by the sound of metal whistling!
Mantingan closed his eyes. Focusing all the power of thought and attention. Then open your eyes. Turning his body like a propeller. The glitter of metal broke the raindrops, numbering in the tens. A wind scroll as thin as thread, with a length of fifteen fathoms, darted as fast as lightning, splitting anything in front of it, which surely if there is a hair then split into seven parts!
“Buk!”
“Buk!”
“Buk!”
In the blink of an eye then, the black shadows smashed into the ground helplessly, accompanied by a precise thud fifty times. If the situation is blazing, then there are dozens of bodies scattered around Mantingan!
There was a sharp sigh from the young man. Clearly to whom the snort is intended!
The subtle sound without form was changed by the sound of wind prowess. However, the problem does not become easy, it becomes more complicated and precarious! The sound of wind prowess was emerging from the four cardinal directions with an unfathomable speed!
The mantle does not have much time to think. This puzzling attack was done very suddenly. Any fighter would be hard to turn him off. Life will drift in a time that does not even allow the eyes to blink. This clearly had matched the speed of thought!
In such an urgent situation, Mantingan suddenly felt his whole body as if sucked into a small hole, which is so small that it feels impossible for even an ant to enter the hole.
Free-floating mantle without control. Between endless darkness. In the midst of the silence that was so sunyinya that he cared for hearing.
Mantingan closed his eyes. It's like he's experienced this before. The feeling of being immersed in a bottomless ocean, with a real calmness of tranquility. And when he opened his eyes again, he knew what was going on.
He was in a state of Spaceless and Timeless! Where his soul had been completely detached from the space and time of the world, diving within his boundless ocean of thoughts.
Mantingan was surprised not to play when he realized that his ability to read the omens managed to recognize the four sounds of wind greatness that also came from the four corners of the wind! He knew which greatness came from the true body of his opponent!
Although with all the questions piled up in his mind, Mantingan still would not waste the opportunity to defeat his opponent. What a chance this just came up short and very short.
The Mantin immediately ejected itself from the state of Spaceless and Timeless, returning to the will of the world!
So that's how in one long slash, Mantingan split his opponent's chest immediately fell down right in front of him.
The hands of the real swordsman - in fact - had appeared to be aged with wrinkled skin and the long white beard was reaching Mantingan's feet. He did not look like he wanted to put up a final resistance that would obviously be meaningless, so Mantingan humbled himself by kneeling down and grasping the old swordsman's hand.
“Hero Man, forgive me for dissolving in discontent so much as to trouble you to kill this worthless old man like myself. You should indeed bear the authority of the Sky Stakeholder with all the abilities you possess. What is the meaning of me who is not talented in this martial art, must recognize the superior buds that have just grown.” The old fighter coughed a few times. “Daku, the Noiseless Swordsman, pays his deepest respects to Hero Man!”
After saying such a loud voice, the life of the Soundless Swordsman floated from the body. His hand that was still clasped by Mantingan became hollow until finally allowed to fall to the ground.
Manten exhaled a long breath while rubbing his face wet with rainwater. Chitra Anggini who had approached him then squeezed Mantingan's shoulder, said gently that the old swordsman had perfect his martial path.
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Bonus list of episodes before April 30:
Favorite 1370\= 2 episodes [FULFILLED]
Favorite 1400\= +3 episodes [FULFILLED]
Vote 950\= 2 episodes [FULFILLED]
Vote 1000\= +5 episodes
Event bonus episodes are completed with three targets from four targets being met. To be honest, this is much bigger than my expectations. Thank you to those who have contributed 🙏
