The Story of Demon Hunter

Black Wind

From behind the blindfold, Arthur saw Jotaro pointing at him in style.

“You won't have Stand-In or anything like that, right?”

Arthur couldn't help but ask. Jotaro who was in front of him was not a teenager, but an adult male with over twenty years of age. Despite not exceeding thirty, he was actually at the truly incredible 6-star silver level.

Arguably, Jotaro was the most talented man he had met other than the heroes and core disciples of the Heavenly Pillar Sect. After all, he was a bandit. Not at all a disciple of a big sect or anything like that.

“Stand-ins? What do you mean by that?”

Jotaro frowned. As if realizing something, he gritted his teeth while shouting.

“HOW DARE YOU FOOL ME, R-Y-U-M-A!”

Arthur dumbfounded. He obviously just asked, but the man seemed to be so tempramental. Jotaro directly walked towards him not sooner or later. One hand is put into a pocket and has a firm expression. Walk in a stylish way.

‘He won't yell ‘ORA’ and I don't need to reply with ‘MUDA’, right?’

Arthur wiped the sweat off his forehead. Looking ahead, Jotaro looked a higher figure compared to him. His body was also larger and filled with muscles. The man then put up the horses and said in a serious tone.

“Prepare to face defeat ... R-Y-U-M-A!”

Arthur holding the sword hilt could not help but complain inwardly.

‘Can't you stop spelling my name that way? That's too embarrassing!’

SWOOSH! A BANG! A BANG! A BANG!

The figures of Arthur and Jotaro disappear from their place. When it reappeared, it appeared the figure of Jotaro who launched a fist with incredible speed. Twenty times a second!

In response, Arthur dodged most of his punches and fended off the rest with a sword that had not yet come out of its sheath.

BLARR!

At the moment of the final blow that was so hard he was fielding, Arthur instantly bounced backwards over ten meters. He then shrugged, seemingly relaxing his muscles. The young man then looked towards Jotaro who still looked cool.

“You are indeed strong because you have been able to survive my iron fist, R-Y-U-M-A! However, do you think this is my only ability?”

Jotaro then held the tip of his hat and stared at Arthur with a mysterious face. At that very instant, a burning red aura emerged from his body.

“Do you know how strong the five animals combined are?”

SWOOSH!

Jotaro's figure rushed at an incredible speed that did not match his shape and size like a deer. The man instantly appeared in front of Arthur then swung his fist like a bear waving its claws.

A BANG!

Arthur's figure immediately bounced into the air. Just then Jotaro slid towards him like a crane darting through the air. Then it turned its hand movements into claws, instantly swinging its arm towards Arthur like a tiger pouncing on its prey.

BLARR!

Arthur's figure instantly crashed into and destroyed several trees. When he landed on the ground, Jotaro immediately emerged from behind him and was about to twine and strangle him like a snake. But Arthur's figure suddenly disappeared.

At the moment it appeared, Arthur stood on top of a thin tree branch as if his body was very light.

“The movement of five wild animals that combine deer, bear, stork, tiger, and snake is indeed beautiful. But very unfortunate, I really do not have a hobby hugged men because I feel it is not true.”

At that moment Arthur dropped himself. His hand grip on the sword hilt became tight. The young man then did a backflip in the air then landed quietly. At a time when everyone was confused by what was going on, Arthur's calm voice sounded.

“Black Hermit Style, first shape .. black wind.”

Along with Arthur's words, everyone was shocked when they saw Jotaro's hat suddenly split and fell to the ground. In addition, many leaves were cut off. The cut objects then caught fire, making everyone look towards Arthur with an extraordinary expression.

“Gold level?!” Jotaro. Sweat immediately soaked his forehead.

Not only was his strength extremely outstanding, but his technique was no less incredible either. Though, it was a trick that Arthur created himself because he would definitely be suspected if using techniques from the Heavenly Pillar Sect.

The trick was actually very simple, which was to compress the qi energy at the tip of the sword and then throw it at the opponent. What made it difficult was to set the level of qi energy density, the speed of the attack that was as fast as sound, and how to aim precisely at such a short time. According to the author himself ...

It was a cheap trick that looked cool because it was hard to do!

The reason why Arthur used the name Black Hermit was also simple. First, he plays like a swordsman with a calm soul like a hermit (hermit). Moreover, the young man liked the black color and his qi energy had the same color.

Yes ... simple as that!

“WHY DIDN'T YOU KILL ME?” jotaro asked with wide eyes.

“Because you guys didn't kill.”

Arthur said calmly. Although many people in the caravan group were injured, but absolutely no one was killed. You could say, those bandits had absolutely no intention of killing.

“You guys aren't actually evil, are you? Why are you doing this kind of thing? I really don't understand.”

Arthur shook his head lightly.

“You ... how do you know it?”

The bandit leader stared at Arthur with an expression of disbelief. After that, he took a deep breath and then started talking.

“Actives ..”

The bandit leader began to explain the reason. The reason alone made Arthur feel a bit strange. They seem to play as Robin Hood who steals and robs for people in need. It's just, their appearance is really ‘somewhat striking’. Especially Jotaro who is too easily recognizable!

Arthur took a deep breath and spoke at random. Pretend to be wise and give instructions to others when he himself is confused how to.

“I understand that you have good intentions. Still, stealing or robbing isn't something worth doing (yes, even if I do it myself).

There's a lot you can do. With your strength, can't you work well instead of committing a risky robbery? If one day you die and are considered criminals, are you not afraid that your family will be sad?

Not just sad, they might be treated badly for being considered as relatives of bandits. Your father, mother, brother, sister, wife, or maybe your child could have suffered.

Would you like to see such a sight?”

“NO, SIR!!!” answer them in unison while wiping away the tears.

“Then, from now on you should think about what you want to do after this.”

After saying that, Arthur left in a calm manner. Return to the train to sleep in the most elegant style.

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