The Story of the Forecast Swordsman

Black Flow Attack

Ki Pasupati is still weakly rolled in his bed with a body full of incision wounds and deep wounds. He held onto his chest which still felt a tightness from the stealth punch yesterday afternoon. With old and weak conditions he tried to wake up as hard as he could. Forcing both his legs and hands as a support. The old man tried to get water at the dinner table. The wrinkled hand trembled and inadvertently nudged the glass full of water.

"Prrrriiiiaaaaaannnnggg" .

The glass full of water fell to the floor. Ki Pasupati was a little surprised that made his body by and fell to the floor. This grandfather really did not believe that he could be in such a condition.

He was helplessly sprawled on the floor with a shivering body and severe internal injuries. No one expected that now one of the descendants of the nine royal guards was already helpless. It was as if the God of Death had begun to appear, and had immediately taken his life.

Hearing that there was a noise from his room-in-law, Dewi Kembang rushed to push the grandfather to the bed. This daughter-in-law swiftly gave Ki Pasupati a drink.

"Grandfather, this is the drink, do not force yourself, grandfather's wounds have not healed" said Dewi Kembang who sincerely serves her in-laws.

He painstakingly cleansed and treated all of Ki Pasupati's wounds, and took care of her cleanliness.

Grandfather who was once known fierce on the battlefield was finally only able to surrender, visible from the look of his face now that began to be gloomy not as bright as before. Even to eat alone must be bribed by his son-in-law.

From the outside, it looks like the students started their activities. Ki Soma broke through the crowd towards his once besieged friend's house. He brought medicines to cure Ki Pasupati. He immediately went in search of the whereabouts of his best friend.

"Rear Pasupati, I came to bring medicine how you are" asked Ki Soma as he approached his colleague.

Ki Pasupati has not been able to speak fluently, he replied with just a nod of his head a sign he was still strong.

"Ni Dewi, has yesterday's medicine been drunk?" Ki Soma glanced at the Flower Goddess next to him.

"The medicine has been drunk according to Ayahanda's instructions" said Dewi Kembang answer his father's question.

"Alright, this drug is immediately minimized now" cried Ki Soma

"Well, father" said Dewi Kembang then drink the medicine to his in-laws.

Ki Soma then took a stance sitting cross-legged behind Ki Pasupati. Both of his palms were pinned on his iron back. Both of his eyes began to close. A spell flowed from within the mouth that continued to commute nonstop. A warm Eve began to enter and warmed the room.

Ki Soma concentrated all the energy in entering through the palms of both hands attached to the back of Ki Pasupati. With a strong inner flow of energy, Ki Soma tried to remove toxins and residual blood that stuck in the respiratory tract.

Ki Pasupati's body shivered violently followed by cold sweat dripping from inside the body. His breath was as if he was going to die.

"Hold down the leg, just a little more" cried Ki Soma as he stomped all his inner energy.

"Cityeeeeeeekkkk"

Black blood spurted from Ki Pasupati's mouth and his body collapsed. Ki Soma took out all the poison and dead blood that clogged the grandfather's respiratory tract.

Soon Ki Soma laid her down and gave her a drink. Ki Soma looked relieved, because the breath of Ki Pasupati had been smooth. He gave a message to Dewi Kembang to take good care of Ki Pasupati. While he will accompany Satria to play while keeping her from the target of bad people. Dewi Kembang assented and took care of her in-laws in earnest.

"Satria, Satria come here grandson" said Ki Soma calling Satria as he walked towards his playground.

From the side Satria ran and hugged her local grandfather, laughing like a child who just got free candy.

"Grandfather, when are you coming home? Satria misses father" the boy chanted to his grandfather.

Ki Soma had difficulty in answering, he could not say that if the father was at war, it would disturb his mentality which is certainly not good for the future of the child.

"Later, your father will come home, if you can defend yourself" Ki Soma said as long as he replied and he himself was confused about what to answer to a four-year-old child.

The old grandfather was excited and carried the grandson spoiled, wandering around the courtyard. The negative wind again blew fiercely flying the white beard that dangled down. Ki Soma's sharp eyes glanced towards the southeast right from the direction the wind came from. His premonition quickly sent out a danger signal, as if to let him know that something bad was about to happen.

"Good cake" said Satria innocently following his grandfather's direction and ran towards his mother's room.

Ki Soma came out of the hut with a Ki Pancar Geni heirloom gripped tightly in his right hand. A lightning-fast light step broke through entering the front area of the plaster. The students who realized that were already on standby waiting for orders from Ki Soma.

Suddenly there was a booming laughter from the southeast of Padepokan. The wind was blowing incessantly like a storm that was about to hit.

"HaHaHa" the voice was heard again but did not appear, as if they were translucent.

The disciples in the paddock began to feel anxious and shudder to witness the oddity. Only Ki Soma was still upright challenging on the front lines.

"HaHaHa, Hi you Soma hand over the child, otherwise you will I kill" the voice was clearly heard by all the residents of the store. That formless voice challenged Ki Soma, obviously there would definitely be another great fight. All the disciples were looking forward to anxiety while being on standby behind their teacher.

"Hi you, how dare you challenge me. Don't expect me to give you that child" Ki Soma replied indignantly facing the challenge. His face grew increasingly furious with strokes on his forehead and also sweat that began to drip all over the body, indicating the enemy this time heavier. The powerful inner power radiance with a negative aura signified the high level of the enemy of the black faction.

"HaHaHa" the man laughed lightly again.

"Is it really like that? Then face me Soma" shouted the person without that form.

"Be prepared!" Grandpa cried to his student.

Ki Soma put up the horses and concentrated his inner energy. Keris Ki Gancar Geni started to emit a red light and vibrated with the energy within Ki Soma that flowed into his hand.

"Duuuaarrr. Duuuuaarrr. Duuuaaarrr".

Three loud bangs were heard and shocked the entire pitch. Loud and audible sound until out the paddle. Instantly the leaves withered like they were struck by lightning. All the disciples of the clap retreated a few steps and became shrivelled. They knew that if they attacked now, their lives would be lost. No one dared to make a sound, they fell silent and swallowed their own saliva.

Ki Soma bounced two meters back but could still control himself so as not to fall. The grandfather closed his eyes and took a deep breath and exhaled upwards. Ki Soma's breathing began to regularize again.

From a black whirlwind, Ki Bayu Ireng suddenly came out with a number of his men. They are ready for war.

"HaHaHa" "Soma give up, you won't win from me" the man scoffed arrogantly.

"No will" replied Ki Soma shortly.

"Based on old grandfather, get away from the face of the earth" said Ki Bayu Ireng lightning fast.

"Everything be careful, they're from a black magic college" Ki Soma warned his men. As the grandfather shot into the air quickly. Its body is light like cotton which makes it last a long time in the air.

Ki Bayu Ireng called his magic heirloom named Ki Waja Ireng. This kris gave off a black aura all over Ki Bayu Ireng's body and was able to pierce through the iron shield. That black aura the longer the larger the black flame resembled following the flow of power within its massive user.

They fought agility in the air for a few seconds slashing each other and stabbing each other.

"Crowing. Trinnggg. Tringgg" the noise of the heirloom keris collided with each other.

Beneath all the troops could only gape at the performance presented by those two martial masters. They no one dared to come closer let alone interfere, they might die silly. Flashes of lightning and wind continued to color the fight. The pitch-black smoke continued to billow and formed dark clouds in the sky as if overcast had occurred.

The battle that consumed a lot of energy and emotions was short, the two fighters both issued their styles. They both mounted powerful horses and focused a deep flow of energy at the end of the keris.

"Duuuaaaarrrr".

Again a large explosion that shook the entire stockpile and its surroundings occurred. Even some big trees collapsed instantly. The two tough fighters bounced and fell rolling around. Ki Soma could still control himself and collect the remnants of his strength. Seeing the incident Ki Bayu Ireng immediately rushed by his men. They disappeared between the whirlwind.

It seems Ki Soma survived death, the wound is not as severe as Ki Pasupati yesterday. His students immediately let Ki Soma into the house. Some people treat wounds all over the old body.