The Swordsman of Bloon

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The spacious courtyard that Suro Blondo entered seemed calm and quiet. The young man in light blue clothes continued to step his feet closer to the main door, until then there was a snapping sound accompanied by the flashing of several body figures locked up the young man. Without even wondering, the bodyguards that numbered no less than eight people instantly attacked with unsheathed swords in hand.

"Let's! Want to meet a rich merchant, jing jing his guards even ganged at me! All right, I'll make you lackluster...!" the Blo'on Swordsman. Scratching the back of the head.

Then welcome the onslaught of his opponents by using the style of 'White Ape Sorting a Flea'. This is one of the evasive and attacking styles that are very silly and funny. At first this young man pranced, then jumped around the other while attacking while flapping his hands repeatedly. Even though the lightning movement was like someone scratching. But the leading opponent who was hit by the impact of his hand immediately bounced, rolling around with the sound of screams of pain.

Seeing his friend being bullied by this young man. The others became very angry. The attacks carried out by them are getting bigger and bigger. The roaring sword struck the ten paths of death.

Suro Blondo was forced to tilt his body or sometimes dart into the air. When his body slumped down. Then his right leg hit his opponent's head hard.

"Prefect...!"

"Akkkhggk...!" two guards screamed loudly. Their bodies fell down with their heads crushed, spurting blood.

The head of the bodyguard gasped in surprise, he did not expect that the young man had such low intelligence. It was even more astonishing to realize that to that extent the sword in his hand could not touch the young man's body. Feeling that there was no other choice, the head of the bodyguard immediately deployed the 'Crossing the Hill Striking the Demit' style'.

"Yepy...!" The head of the bodyguard while shouting a high shrill immediately twisted the sword in his hand. Another time he lunged forward, then thrust the tip of the sword into the hull of Suro Blondo. The young man pulled his body back. But from behind him his opponent's sword eyes slashed out as well.

"The step! Weleh..saan...!" The young man grumbled. Next he slammed his hand both ways at once. A glittering white light shot out and struck the head of the bodyguard and his comrade. That was the punch of the 'Sakti Rejecting Lightning' he had.

There was a huge explosion. Along with that came the sound of his opponent's screams. The head of the bodyguard and another one sprawled on the ground with a mouth spitting out blood and a soul drifting.

"Hhmm.. Now you're staying! Quickly choose, between dying or calling your boss to confront me!" The four guards looked at each other. They both thought that the head of the bodyguard had died at the hands of the young man, especially now that they were only four.

Before they could decide anything. The main door suddenly opened. A plush-clothed man appeared and stepped over to this reddish-black-haired young man. His face was clearly unable to hide his shock when he saw four of his bodyguards lying lifeless.

Merchant Bergola Mungkur noticed this completely unknown young man as straight as his opponent.

"You who?" asked the merchant, his voice trembling trying to contain the anger.

Suro Blondo smiled, then rubbed his forehead.

"I'm Blo'on's Swordsman! Deliberately come to meet you to collect your accumulated debts!"

"Ha ha ha...! You speak ngaco belo. Man to lol like you has given me what is rich, heh...!" hardik Bergola Mungkur, windy.

"You are indeed rich, but the result of your wealth is the result of the sweat of the blood of those who died miserably on Bumi Ayu." snorted Pendekar Blo'on seriously.

The merchant was silent. His face turned red. He felt confident that he could overcome the young man who claimed to be nicknamed the Blo'on Swordsman. For this he said with pride.

"You Crazy swordsman! You better get your feet out of my face before I actually chop your head off!"

"I came all the way here to ask for your life. If you don't believe me, just ask all your algojom who are waiting at the door of hell!" said the young man and laughed.

Merchant Bergola Mungkur gasped. He did not expect that the handsome young man had destroyed his believers.

"To rat! You really make me angry!"

"Slret!"

"If you're angry, why not attack?" Suro Blondo smiled mockingly.

The attitude and speech of the Blo'on Swordsman certainly makes his opponent more pushy. While snapping ferociously, Bergola Mungkur suddenly just flicked his sword splitting the young man's chest. Nimblely this young man instantly dodged.

Next he retraced the attack with a strange and funny movement. But behind the silliness of the moves he played. Contained an unexpected beauty.

Merchant Bergola Mungkur himself was amazed. He repeatedly built attacks. But until that far, every attack always found an empty place. Though he has deployed the style 'Wings of Butterflies Splitting Flower Blowers'.

"Shaa...!"

"Dec! Des!"

One trick move was done by this middle-aged man. Suro Blondo trying to kink. But two unexpected blows hit his chest and back. This reddish-black-haired youth staggered. His chest felt tight to make it difficult to breathe.

He has not yet repaired his position. His opponent's sword eyes roared and if not quickly he pulled his body back. It must have been his opponent's sword that had broken into his stomach.

"Heh, he was very quick in playing his sword moves. I'd better put the style of 'Thousand White Apes Scolding the Tiger" in his inner heart.

"Hwuup...!"

"Deeps!"

"Beet!"

Sure enough the young man's guess was as soon as his body flashed rapidly. The sword in the opponent's hand continued to hunt. Suro Blondo suddenly turned around, then slammed his hand into the wrist of Bergola Mungkur.

Even though the movement made by the young man felt very fast. But the opponent seems to be very clever. If he had done the puncture, then now turned to cut Suro Blondo's foot. He attacked and....

"Dec!"

"Aakaakkh...!"

Blo'on swordsman grinned. His body fell down. This opportunity was not wasted by Bergola Mungkur who had been overrun by murderous lust. He hunted down while slashing his sword in succession.

Suro Blondo continued to roll around in the fog. One chance he who had exerted his profound strength immediately struck forward.

"Guus!"

A black red radiance roared from his palm. That's the punch of 'Last Day Hell'. One of the ultimate blows that is very difficult to find a match for. Bergola Mungkur did not expect to get an attack in such a way. At such a close distance it was impossible to avoid it. He also turned his sword to protect himself. But his movement was quickly defeated by the punch released by Suro Blondo. So no doubt blows 'Last Day Hell' by grilling his body.

The sound of a powerful explosion was accompanied by the sound of the screams of Bergola Mungkur. His body slammed into the ground in a charred state like charcoal. While the sword used by Bergola Mungkur melted and lay not far from the corpse of the owner.

"Hemm. After all, dead people where do not want treasure, not snacks and also do not need the luxury of the world. Biarchah the people who have the treasure." Inner Blo'on Swordsman then scratch his head

The day was approaching dusk when the Swordsman Blo'on the prodigy boy left the corpses lying down.