The Wira Satriaji

The Thousand Sword Scripture

After Wira Satriaji fully mastered the fingers of the Two-faced ascetic back to give a new style to the Satriaji Hero.

"Fire site!"

"The land of fire is also divided into three styles!"

"Father death. Holy sites and embers of fire!"

The two-faced ascetic explained and demonstrated it as if he were demonstrating the style of the fire finger.

because Wira Satriaji has mastered the fire finger which is the basis of the fire hand, the style of the fire tread is also able to master Wira Satriaji in three days.

"Haha!!"

"Not until the full moon have you learned silat, but you have mastered my moves

Wira Satriaji's. Master is so proud of you"!" said the two-faced ascetic with a radiant face.

"Thank you teacher, all that hard guidance from the teacher."

"Now the teacher will give you a flaming stroke. And the last kick of fire." said the Sage of two faces.

"The fire blow is a long-range blow. It will not be used for short distance combat. You can use a blow of fire when your enemy is about to escape." The word Sage two faces explained to Wira Satriaji.

"Do you understand the hero??" ask the two-face ascetic.

"Yes, teacher, I understand!"

"Now you go to the waterfall over there. You're practicing there. Fight that waterfall!" the Sage's orders two faces.

Satriaji descended from the cave and headed for the waterfall. Wira Satriaji hit everything around the waterfall, wooden stones and even water churned because of the blow from Wira Satriaji.it was a blow that still uses ordinary power, has not used internal energy.

Meanwhile in the cave lived alone the two-faced ascetics.

"I feel like this poison is tormenting me even more. I don't think I can last long. I must immediately teach the Hero the basics of swordsmanship. After that I will give you the book of the thousand swords. And I can go in peace." muttered the two-faced Sage.

"Uhukk ... uhukkk...!!"

The two face recluse coughed so loudly, from his mouth spurting a thick black-colored liquid.

"No matter what time I have to start teaching Satriaji tomorrow morning."

"Wira Satriaji! come back!" the sound was on the sheet with deep energy.

"Master called me??"

Wira Satriaji rushed back with his clothes already wet.

"What's the teacher??" ask Wira Satriaji.

"Sit down, the teacher will tell you a little story."

"stories? What teacher??" ask Wira Satriaji.

"Actually the teacher's life is soon, the teacher has been poisoned by someone named Sardi, a member of the black veil."

"Near by now? Black veil? Teacher ... don't leave the Hero!!"

Unknowingly, Satriaji's tears dripped unstoppably.

"This is what the teacher gave you."

The two-face ascetic gave the book of the thousand swords into the hands of Satriaji.

Wira Satriaji does not need all these teachers, Wira wants the teacher to stay with Wira" said Wira Satriaji.

"Shut up and listen to the teacher! Tomorrow the teacher will teach you the basics of playing swordsmanship. After that you have to learn by yourself, with this book the teacher is sure you will rule the martial world."

"No teacher, no! Wira just wants to be with the teacher."

The tears of Wira Satriaji wet the floor of the cave.

The two-faced ascetic stood up and walked to the back of Wira Satriaji.

"Tukkk!!"

The two-faced ascetic took a look at Wira Satriaji, after which he placed his palm on the back of Wira Satriaji.

Wira Satriaji felt something else enter his body, it was very warm, but slowly the land turned into heat. The two-face hermit gave almost all of his inner energy to the Satriaji Hero.

"Hoo!!"

The two-face ascetics again vomited a thick, black liquid.

"Teacher!!!" Wira Satriaji's.

"Teacher!!"

Wira Satriaji did not fully listen to all the words of his teacher, his face was very sad and did not know what to do.

"Teacher only asks you, continue the teacher's grudge, kill the black veil for the teacher. If you do, then death will be at peace."

"Teachers won't die, heroes will find a cure for teachers. Teachers must live. The teacher must see Wira standing at the top of the martial world." said Wira Satriaji.

"Already! The teacher wants a rest. You also rest, your stamina must be strong because tomorrow you will return to training" said the Sage.

***

In the field of thatch where Wira Satriaji used to practice. in the hands of the Sage there is already a long wood.

"Suppose this is a sword of the Hero" said the Sage of two faces, but it was not too heard by Wira Satriaji.

"Wira, focus on practicing" snapped the two-faced Sage.

"Yes teacher! sorry!"

"Look! the foundation of swordsmanship."

"Loving, cutting and slicing. Once you master the basics of swordsmanship then you'll get into sword arts."

"Notice the teacher to show!"

The two-faced ascetic demonstrated the basis of swordsmanship, although his body was already very limp but with the help of the rest of his profound strength his movements remained limber and had art in the sword.

"Did you look at it and show it the Hero??"

"Yes the teacher, Wira showed it. Now demonstration." orders the two-faced Sage.

Wira Satriaji lazily demonstrated but everything was not clear.

"Satriaji Hero!!"

"Do you want to disappoint the teacher??" Snapping Sage two faces.

The face of Wira Satriaji seemed to lose his spirit.

"Give the teacher your respect, get excited. Do you know, teachers survive just for you. But now you disappoint me." said the two-faced Sage very angrily.

Satriaji's face turned pale.

"Teacher, forgive the hero. Wira will be serious, Wira will not disappoint you teacher. Look at the teacher, how will the Hero master all that the teacher teaches?"

Wira Satriaji demonstrates all the basic movements taught by his teacher, although there is still much wrong, but with the presence of the Sage's two faces all Satriaji's movements are wrongly corrected by his teacher.

"Wira, you've always been a proud teacher. Teacher is not disappointed even if he has to die."

"Thank you teacher" said Wira Satriaji and stopped her training.

"Wira! Remember all the words of the teacher. There is no white and no black. And one more thing, don't trust women too much. Women will only make you weak.

"Make the teacher weak??" ask Wira Satriaji.

"You'll know later, but keep in mind, don't trust women too much."

"You're just me.!!"

"This energy? I knew him" The two-face ascetic was silent and his face was pale from feeling the familiar energy.

"It's the energy of the nettle demons" it seems like they've already discovered my existence" the two-faced ascetic said in his heart.

"Wira, did you bring the book with you??"

"Bring the teacher, here! what's up??" ask Wira Satriaji and show his book to his teacher.

"There's ap...?"

"Tuk ... tuk .. tuk...!!"

Wira Satriaji's body instantly went numb as his teacher took all of his veins. The two-faced hermit raised the body of Wira Satriaji and hid in the thick of the trees. After that he hid the life of Wira Satriaji.

"What's the teacher??" wira Satriaji asked, but his voice did not come out in the slightest.

The two face ascetics pretended to be cross-legged, and from two directions four humans walked towards him.

"The shoots in love have arrived!"

"Haha!"

"Your death has been confirmed today, Damn ascetic!"