White Dragon Swordsman

the Wild spirit tournament

"Evil tiger! Ugly tiger! Come on, snatch me! Fight me!" The banner that no longer cared for him, continued to step forward towards the ferocious beast.

The Forest King who seemed to have not noticed the Banner, turned his head while groaning softly. As if to warn that he does not want to be disturbed.

But the angry Panji had overflowed against the tiger, not caring about it anymore. He took some stones in his hand and threw them into the body of the King of the Forest.

Feeling his pleasure being disturbed, the tiger growled furiously. The sound of his roar was like it was going to knock out the heart. Unknowingly, Panji stepped back. His face looked pale and his body trembled, due to the influence of that roar. But soon strengthened his heart. Two stones were still held, thrown into the body of the tiger.

This time with his mighty roar, the tiger leapt at Panji, who stood looking with a paled face!

While Panji get ready to face the possibility that will happen....

It is certain that the tiger's fangs will be****** that small, sinless body. But, before the tiger hit the target, suddenly the body of the king of the forest slammed into the ground, roaring loudly because of pain.

And now know-how, beside Panji has stood the body figure of an old grandfather. All the hair on his head, mustache, and beard had turned white. The age of the grandfather was about seventy years old, but the pieces of his body still showed stoutness. His clothes were loose white robes, waving in the wind. Grandpa smiled gently. While his slightly wrinkled hands were rubbing Panji's body which was still trembling. The little boy was a little surprised, because from the palm of the grandfather's hand flowed cold air. Slowly Panji's body became refreshed and his heart became calm.

The grandfather looked back at the Forest King who seemed to be preparing to attack again. Accompanied by a furious roar, the tiger lunged back at the grandfather who faced him with a gentle smile.

When the tiger attack was almost until the mysterious grandfather stomped both hands forward. The consequences are amazing! The body of the Forest King was thrown as far as three spears and then fell to the ground. But the tiger did not become the axe Repeated the attack several times, but the result was the same.

After feeling the dings for the umpteenth time, apparently the tiger realized that this one human is a heavy opponent for him. Now he just turned left and right as if to look for his opponent's weakness.

Grandpa himself was amazed by the tiger's power. It had already been used for a quarter of its power. The tiger was not hurt at all.

"What an incredible endurance of this tiger!" Decaknya.

"It feels like even martial figures are difficult to subdue him. It was a pity to be killed" continued the grandfather, as if to tell himself.

"Eyang, how about we keep it?" The Banner suddenly.

"No, Grandchild! Let him be free and free like this!" Said the gentle grandfather.

Just as the old man finished his words, suddenly a loud roar came back. This time the Forest King again lunged with all his strength, accompanied by a roar that filled the forest. Meanwhile, Panji fell down, because suddenly his entire body felt paralyzed. While both hands clenched his chest, because his heart for a while seemed to stop.

The mysterious grandfather, was getting more and more amazed at the power of such a powerful tiger. If only he did not have high internal energy, it would have fallen as well as Panji. The old man didn't seem to want to waste any more time. So, this time deployed almost half of his inner energy.

Slowly the air around the place began to feel warm. When the tiger's hooves almost hit it, the grandfather tilted his body to the right, while his right hand moved to read. The consequences are incredible! The tiger that had been hit by grandfather's hand roared loudly. His body slid down and crashed into a tree the size of an adult's embrace. The tree was kept broken with a loud crackling sound. The Forest King this time had to acknowledge the superiority of this old man. His body is lying in a slanted position. Every now and then it sounded like he was enduring great pain!

It was truly incredible the strength of the body of that Forest King! If the one who received the punch was a mid-level martial figure, it was not impossible for his body to be crushed by the impact of the grandfather.

The old grandfather immediately approached the body of the Forest King who had not been able to rise yet He then crouched down by the tiger's side, then peeked at some parts of the body of a savage beast that was only able to groan softly. Moments later, the tiger got up and fled into the forest.

After the tiger was not seen again, the grandfather stepped closer to the body of Panji, who was still lying on the grass. His fingers were massaging certain parts of the innocent child's body. A few moments later, Panji was able to stand up. He felt astonished, when found his body felt fresh and comfortable. There was no trace of exhaustion.

Grandfather only smiled softly, for the sake of seeing the polite words of the eight-year-old boy.

"My granddaughter..," she said gently.

"It is our duty as human beings to help each other. Nah! Therefore, do not feel indebted to Eyang, my Grandchild! Where are you going now, my granddaughter? And why are you in this dangerous forest?" Ask wonder.

"Come, Eyang," Panji replied confusedly.

"I... I don't know."

After saying so, the pensive Panji He tried to withstand the sadness, because it was reflected back on the events that befell his family. Now he lives alone, for the loved ones are all gone. That's why because of the old man, he was so confused. Don't know what to answer.

"Already, Grandchild! Don't you be sad. Tell me, perhaps you can help your difficulties?" Said the old man pity, when he saw Panji looking down sad.

With a disjointed voice, Panji then told all the events that befell his family. Starting from the moment of destruction of his father by the Three Demons of the Barren Mountain, until lost in this Weeping Demon Forest.

The old man, nodding his head while occasionally sounding his long breaths.

"Hm.... Kill-kill.... Reply... A-then it happened in this world that was getting older," the grandfather muttered indistinctly. As if talking to himself.

"My grandson, do you intend to avenge your father's death?" Grandpa asked, wanting to know.

After thinking for a while, Panji took a deep breath.

"Eyang, I don't know. But..., will my Father and Mother be calm in the afterlife, if I as her child do not take revenge? Aren't they going to be angry, Eyang?" Reply Panji while also leaning in with questions.

Hearing that answer, Grandpa smiled, stroking his long, white beard, and he did not want to answer Panji's question, because he knew the boy's heart was still dominated by burning anger and resentment.

"I see, you have a good bone structure. Your blood is clean too. It feels.., you will become a great swordsman, if you want to learn the science of canuragan. Will you be my disciple, my grandson?" Ask the old man with a smile.

Panji did not understand, what the old man said. But when he heard the question, he immediately knelt before the grandfather

"I want to, Eyang..! I want to..," said Panji excitedly while nodding his head. His mouth was unceasingly speaking, until his breath hunted down because of the overflowing excitement.

The old man nodded happily, as his hand rubbed the head of Panji prostrating before him. After burying the body of Wira Tama, the great grandfather then invited Panji to go from there. While leaning towards Panji, his body flashed like a ghostly shadow that was looking for prey.

In an instant, the grandfather had already left the place. His wide robe was fluttering, so that at first glance the grandfather's body was like a bird hovering in the air.

What exactly is the great grandfather? And where will the Panji be taken away?