A Pair of Eclipse Swords
Chapter : 120 – Tok Ciauw
Sung Han's breathing was panting, his chest going up and down. His eyes are like a mabok and his clothes are tattered. Blood dripped on every wound of his body, making his eyes twitch and his body limp instead of play. If it were not for his determination to not accept losing, he would have chosen to fall to accept his fate.
He wiped the blood on the corner of his lips, his eyes that were yellow like the moon at night now looked a little pale.
"I guess this is what a true warrior is called." his heart said as he kept an eye on the black coffin that had not moved since half an hour ago.
He looked at his own hand, "It turns out, my strength that became the sole disciple of the heir to the eclipse sword is still nothing compared to this one true swordsman." he muttered with a bitter smile.
He straightened his hard-earned body, quickly his legs stretched wide to better balance his body weight. Even so, this establishment is still swaying.
After a long time, there was finally a voice again from inside the coffin, "I'm really amazed at you dashing young man, if only you had met me ten years later, it would have been me in that position."
This speech was truly full of admiration, Sung Han could feel that. The heavy creepy voice was no longer mocking, it was uttered with great respect. In fact, the person who claims to have forgotten the gallantry, he still does not forget to acknowledge the prowess of others.
"But it's a pity, if I don't obey him and end you here, then my service to the teacher should be a victim. And that's not my wish" he said again. This time, slowly the coffin opened.
His voice was very unpleasant to hear, whether it had been how long the chest was always in a closed state until it made its sound like a sharp iron friction to hardwood. Very rough and painful ears.
Once open, a little steam appears to be billowing from inside the crate. Following the emergence of a creepy figure that might be said to be as scary as the devil himself.
This person was a tall grandfather, without the slightest hair on his head. His eyes were so thin that his body. The neck, hands, fingers and toes, all just appear to be bones wrapped in skin.
His clothes were only thick black cloth that was involved throughout his body. Once out, for some reason Sung Han's nape goosebumps and his body trembles a little. Never had he felt this scared.
"Young man, introduce my name Tok Ciauw. What is the name of this handsome young man standing before my eyes?"
Hearing the words of such a respectful person, made Sung Han feel uneasy. He straightened his body with great difficulty before then bowing deeply.
"My mom and dad named me Sung Han."
The old man named Tok Ciauw nodded. Just this movement alone the bones in his neck were already glaring at each other.
"Indeed that bastard is right, if only the situation was not this way, there were no promises and services to the teacher, I would have already taken you to make disciples." that person said exasperatedly, making Sung Han shocked as well.
Tok Ciauw advanced slowly, step by step, "Don't worry young man, your death will be quick. I'm not so cruel as to torture you. You've been strong for the size of you, it's worthy to be the heir of one of the eclipse swords."
After three steps forward, this person stopped. Then with a strange movement, suddenly his right leg raised until his lutu touched the chest. Along with that, there was a terrible sound coming out of the esophagus followed by the sliding of the body.
"Haiittt!!"
A strong wind blew from that skinny old hand, not yet had the attack come but the wind could already be felt.
Sung Han became excited, as a result of this tiredness and sudden attack, his reaction was clearly decreased. With a makeshift movement that only capital wants to continue life, he did a reading motion.
"Shut!"
Tok Ciauw twitched strangely, like a jumping snake. His body turned to the right along with his leap while sending a right leg kick.
But this is his mistake. If only his opponent was someone else, that person would have died being pierced by the sword from below into the crown. But this opponent is Tok Ciauw, a demon of the past who is now no longer heard his name.
Seeing this attack, the right leg that was kicking did not meet the target continued to move to rob the edge of the sword with a heel. When the sword interrupts, he uses his other leg to step on Sung Han's crown.
"Blaayar!!"
Even the foot had not touched the ground, but such a strong and heavy air managed to make the ground crack like it was almost split open. Luckily Sung Han quickly dodged to the back. That too he was still blown by the wind of Tok Ciauw's attack.
Tok Ciauw did not give Sung Han a breath. As the young man's body was still staggered, his body had already shot up again. This time sending a fist that, if it hits properly, will crush Sung Han's body.
Suddenly, grandfather's eyes widened when he heard something, then knew the index finger that had previously bent it to be straight. While the direction of the previous blow to the chest, changed direction to the upper left chest.
"The cuusss!!"
Sensing a totokan, Sung Han vomited a lot of blood. His sword was released and could not be prevented again his body collapsed. His breath that faltered was getting weaker and weaker for longer. He is not alive, but he is not dead either.
Tok Ciauw looked at Sung Han with a frown, then turned to one side and said, "What do you mean? May you now deny your own words?"
From a distance, three people appeared. Two masked ones without masks. This maskless face smiled broadly upon arrival.
"I'm sorry, but I need this boy" said the masked man. His name is Bo Tsunji.
"You want the eclipse sword, don't you? Isn't that what the Midnight Wolf wants? Mastering the entire sacred legacy?"
"It's not wrong" Bo Tsunji said.
"Then why can't cubikin just kill this kid?"
"Eclipse swords will be more powerful when played with the science of silat matching."
"Ah...you said that you already know what science matches this sword?"
"Not yet, that's why I'm going to bring this boy." Bo Tsunji replied before saying to his men, "Bring him up, tie him up with a special stone chain."
Both immediately carried out the order. Binding Sung Han with a special stone chain in the form of a stone that can seal the power of inner power. Afterwards Sung Han was dragged to a place that Bo Tsunji was heading to.
While Tok Ciauw, with indifference had returned to his coffin to then strangely disappear from there. It was terrifying for this grandfather's strength, even with that high-quality wooden crate, he could carry it as fast as a gust of wind.
This was the beginning of Sung Han's figure who would recognize himself. And in the future, he will be very grateful to have been taken prisoner today.
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