
Emperor Yongle was stunned then said
“Don't tell anyone about this, let me
finish it.”
Meanwhile Wiraksara has been taken to the outskirts of the city, where
there a covered horse carriage was waiting. Wiraksara's brought in
the train with its captors, after which the train drove back carrying Wiraksara
stay away from the palace.
After about an hour of riding, the train stopped
one place. When in the pelvis out,
Wiralsara saw a large old building, there were a few people
dressed warriors gathered in the front room of the building. When the retinue of the palace came, the,
their friends greeted him and asked
“How, you guys managed to get it?”
The man laughed proudly
“Of course, I'm sure the chairman will be happy to hear
this news, you take care of this prisoner of ours. He can still be used.”
Wiraksara slammed into the hard floor so she
screaming in pain, the men immediately led her into a room with
the door and lock it there. Inside the room Wiraksara tried
opening tootokan in the way of his blood, repeatedly he tried to break free from
tootokan the man in the disguise but always failed.
What science did this man use that I failed to open
tonoticekan? batin Wiraksara's.
Sweat as big as soybeans began to flow profusely in the
his body but still he msih has not been able to free himself from totokan
that fellow. Finally he resignedly rested for a while while observing the situation
all around him included the people who were in that place. There were footsteps approaching his cell,
Wiraksara hurriedly acted as if he was helplessly limp. It turns out that the person who
carrying him back, his cover is still in use.
“Do not try to free my tootokan, after 3 hours you
can move again!” Said the man.
Wiraksara only snorted annoyedly and waited for time to pass
until he was free from the influence of totokan in the way of his blood.
The night was getting late, the exhausted Wiraksara was already
asleep in his place. When the day is near dawn Wiraksara
waking up, the situation around the place felt lonely like those people
all have fallen asleep. Wiraksara felt his body start to feel light and
moveable. Wiraksara was relieved
he was already freed from totokan in the way of his blood.
Now I have to think of a way to get out
this place, Inner Wiraksara.
He held the prison door bars, those bars seemed to be
not so strong and thick, Wiraksara easily bent the iron and then
sneak out. In the front room Wiraksara found the warriors already
sound asleep. Wiraksara walked to the front door and opened the door.
“Kriiieeet!”
The door creaked as he opened it, it seemed
the hinges are never oiled. Wiraksara paused for a moment and looked over
check the situation around him. He breathed a sigh of relief those people were still
sleeping in his place. Wiraksara immediately slipped out and fled
from that place. Not to mention the distance he ran, suddenly one shadowy figure
head off.
“I told you not to try running from this place!”
Wiraksara was surprised, the man tried to catch him but
nimbly Wiraksara avoided it. They fight with hands
empty, the man's movements were so fast that Wiraksara was hit many times
that person was unable to repay him. Until one day after 3 moves have passed,
in the 4th century a kick lodged firmly in his chest made Wiraksara
vomiting blood. The man smiled cynically
“Your silatmu is good too, you can still hold 4 moves
my attack despite being battered.”
The man moved towards Wiraksara and attempted
recaptured.
Wiraksara quietly exerted pure air into the palm
his hand, instantly his palm turned silvery-colored. When the person is already at a distance
the close one, his hand moved attacking and grabbed his cover. Her front is open
Xien's men are also one of Prince Gaoxu's beliefs.
Wu Xien was aghast to realize his cover was off, he was not
he wanted his secret exposed and wanted to kill Wiraksara.
“You know my identity, so I have to
kill you!”
Wu Xien's hands flashed clutching Wiraksara, namu
Wiraksara fended it off with the science of the Steel Hand Tread, his efforts succeeded, hands
Wu Xien was injured by the slap of his hand. Wu Xien was aghast at seeing
his hand then looked at Wiraksara and asked
“Your Steel Palms, from whom you get knowledge
this one? Give me the Steel Handbook!”
“No, I burned the book so that no one
can master it again,” replied Wiraksara.
Meanwhile some warriors had already woken up and rushed over
come out to see what happens. Wu Xien growled furiously and exclaimed
“Catch him!”
The warriors immediately moved to catch Wiraksara, there was no other way Wiraksara was forced to run
using science to lighten his body. Wiraksara has succeeded
escaping from the pursuit of the warriors earlier, but Wu Xien chased after him and
managed to block him
“I told you you wouldn't get away from me!”
Wu Xien attacked again, Wiraksara's hand moved back
trying to grab Wu Xien's hand. His attacker's hand was bleeding again due to Wiraksara's hand wound
it is like sandpaper nowadays. Temporal
a group of warriors had arrived at where Wiraksara was fighting.
The men immediately moved in trying to catch Wiraksara.
“General Wu, let me take care of it!”
A man with a thin face like a rat's face
confronting him, Wiraksara attacked the tyrannical-looking man earlier, but just now
about to hit him, suddenly his hand hurt like in a bee sting. Wiraxar
exclaiming stifled, a secret weapon shaped like fine needles
cat hair stuck in his hands.
“Toxic secret weapon,” hiss Wiraksara.
“He he he you won't be able to escape my poison, nothing
that could match the science of Zhang Hao the Poison King. The cure is only on me, though,
if you want to survive, give up. I'll give you the antidote later,”
zhang Hao said.
Wiraksara began to feel his stomach nauseous, his head dizzy, and,
but he is still able to stand. Him
immediately poke his blood way to prevent the poison from spreading throughout
his body. Suddenly, the voices of people flashed.
“Sala, fast run!”
Wiraksara saw two men coming to block the chase
The Poison King Zhang Hao. She didn't
wasted the opportunity and immediately ran away using science
lighten body. In a flash
Wiraksara has stayed away from the ring. In the middle of the road, Wiraksara felt
his body was getting weaker, his stomach was getting nauseous and his eyes
firefly. But Wiraksara still ran and tried to forget the taste
the pain. But in the end he was no longer able to run and fall
slumped on the side of the road.
Shortly afterwards from afar came a clattering sound,
some caravans carry merchandise through. One of the group
the caravan exclaimed
“See, there's a faint on the side of the road!”
The caravan stopped, one of the people
it got off his horse checking for Wiraksara. Shortly afterwards the man called out
“He's alive, it seems he's badly injured and needs
favours. Let's just take him with us, then we can find a healer at
nearest city!”
The merchant entourage laid Wiraksara inside
caravan, then caravan again continue to travel to the North. Inside
A man's caravan examined Wiraksara's wounds. His forehead is wrinkled, he
take a bag and pick up a tweezers and a small plate. With
carefully he plucked out the fine needles that stuck in Wiraksara's hands.