Swordsman Without Friends
White Crescent.
The heavy rain had begun to subside but the atmosphere was still dark with a thick cloudiness that continued to hang.the occasional rumbling of thunder was also heard accompanying the rest of the rain water that was still gushing. the wind that blew through the clothes and robes of silat figures that had been soaked, until the cold felt doubled infiltrate the skin of the body.
Although there are dozens of tents for shelter, but no one wants to use it. All the events that happened before their eyes this morning seemed to be challenging to miss. let alone the outpouring of rainstorms, if they had to stand on a sharp pebble or at the threat of a saber, they would also still choose to stand upright staring at the stage.
Pranacitra stared at two men in white, black pants who stood slightly apart on the right side of the stage, even though their faces were covered in a white sheet until only his eyes and forehead were visible, but from the stature of his body can be sure that both are still quite young.
Just like the others, their entire bodies and clothes were both soaked.so the white-handled sickle weapon clasped in their hands was also wet., too., two sickle blades were soaked with red blood. Rain drops mixed with thick blood seemed to flow from the end of the sickle eyes and then dripped onto the stage floor to add to the atmosphere.
Four people lay on the floor of the stage close to the two young people standing.one person was killed with his bowels unraveled and his left chest exposed. even though he was seriously injured but the person was still alive.the remaining two people were lying unconscious with some incision wounds on the body.two or three pieces of empty hand punches that hit made them lie unconscious.
Pranacitra did not know the four people, but at the beginning of the stage can be seen that their level of knowledge is low. maybe they just hope to become famous and famous after participating in the braking against him.Please the cripple not only failed to finish, even the braggartnya who turned upside down mampus.
Even though these four people may only be second-class fighters who just want to jump the fame by pretending to be heroes, but knocking down the four of them in a short time also can not be done indiscriminate fighters. amazingly Pranacitra and almost everyone there to not know when and how the two people did it.!
The two pairs of eyes that were on the white cloth cover were just a glimpse of each other's lyrics.one person who was bigger and taller took a step forward before speaking. ''We both attended this great meeting without anyone invited, because curious about the big name and the greatness of the science of the 'Dead Soul' aka 'Power of Lame Without Feelings..''
''Just, we don't like to play crackle. These four morons are about to target when you're careless and weak will just act.A cowardly act is not worth doing on a stage of this magnitude. so we decided to knock them down.'' continued the other person while lifting the scythe with the white handle up. his partner also did the same.
Smoke and a faint white light emerged from the base of the scythe continued to flow upward until the tip of the sickle eye gave off a glittering white light, until it swept away the remaining red blood that was still attached there.
''They are both from the 'White Sabbath.!'' association.!'' exclaim someone. ''Aah., I have also heard that the association is very rare in the martial world.Nearly anyone knows the existence of the association.''' shouted another chimed.
''This is really surprising., it is not expected that silat society that very rarely appears to come out of the nest just because of the problem of the pale limp.!'' there was another voice heard from the tone of his voice this person may have aged quite old.
Many people who look at each other in astonishment because they have never heard of the White Crescent silat association.Even old silat figures such as Ki Tanjung Semboro also feel they never know it. surprisingly, the thousands of people present there were equally unable to know who the people who had shouted about the White Crescent Society.
''He was just curious as great as what silat science you have to be able to attract thousands of people to come to the slopes of Mount Semeru this.'' continued his friend while moving to the right side, while the big high came to Pranacitra from the left.
''We want to try you some moves, if you lose or die let's just say we are both low-scientific and unlucky.but if you are exposed mampus.,., if you are., that means your big name is just a figment.!'' snapping the big height.at the same time the bodies of these two people flashed forward, threatening Pranacitra of the two majors.
The members of the White Crescent silat society who are slightly small and have more hair straightened straight sabetrong his weapon from below the waist up to the chest and want to tear the right rib bone of his opponent. while his left hand releases two high-powered fists. Once this person's breakthrough launches three different vicious styles.
His high colleagues are no less great in making attacks.the difference is this person chopping from side to side left to right about to tear the waist while they membetot break the backbone of Pranacitra. two right-foot strokes and three palm punches that caused a violent wind wave made the limp's retreat closed.
Pranacitra was aghast as well, he had never expected his two opponents to have such a powerful combined attack style. ''They turned out to have a high silat science.right said people., in the martial world that is not named sometimes even more dangerous.'' Inner Pranacitra while returning to play the science of silat 'Strange Steps of the Undead.!'
By using silat science that prioritizes self-defense and avoidance, Pranacitra for some of the forwards was able to escape from the crescent weapon confinement of his opponent. but still the sharp light accompanied by white smoke from the magic sickle was able to tear his black clothes to tatters.
The black iron stick of the skull head on lifted slightly above the shoulders and then turned and slashed forward behind.The pitch-black light flashed as if enveloping itself.the clanging of weapons sounded shrill. two bodies in white clothes bounced to two majors, but amazingly they again kicked ferociously.
The big tall one rolled onto the floor of the stage, a white light struck as the white scythe that flashed down the waist, thighs and legs of the opponent.His comrade did not remain silent, he said, his body clumped twice into the air and then read out the head, the neck and back of the limp. The murderous air spread rapidly around the stage.
Everyone gasped in shock when they saw the prowess of the attack style of the two fighters from the White Crescent Society whose names they had almost never heard before. unknowingly the silat figures present began to find out about the gathering.
Without everyone noticing, somewhat separated from the thousands of pejilatan who were there stood a man dressed in plaited pandan leaves. a mocking and satisfied smile fell on his lips when he saw the figures began to doubt the existence of the 'White Sabit' silat society in the martial world.
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