Swordsman Without Friends
Mist lubricant.
The distance of five spears before the Four Hoe Farmers, stood bent over an old grandmother who was wearing a long white robe and hooded headgear of white cloth similar to a pocong. a layer of thin fog seemed to cover the body of the old grandmother until the situation became more sinister like a ghost haunting, especially when the sky and the atmosphere of the morning in the forest is still dark.
''Hik., hi., hi., 'Four Hoe Farmers.' do you want to come all the way from Tangkeban hill in the foot of Mount Selamet to this place.?'' reprimand the old grandmother who is referred to as 'Hyai Pocong Fog' with a scary sniffing sound like kuntilanak.
''What do you care old grandma., besides you yourself have any business until it appears here.?'' Ki Lor Wisesa asked back, among the four people he was the most impatient. let alone suddenly the grandmother had supported them with cundrik and poisonous needles from behind the fog. if only Ki Julingan did not hold it, he would have hit the grandmother.
In the martial world of the black faction, the old grandmother who is referred to as Nyai Pocong Fog is known as a cunning and vile wage killer. reportedly although his silat style is not how great but the science of lightening his body is very high.in addition he is also able to create a layer of thick and cold fog that can cover the eyes of the opponent. when the target is already trapped in his artificial fog, Nyai Pocong Fog can immediately finish off the opponent with a poison secret weapon attack.
This old grandmother was muttering her peot mouth while continuing to shake the two arms of her long and sombrong robe.along with her tall thin body but stooped tone was seen moving around her four opponents. the fog that came out from Nyai Pocong's body The fog felt increasingly thick and cold pierced the bones.
Ki Kartopati as the leader of the Four Hoe Farmers and the most experienced immediately felt the danger threatened. while yelling at this guy ahead of the raid on Nyai Pocong Fog followed by his three friends.!
As if they had agreed, these four farmers immediately flared up, but in the middle of the road their bodies scattered and then turned around to attack from the four winds.
Four steel hoe guns quickly read out, two targeting the top of the opponent's body.the other two are eyeing the waist down.Each steel hoe weapon blow raises a hard wind and sharp black swamp. the thick fog that enveloped the circles until it froze.
'Whuuuk., Wuuu.,
'Bheeet., Sheeet.!'
Nyai Pocong Fog let out a gasp as well, the wrinkled face behind the white veil cover increasingly paled. by relying on the science of lightening his tall body the old grandmother ventured to avoid the attacks of four opponents hoe while occasionally counterattacking by releasing foot kicks, palm punches accompanied by the throw of his poisonous needles.
But all of that seemed to be meaningless in front of the Four Hoe Farmers of Death.The leaders of the Green Earth association continued to urge Nyai Pocong Fog. many times the throwing of needles and cundrik fly is made mentally, while on the contrary the opponent's steel hoe weapon even almost managed to read out his frail body. it is still a good thing that the grandmother is still able to kink even though she is in a state already squeezed.
Even though the fight had only lasted a dozen moves, but the state of Nyai Pocong Fog was already on the verge of defeat. his white robe was torn in several parts. from the mouth of the peot came out the words of oath and dirty swearing. his old face paled in fear like this grandmother had intended to run away.
''Haa., ha., Nyai Pocong Fog., don't expect you to be able to run away from this place.!''
Together with his two friends they continue to lock Nyai Pocong Mist which looks already blooming conditions.unexpectedly before the next five steps run out a body has been convulsed and immediately drooped limp. it was Ki Julingan's body.!
In a state of still attacking the opponent three other people were immediately shocked, it is not clear what happened in succession Ki Lor Wasesa and Ki Ronggo Jangkung also collapsed. the leader of the Four Peasants of Death Hoe, Ki Kartopati still able to send three pieces of his steel hoe that can injure the left thigh Nyai Pocong Kabut before finally sprawled following his three adopted brothers. even if limp without energy but the four half-aged people are still aware.in their hearts condemn the cunning of the opponent as well as their own stupidity.
Nyai Pocong Fog was still standing bent down, arranging his hunting breathing.A moment later he looked up while laughing curl. ''Hee., he., I almost lost my old life in your hands, but all this time there was nothing that could escape the science of 'Fog Pocong White Paralysed Raga' mine..''
Hearing the words of Nyai Pocong Fog, the Four Hoe Farmers were aware of what happened, although from the beginning they had been suspicious of the appearance of a strange thick fog, but really they do not think that the fog contains energy-squeezing poison, when they first knew they had also checked the breathing also smelled and did not feel any abnormalities.
''Hik., hi., hi., the four of you must be confused., listen to the foolish farmers. The fog that I spread first is not toxic because it is just a distraction. but while continuing to fight I began to spread the fog that I had smeared with energy-weakening poison.The poison did work rather slowly and did not smell..'' said Nyai Pocong Fog while several times turning his palms.greatly some of the thick fog that enveloped the place was like being sucked into the sleeves of his loose robe.
''But if the person who inhales it expends a lot of energy in, this poison will more quickly work to paralyze the nerves and the way of blood in the body of the opponent. for that I usually deliberately pretend to be desperate so that my enemy is more eager to release his energy, but this time I really you guys make it slip. I almost died, you motherfucker farmer. now is the time for the four of you to die, thus reducing again a competitor in the struggle for the Blue Nirmala magic stone.!'' damprat Nyai Pocong Fog while preparing cundrik weapons and poisonous needles in his hands.
''Jaha., jaha., nam. old grandma., kep., kepa., rat. we said, pah will men., giggling., mu. i.e., even already men., so satan.!'' maki Ki Kartopati was riled up. Compared to his three friends this person whose knowledge is the highest, it is not surprising that he can still talk even though stammered and a little can move his body. Nyai Pocong Fog chuckled, his legs flapped and stomped on Ki Kartopati's chest. This person would have died with a crumbling breastbone if only Nyai Pocong Fog did not suddenly stop his movement.
The grandmother quickly looked in one direction, from behind the remaining fog appeared a skinny young man in dark clothes who was shabby and armed with a stick of black wood to help his limping footsteps. this young man walked in a funny way like a worm. right foot stepped the left dragged following.Hair is long and tied a striped batik cloth covered part of his face.
The young man yawned lazily, 'New morning changed, also still dark and foggy.but there were already some keblinger humans who made a ruckus just from scrambling over a rock, it was ridiculous..''
Ki Kartopati painstakingly turned her head, she was immediately aghast. Nyai Pocong Fog shoved both eyes.if he had been angry with the presence of the strange limp youth because it was disturbed. now his anger was even mixed with astonishment.
The pale skinny young man who was probably only seventeen years old stopped only five steps away from him.If his right hand grasped a wooden stick, then in his left hand was holding a bluish-colored stone.
With a round stone as large as a chicken egg was thrown on his palm. as if it did not care if the stone is being the seizure of the martial arts.