Swordsman Without Friends
The face behind the white.

In his journey wandering in the martial world Pranacitra has met many and even fought with people who have high silat science. Some of them are ruthless black fighters. even though they are very feared for their crimes that sometimes cross the line, Pranacitra does not feel daunted when dealing with them.

But now in front of a woman with a black cloak and a white cloth that had trapped him in this cave, somehow the young man felt anxious or even afraid.

The woman in a white disguise was thrust torch into the gap of the cave wall and then stepped forward slowly.on the contrary Pranacitra moved back and forth, but his intention to escape out the cave was not achieved because it once put a foot, but the intention was not achieved, his slim body had already flashed quickly blocking the way out of the limp. not just intercepting even almost simultaneously two smooth hands with sharp reddish nails that are behind the arms of his loose cloak grabbed the skin sacs that are on the neck of the limp.

Pranacitra was very aghast not only because of the speed of his opponent's movements but also with the target chosen by his opponent, but this young man did have a strange nature, indeed, if initially overshadowed by fear now even arise curiosity in his heart.

When a pair of opposing hands moved quickly hunting down the target.This young man no longer tried to retreat, but instead lunged forward with a stiff step movement. from his thin body came creepy air and waves of powerful winds.as the sound of high growls like the screams of a curious demon this limp youth began to play the magic 'Word Strange Steps of Life.!'

The distance between Pranacitra and the black-robed woman was only a few steps.in the calculation of the woman his opponent must have retreated or moved to avoid to the left right side. but really he did not think that this limp young man instead chose to go forward with silat horses that at first glance looked ridiculous but seemed to also bring death.!

The woman in white guise let out a derogatory snort, ''You stupid idiots are useless like that you dare to show in front of me. when regretting will also be of no use anymore.!'' furious.his ten red-fingered fingers continued to snatch.from the wind of his sharp attack cut through the air, it was clear that he not only intended to snatch the necklace but also to tear his opponent's neck.

Only half an inch of the leather necklace will be snatched, but the great shadow of the opponent's body seems to suddenly disappear from his presence. not to mention the loss of surprise wooden stick limp has changed the move send four shovels at once towards the stomach and chest and then down to make three strokes towards the legs.

'Whuuuk., Whuuuk., Beeet.!'

'Dhaak, Dhaak.!'

''Fucking lamebah.!'' maki the woman.if only she did not wear a white mask, must have seen her face pale cold sweat because of gasp and horror. getting a counterattack that threatened his leg and part of his upper body, he quickly pulled home his attack, from the shredding motion of both his hands turned grazing and cutting as his feet made a backward motion and stomped several times.

In a single change of his manager, this woman was not only able to fend off the limp stick attack, but was also able to kick the broken wooden stick.!

'Whees., Dhaas., Dhees.!'

'Jlaap., Ctaas, Kraaak.!'

Pranacitra did not care about his half-stalked wand.with the rest of his weapon he continued to hit.bumping, punching and sweeping do it with almost the same time.Sakti energy emanated from the attack of his wand was shocking.

The woman in white again clamped to see the recklessness of her opponent who was very young, because what she did was no different from suicidal soul fighting.if she continued to shred her ten nails the opponent must have died, he said, but as a result the woman will also be severely injured or even equally dead.at this time the young man is no longer seen as a disabled and weak person, but a terrifying beast.!

This woman may be of much higher knowledge compared to Pranacitra, but when it comes to the conviction of fighting souls, she is no match for the cripple who has dared to challenge the strongest party in the black school. if there is a person who has considered his life is just waiting for death and has ever received a severe torture that no one has ever imagined, then what other death threats he needs to fear., etc.,

With a curse in his heart the woman in the guise pulled back his attack, before jumping back he briefly flicked his sleeves to release a powerful empty-handed punch in height. apparently he also did not want to be seen as afraid of fighting life against a disabled person until even though the time was very narrow he still forced himself to retaliate.

''Haa., ha., you said you wanted to snatch a magic stone from me, but why did you retreat. if you were afraid to fight for life why not just go back to your father's lap..'' the sneer of the limp chuckled made the woman even more riled up. While the mouth spoke mockingly, his left hand that was behind his back suddenly hit.no sound of wind rushing, no slap of wind, but in the woman's eyes the limp's left hand seemed to be elongated and turned blackish as hard as iron, striking and shredding as fast as lightning.

The woman in disguise was suffocated loudly, angry mixed with shock and horror, although in the martial world she had indeed heard that there were some magic that was able to extend and flex the body and bones. but this was the only time he faced it directly. Amazingly these two limp young man's hands not only can be long-mouthed but in an instant can be pulled short like a black spring.

In a state of moving backwards to avoid attacks, the woman several times tried to kick and hit the limp's broken hand, but not only failed, his efforts failed, even both of his legs became tingling when they hit the two arms that turned as hard as iron.!

Unmercifully the woman in the white cloth continued to be pressed until several times her back hit the wall of the cave.the ten pointed red nails as if no longer useful. still fortunately the light science of his body is high until the passing of a dozen moves he is still able to survive.after all, this person finally realized also that the hand can only extend no more than one spear. in addition, in the last three moves, the limp movement has begun to slow down.

For the umpteenth time a pair of blackish arms kicked off, this time Pranacitra deliberately hit his strength because he saw the opponent was cornered into the corner of the cave. even though the opponent was still trying to twitch but still his shoulder was hit.

'Wheeess., Dhaaass.!'

'Aaaaikh., Ampuun.!'

There was a long complaint coming from behind the white cover, the cloth in the mouth looks flushed the scarred mark inside. Pranacitra was slightly stunned from hitting his attack turned gripping both arms of the opponent then pulled him closer.

The woman seemed resigned helpless, the body was exhausted without energy until it did not wrinkle when both arms were locked.she only moaned and let out a little cry of pain. as her body was dragged by the woman swayed her head. A sheet of white cloth now released, look as beautiful face with hair as black as night and eyes as clear as jewels.

Pranacitra is not a young man who is easily lulled as pretty as an angel.but seeing the beautiful face in front of him he was a little stunned as well.but outside of him this young man was still cold without feeling. the beautiful face was at first glance surprised, now he was in front of the limp with both arms tightly gripped.

The young man from Mount Bisma snorted cynically, Don't you think that with a pretty face and a clear attitude you can easily tease me, but even though this is a life-and-death fight, but I'm not a cruel person who easily intervenes vile..''

The beautiful-faced woman bowed lethargicly, from her red lips that were still stained a little blood came out the sound of a soft sigh. ''Hhmm you're right, it's a life-and-death fight. To be honest I never thought there was a man who wasn't affected by a face this beautiful.well, if you don't like what about this one.?''

At the end of his words the beautiful woman again shook her head, a white smoke appeared covering her skin.When the smoke disappeared as beautiful as the goddess of kahyangan it also disappeared with the face of a pale young man, sickly, with a cold aura that was full of life burdens.

This time the limp could no longer cover his shock, he was really flabbergasted because seeing the face in front of him was none other than Pranacitra's own face. a lifetime even in a dream this young man never believed there was such a strange occurrence in the world.

By the time he realized everything was too late.His somewhat loosening grip made both arms of the opponent come loose.A pair of red long-nailed smooth hands moved to shreds and smashed with full deep force.!

Pranacitra's body fell to hit the wall of the stone cave. Blood spurted from his mouth. The necklace of leather pouch containing the Blue Nirmala magic stone has been snatched from his neck.

The black-robed woman who had the cleverness to change this face looked at the leather pouch necklace that was in her right hand.Satisfied and evil grin was on her back in her mouth. the bloodstains that had been seen on his lips also vanished without a trace.

Slowly Pranacitra's face vanished covered in thin smoke. a moment later appeared a black hairy bad face with a big nose.the sound of ngrook., ngrook., ngrook., and., like a sleeping man snoring or the snort of a wild boar sounded from his mouth that was fanged arched.an ugly face similar to a forest boar was there.!