Swordsman Without Friends
107 Destiny Knife Throw.

The five old men who are leaders of the long-lost black pejilatan still stand in line, he said, I don't know how many times their hands took turns throwing kitchen knives at the body of a skinny young man who was seven steps ahead of them.

The pale and sickly young man was only seventeen years old.now he stood with his arms outstretched bound together against the wall of the cave room. his body that was without any cover looked dirty full of medicinal liquid powder mixed with sweat and blood that began to flow almost all over his body.

At first he was still able to survive even able to count how many times his kitchen knife shot and then stabbed through into the skin of his body, even though only one-third of the blade pierced in, though only one-third of the blade pierced in, but the pain was not said.what else his body was not only unable to move his mouth was also unable to make a sound.

Perhaps for the five old men who were used to playing with human lives, the scene before them was meaningless, but different if there were others who witnessed this torture game, he said, maybe they'll faint so bad.

But at the eighty-seventh knife throw, the young man with a deformed left foot was no longer able to survive. his head was drowned limp his consciousness was lost. either because of fainting or even dead.

Everyone has their own favorite.usually when children like toys. After he grew up usually start to enjoy property, wealth also began to arise a sense of interest in the opposite sex. but for some people there are also those who have a preference that is completely beyond reason.like a penchant for killing.!

The kitchen knife along one inch more than two fingers changed hands again. these five old men seemed to be indifferent to the state of the disabled youth who were their target and continued to play knife throwing until it continued several rounds.this time it was the turn of the 'Devil Dragon Moon' who will throw a knife. a little energy in the flow into the knife, the target he chose is between the middle of the left rib bone. in his last eight knife throws this big tall guy always picks a target around the left rib.

He assumed that by throwing a knife in that place continuously and adjusting the depth of the blade that entered the target's body two-three more knife throws the limp's life must be finished in his hand. at the same time he is also the winner of the Blue Nirmala magic stone.

The knife shot as fast as a lightning strike, but when a step from the target body the rate of the knife slowed down, slightly dived and then right through the middle of the left rib cage.

A thin, blood-drenched figure looked as still as a statue and pale as a corpse.The five evil elders exchanged lyrics. 'The furious 'Blood Palm Beggar' harrumphed in a huff. It should be after this that it was his turn to throw the knife, but if he saw from the state of the limp young man his turn was no longer necessary to count.

''Haa., ha., you see, it was the knife throw that finished him off. So I am the winner of this game, and of course the Blue Nirmala magic stone is also mine..'' exclaimed the Moon Dragon Demon while laughing with his hands grabbing the magic stone on the stone plate where previously the cripple Pranacitra was lying. except for the 'Satan Grave' his three colleagues looked irritated and curious about the results of this game, although none of them intended to hold it.

The Moon Dragon Demon was still chuckling while holding the nimang of the Blue Nirmala magic stone in his hand.This person seemed to deliberately show off in front of all his friends, until they grew increasingly upset.

''Chuih., even if you have a magic stone it will not be much use either. at best it can only increase your age by a few months.'' 'Burung Hantu Bungkuk Desolator' while spitting.

''You're just lucky to win a stone, but it's like you've become the greatest person in the world, your behavior is no different from a little boy who still snots.'' the 'The Blood Site Beggar also sneered cynically.

''Huh., just say that you all envy me. win yes win, lose yes lose only. don't get many reasons. loser base., Ha., ha..'' the Moonlight Demon Dragon Refusal laughed mockingly.

''Stop your stupid laugh and put the magic stone back in its place., this lame boy is apparently not dead.!'' exclaiming 'Grandmother of the Dead-Wand Physician'.

''Aa., did you say old grandma.?''

''Bo., the boy is still alive.?'' the Humpy Bird of Life-Acting and the Blood Site Beggar exclaimed almost simultaneously with his face turned fierce as if in disbelief.

''That, that's impossible., don't you try to trick my old grandmother.if you don't want this magic stone to be mine just say it, I'll give it back to you right now. but don't play sneaky like this.!'' snapped the Demon Dragon Moon roared while advancing forward.along with 'The Granny of the Death-Wand Physician also turned her body back over.

''Old bastard., how dare you tell me to lie and cheat.if you don't believe my words why don't you check this boy yourself..''

The Moon Demonic Dragon snorted furiously forward to the face.The two comrades also followed while the Grave Demon remained standing still with the look of a corpse-cold eye.although like not caring about everything, but from his attitude this old man seemed to be thinking about something important.

''Move aside, let me examine his body.'' The Moon Dragon's huge Devil's hand groped some parts of Pranacitra's body. a moment later he seemed to have fallen in shock.

''This., this is really impossible., if anyone is still alive after getting this many wounds, I guess he is no longer a human.maybe this brat has stealth blood..''

''I can't believe it., you guys must have mischecked.!'' cut off the Blood Site Beggar.with the Humpback Bird Lifter, the two took turns to feel the limp body parts that were already helpless. ''What kind of limp boy is in front of me, even though from outside his body is no longer visible life but his heartbeat and blood flow are still flowing. although it was very faint but it was clearly a sign that he was still alive.''the inner two evil silat figures were astonished. when they saw the state of the limp that was covered in medicinal mud and full of bloody wounds, unknowingly they become horrified.is a strange thing if people are cruel they can feel scary when they see the blood of their own victims.

''I., I think we should resume our game. se., seka., rang is not gi., turn., you old beggar.'' said 'Devil Dragon Moon' rather stuttered. for some reason he became restless at the sight of the bloody human that was in front of him.

'The 'Blood Palm Beggar' hesitated a bit to take his knife.even when he pulled out the knife he seemed to turn his face away. is there still a feeling of unbearability in these cruel-hearted old silat figures.? I don't know.

The five old men stood back in line, the distance between them and the target body was still the same seven steps adrift. The Beggar of the Blood Tread pensive long enough.the knife in his hand was still clasped.after sighing the knife was given to the Humpback Bird of Lifesaving who was on his right. this small, stooped grandmother whose face resembled an owl was instantly dumbfounded looking at the old beggar.

''I, I, just quit this game, I think everything is starting to bore me. Besides all that becomes a mere grabbing of a stone..''

''Eehm., I., I also feel that way, maybe the magic stone is not a match with me. So, the three of you who continue this game.'' said 'The Life-Attracting Humpback Owl' while giving the kitchen knife in his hand to the 'Grandmother of the Death-Wand Physician', as well as his two friends, the old healer who reportedly had a sister with the title 'The Granny of the Poison Cell Physician' was no longer interested in continuing her knife throwing game.

''I think that the Blue Nirmala magic stone is yours.'' he said slowly. 'The 'Devil Dragon Moon' changed into silent.I don't know what was in the mind of the big black-robed tall man painted by a dragon and the golden moon.

When everyone was silent, it was precisely the 'Satan Grave' who took the kitchen knife that was in the hands of the 'Grandmother of the Death-Wand Physician. this old man's movements were too fast and sudden that everyone could not see clearly.

The flying knife struck as if faster than a lightning strike.the difference is only as long as two finger blades that hit right in the middle of Pranacitra's heart. although the outside of the heart is pierced but not to penetrate into.!

''Granny of the Death-Wand Physician., try to check the body of the boy now.!'' devil's Order Grave cold.even though still shocked but the grandmother did not want to be lazy. when he got there only he saw one oddity in the mouth of the wound. the blade had pierced into the chest but strangely there was no blood coming out, but rather a thin wisp of steam that was extremely cold.!

''Aa., what happened to this boy., Aah., don't-don't he.'' The old grandmother quickly checked the state of Pranacitra's body.this time she did it much more thoroughly. a moment later this old granny's body trembled in retreat.

''Boo., bo., cah., brat., this., he., he., he has 'Dark Hell's Pulse Hole.!'' he said stammered.his voice was stuck between astonishment, admiration mixed with joy or even regret.!

''Crazy., how could you be so stupid as to miss everything, to be unaware of the 'Dark Hell's Pulse Hole' that was in his body.!'' the Moon Dragon Demon Maki was furious. while the Blood Palm Beggar and the Owl were silently sculpting.It was clear this incident made them seem as if they had just lost their own lives.

When it dawned on these four people hurriedly tried to help the limp. I don't know what really happened until they turned around very worried about the safety of Pranacitra's life. in turns the four people channeled their magic power into the body of the crippled young man. dozens of medicinal herbs were put into the mouth also poured throughout his wounded body. Among them only 'Satan Grave' who still stood still, though now on his lips was a savage grin.

'The grandmother of the Death-Wanded Physician' approached her companion. ''How did you realize it.?''

''Hhmm., the last time the 'Devil Dragon Moon' threw a knife at the boy's ribs, according to the count it had been more than a hundred times. but because we didn't realize it we all forgot that there was a limit of a hundred knife stabs..''

''It's weird that even if the limit you said was passed but this kid is still alive. exactly stopped at the one hundred and six throttle. Then I thought about what keeps this boy alive., finally I tried to stab the child's heart.the stab of the hundred and seven.This is a profitable action but everything is proven..''

''When the heart is pierced, blood does not flow because in addition to a lot of wasted due to injury has also been partially frozen by the 'Blood Freezing Poison and Heart' that is incubating in his body. as proof of that a cold mist came out from the wound..''

''For the people who say 'Dark Hell's Pulse Hole' is a pesky carrier pulse that has no cure. It is true because whatever medicine is taken will be sucked out useless..''

''But they forgot that the pulse was also able to regurgitate all that it sucked if the body of the owner of the 'Dark Hell's Rice Hole' was between the life and death line., This Dark Hell's Pulse Hole is like a large barn that holds any medicine that is inserted into the body of the pulse owner..''

''Just like that, this sick boy did not understand how to cultivate that very rare damn pulse.'' the Devil's Grave explained to the Granny of the Death-Wanded Physician who could only sigh.

''My family's descendants are renowned healers and poison masters in the martial jungle.but, in front of you I feel my knowledge is still superficial.!'' his sigh was grim while courting.it was at that moment that 'Blood Palm Beggar' exclaimed ''This boy is starting to improve., he has a chance to continue living.!''

''We only have three years left, in those three years we have to give everything we have to this sick boy.!'' yelling 'Devil Dragon Moon' then laughing wildly.

The 'Host Bird Humpback Lifter' flashed into the mouth of the cave, his pair of large and wide eyes staring out the door of the stone cave. with a voice full of revenge, the old grandmother shouted loudly. ''O ye warriors of the jungle, who are ascetic on the mountain or languishing in the ocean, who hide behind masks of chastity or cowards who pretend to be knights. wait for the coming day of vengeance and doom from the five of us Haa., ha., ha.!''

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