The Fire Dragon Sword
The Body of the Nine Dragons
"Shearing sword moves, skyscraper" Sabrang tried to attack first but the slashing of the blade from the other direction forced him to jump back to dodge.
Sabrang had not had time to rearrange his horse, three warriors were near him, they attacked simultaneously between the slashes of flying knives from various directions that continued to turn towards his body.
"They were very fast," Sabrang continued to fend off the attacks of the flying blades while dodging the attacks of the three warriors who kept urging him.
Sabrang was forced to use his lunar eyes to see and read the direction of the flying knife attack because it was quite difficult to see the blade in the dark.
"Dance Demon sword," the attack arrived when Sabrang managed to urge the two swordsmen to retreat and at the same time he used Ajian melted core saketi to increase his speed.
He moved towards the one remaining swordsman and re-released the sword demon dance. As Sabrang's sword was about to hit his opponent, a blade moved to the blind spot and pierced through his body.
"Damn it," Sabrang tried to take distance but too late, the other two landers had already moved to attack.
"The slash of the blade cuts through the darkness," the two warriors are seen twisting the blade in both hands before smashing into Sabrang's body.
Sabrang tried to dodge the deadly attack but a flying knife hit his right leg which made him dodge too late.
Sabrang's body was thrown a few steps, and at the same time two knives with great inner power were already within a short distance in his heart.
"Straight stopped time," Sabrang grabbed the knife before crumbling into ashes.
"That weird move again? he's able to stop time?" the leader of the pepper mashed blade knight looked surprised as his knife stopped arriving.
"Your majesty!" emmy shouted when he saw the blood began to seep in Sabrang's clothes, the flames on Sabrang's body mixed with blood making the color redder.
"Be quiet, they're not opponents you can face" Sabrang yelled at Emmy.
Emmy kept trying to move, her body as if stiff as a black aura enveloped her entire body.
"You better listen to her words, you're not their opponent and will only be a burden in the fight" Anom's voice sounded in Emmy's mind.
"You? could it be that keris is the ruler of darkness?"
"I'm giving you one last chance, get out of here and I'll pull out my troops" shouted the swordsman who spoke to Sabrang.
"If this keeps up then you'll be killed in a few strikes, your magic might be on top of them but combat formations and flying blade blades disguised by the dark of night will sooner or later kill you.
If we can't find a way to deal with their attacks as soon as possible then you're in big trouble" the Fire Dragon said.
"Do you think it's easy to find a way to fight in the dark? they seemed to know where I was going," Sabrang replied upsetly.
"I told you from the beginning that if you want to meet the ascetic elder, don't expect me to take a step back" Sabrang said as he pulled back his sword.
"You're overextending yourself and not measuring your abilities, son, it seems like the fire demon has mistakenly chosen its master," the swordsman shook his head slowly before returning to attack.
"I'll never back out of a fight."
Their fight again ensued, The combat formation of the pepper mashed blade knight managed to urge Sabrang back. The slashing of the flying blade that kept moving made Sabrang's concentration split apart, he continued to use the moon's eyes which drained him deeply quickly.
Every time Sabrang managed to strike back, the knife kept messing with his movements, some even managed to scratch Sabrang's body.
"They seemed to know where I was moving," Sabrang said as a knife almost hit him back, he drew the twin Pengilon swords in his left hand and parried the blades at the last second.
"He can still read my knife? the eyes were really scary" said the swordsman in surprise.
Pain in the body forced Sabrang to use the level II Saketi melting core study to relieve the wound. A much greater energy burst out of Sabrang's body made the swordsmen of the pepper mash blade surprised, they did not end up thinking Sabrang still had that much inner power.
The energy rush also provoked an old man who was at the top of Mount Sinabung down, he was well acquainted with the energy that he thought was impossible for any talented swordsman to possess.
The old man stopped at one of the big trees when he saw a body covered in flames was fighting with ten knife knights of Tumbuk Lada.
"God of fire? it was impossible...how was the young man's body able to withstand the effects of fire energy, who exactly was the young swordsman?" the old man continued to observe the fight before him.
"Dance eagle," Sabrang back to attack back, this time his attack was able to hit one of his opponents but his body did not escape the attack of a flying knife when he jumped backwards.
"Eravali Dance? he is from the golden Rajawali sect?" the old man muttered in his heart.
"He's getting faster, reshaping the formation," shouted one of the Pepper Knife Swordsmen.
"So that's it, I'm really stupid," Sabrang pulled out the flying knife that stuck in his right arm.
"What power could crush iron into ashes in an instant?" the swordsmen of the Pepper Knife began to be vigilant, now they realized Sabrang was not an easy opponent to face.
"A deep force capable of destroying a sword?" the old man seemed to think for a moment before his face changed. "The Book of Sabdo Palon? no way, only he can master it."
"Fire Dragons rest for a moment, I will use my pure energy" Sabrang said softly.
"What are you planning to do stupid?"
"From the beginning I kept thinking how they could attack me so easily, I finally realized that my body covered in flames in the darkness of the night was their easy target. Get ready, I'll use you in the final assault" Sabrang re-installed his steed horse.
"Are you going to be quiet when your master is desperate?" smitten Emmy on Anom.
"My job is to make sure you're safe, miss, besides who's really getting pushed?" answer Anom slowly.
"What do you mean?" reply Emmy confused.
"You know, lady, why did the fire dragon so admire Sabrang that he chose him to be master? the child is like a sword that will get sharper. He will get stronger when facing stronger opponents, if you want to see a swordsman who can develop indefinitely then he is the one" Anom replied convinced.
"When it paralyzed them," Sabrang moved suddenly arrived quickly, he turned his sword before using the skyscraper's sword stance.
"Use a level two formation, I want him to be crippled quickly before using another strange move that will make things difficult for us."
The fight became more fierce as Sabrang's speed continued to increase, the swordsmen's movements also became more careful because once hit by the slash of the two swords in Sabrang's hands they were sure to be seriously injured.
"Now" shouted one of the warriors as Sabrang was nearby.
Sabrang smiled coldly as several flying knives pointed at him, he fended off the blade before the flames on his body disappeared instantly.
The atmosphere of the forest that was initially bright due to the blaze suddenly became dark.
"Wire, he wants to fight in the dark.That eye, be careful and look around you, use that fire!" shouted one of the warriors.
"The fight has finished, I must stop this before it falls victim," The old man drew his sword and moved closer.
The blade warriors collided against the two hilts until a small fire formed on both of their blades, but it was too late as a black aura mixed with a cold wind blew on their bodies.
The bodies of the warriors became stiff, they could only stare at the blades in both of his hands that turned into ashes in an instant.
"What style does it use? this black aura is capable of destroying our blades in an instant?"
Emmy who saw the fight from afar did not blink her eyes for a second, she tried to understand the situation before her.
"You see, tonight he is growing again and will continue to be strong" said Anom Takjub.
"This move?" the old man stuck the sword on the ground before flowing a deep energy. A white aura suddenly arrived out from the old man's body and protected the ten knights of pepper mashed blades from Sabrang's strange attack.
"Enough!" yelled the man.
Hearing that shout, Sabrang drew his attack quickly, he pointed his sword at one of the cliffs before causing a huge explosion that shattered the cliff.
"Elder Darin?" say swordsman Pepper Knife at the same time.
"Arsenio retreat, you will not be able to face Sabdo Palon's sword style" said the old man slowly.
"You want to meet me, don't you? follow me, many things I want to ask you," the man pulled out his sword and walked away.
Sabrang simply nodded slowly, he still could not believe the man could fend off the whirlwind sword intent that was the first level of the Sabdo Palon.
"Thank you for your guidance, sir, I'm sorry if I overdo it a little" Sabrang lowered his head in front of Arsenio.
"You are really strong, let me take you to the top of the mountain" Arsenio replied politely.
"Anom," Sabrang pulled the dagger that was stuck near Emmy to his feet and signaled Emmy to follow him.
"You're doing fine, Your Majesty?" ask Emmy to worry.
"I'm fine," Sabrang stroked Emmy's hair gently.
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After the battle at Mount Sinabung was finished well, Sabrang arrived at the top of the mountain right in the morning. A small hut surrounded by greenery greeted them at the top of the mountain.
"Your majesty, look at it" said Emmy as she looked at the beautiful landscape against the backdrop of a giant lake beneath the mountain.
"So this is why Mount Sinabung is said to be the roof of Swarna Dwipa, all looks small from up here" replied Sabrang.
"Master apologizes for our actions earlier, you've been waiting for elder Darin inside," Arsenio pointed at the small hut not far from them.
"Don't hesitate sir" Sabrang replied to Arsenio's words as he stepped in with Emmy.
"Sorry miss, only master swordsmen are allowed to meet," Arsenio prevented Emmy from entering.
"It's okay, wait outside" replied Sabrang who was met with a small nod of Emmy.
"What does the Fire Devil want from me?" darin asked when he saw Sabrang enter the hut.
Sabrang saluted before sitting in front of Darin.
"Sorry for what happened at the foot of the mountain, the elder, I really have to see you because of my teacher's request," replied Sabrang politely.
"Your teacher?" Darin scrunched his forehead.
"My teacher is named Wahyu Tama, I was asked to meet you for guidance" Sabrang replied.
"That stupid kid is just as good, do you think I'll teach you?" ask Darin cynically.
"To be honest I didn't think too much about that elder, I just wanted to run what the teacher asked for. Meeting the Knights of the pepper-mashed knives and fighting with them was the best lesson for me," Sabrang replied quickly.
"When I teach you, do you think your body is capable of receiving the effects of that style?" ask Darin back.
Sabrang shook his head, "I don't think that far but if a sword has been created isn't that what makes it master?"
Darin smiled slightly as he shook his head slowly.
"Give me your hand," Darin stretched out his hand, he examined Sabrang's veins.
"Sabdo palon sword style is not a style that can be mastered easily, the creator of the style combines the swordsmanship of his creation with the style of the sword in the book of Sabdo Loji, the creator of the style, so it can be said that the book of Sabdo Palon is a refinement of all swordsmanship in the world.
To master that style, in addition to the need for power in a large one must also have a special body because the power of damage to its users is also large," Darin stopped his speech suddenly when he felt something strange with Sabrang's body.
Darin continued to examine Sabrang's pulse as if he could not believe what he had found.
"Is there something wrong with my body?" Sabrang asked puzzledly when he saw Darin's face change instantly.
"It is better to stop your intention to study the book of Sabdo Palon or you will be a disaster for the martial world" Darin said arrived.
"A disaster for the martial world?" ask Sabrang quickly.
"Go, I will never teach you," snapped Darin roughly.
Sabrang looked at Darin confusedly, he stepped out of the hut with a shack.
"Your highness?" Emmy immediately ran when she saw Sabrang coming out.
"Tomorrow we go home to Malwageni, the elder refused to teach me."
"Your highness, we've come a long way here, let me persuade him," Emmy stepped towards the hut but Sabrang prevented it.
"Don't force a will, he must have reason not to want to teach me. We go back to the palace and find a way to study this book."
Meanwhile, Darin's body seemed to tremble with both hands clenched.
"It is impossible.it is impossible that the body of nine dragons there are two in this world," he said uneasily.
Darin then took the ancient records he had stored in the box that was in the corner of the room and opened them.
"Teacher, you created the Sabdo Palon to stop the Mandala from forming the nine Dragons for studying the Sabdo Lodge and now a young man with the curse came to study the Sabdo Palon, what should I do, teacher?" darin said in his heart.
Darin reread the scroll of notes his teacher had given him before his death.
"Of my students, you are a very talented swordsman and will become stronger than me one day. Know that the world is heading for destruction when Mandala steals the book on Sidihoni Lake. As the first descendant of the guard knight Sidihoni, I knew clearly how terrifying the book was.
The Nine Dragons Ajian was the most terrifying skill of the book, because if it could master it besides having an almost immortal body, its user would also have a curse body capable of absorbing any amount of power. Sabdo Lodge called it the body of the Nine Dragons.
I have seen for myself how Mandala is so strong after mastering that body, if his disciple does not kill him with the skill set in the book of Sabdo Lodge when he is asleep maybe Mandala will not be stopped.
The body effects of the nine dragons were no less terrifying, though, slowly the temperament of its users will change and bloodthirsty along with the evil power that forms the body of the nine dragons getting stronger and will not be able to be prevented because the evil aura of the body of the nine Dragons instead of taking over the body its use but change its nature slowly and unnoticed. That's why I call it the body of the curse.
Mount Sinabung is the center of power with the lake Sidihoni, settle on the mountain and study the book of Sabdo Palon, I fear that one day Mandala will rise and never touch Sabdo Loji."
"The boy was so young, and I'm sure he didn't learn the book of the Sabdo Lodge because the moves he used against the Pepper Knife knights were ordinary moves, then where could he get the bodies of the nine dragons?" Darin buried his face on the table, he really did not understand Sabrang's body.
Darin had already checked Sabrang many times earlier for fear that he was wrong but a dozen times he checked, all the special features that were on Sabrang's body were pointing at the bodies of the nine dragons.
"The talent of this child is greater than Mandala, is he the young man in the prophecy of the Sabdo Lodge who will destroy the martial world?" Darin could not imagine how much power the nine Dragons body owner would have if he managed to master that supreme sword scripture.
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Okee this time I try to extend the chapter again to 2400 words which may actually be made 2 saving chapters for tomorrow but because of the request of loyal readers PNA I launched all.
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Seven plus seven equals fourteen,
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