The Legend Of Lightning Warriors

The Legend Of Lightning Warriors
Sadness-Goodbye All


I don't feel like time is moving so fast. One day is like an hour, one week feels like a few days, even a month feels like a week yesterday. Maybe because it is so at home living in a world that has a pleasure and beauty so that all feels for a while.


It did not feel like a month had passed, just the next day Shin Shui would start his adventurer again around the entire Wei empire to destroy the evil that was now starting to run rampant. It was not even impossible that the blue young man would wander also to the neighboring country if only the country disturbed his homeland.


It was already noon, the sun was directly overhead. The heat of the rays given by the sun was unable to dispel the spirit of the disciples of the Halilintar Hill sect. Now they are trained by their respective seniors.


"Relope …"


"Relope …"


The sound of the cries of the disciples added to each other's spirit. From the hall the elders saw a young man dressed in blue walking leisurely towards the place where the disciples were doing the exercises. The young man was none other than the head of their elder, Shin Shui.


The disciples suddenly stopped when their elder's head arrived before him. All of the disciples including the seniors who were training directly paid their respects to the blue youth.


"I want to talk to all the disciples for a moment," Shin Shui said asking permission to the senior who was training.


Even though he could have directly spoken without permission, but of course Shin Shui was not that type of person. He was a warrior who always appreciated even to his subordinates.


"Please turn the head of the elder," said the coach as he bowed and gestured his hand.


"Congratulations to the students I love .." said Shin Shui.


"Good day chief elder," they replied in unison.


"Sit down and rest, I want to convey some things to you guys," Shin Shui said. Then the disciples sat down according to the direction given by Shin Shui.


"I want to thank you all for being devoted students. First of all I want to say that tomorrow I will go on another adventure. I hope that even without me here, you guys are still eager to do exercises like this. Keep learning and obeying what seniors, teachers, and elders say. Believe that what they do is for you."


"Don't stop learning, study and keep learning what you can get here. Because bringing a myriad of knowledge will not make you feel objectionable, realize your ideals that want to become a strong swordsman. Practice very hard. All it takes is a process, 'a sword capable of splitting a rock was just a piece of steel. But as it continued to be forged hard, then the steel could eventually become a sharp sword'. So do you guys. I hope you understand and want to do what I'm talking about, you ready?"


"Each chief elder .." they answered in unison with a sad face.


"Good, please resume your training. Thank you for giving permission," Shin Shui said as he passed away.


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The day showed morning. The birds began to chirp with their jubilation. Everyone including the elders had gathered in the field where the disciples were training.


They would deliver the chief elder as well as the only female elder to leave the Thunderbolt Hill sect in a time that might be quite some time.


"Good Shui'er. I promise to keep this sect as I keep my life. I'm always waiting for you and Mei'er to come back here. This is your home, we are all your family. Take good care of yourself" Yashou said, describing her heart's sadness and objection that Shin Shui would be leaving again.


"Old elders, I hope you can also carry out what I said to elder Yashou. I entrust this sect to you," Shin Shui said to the elders.


"Both the chief elders," they answered in unison.


"Memei, are you ready?" ask Shin Shui.


Yun Mei did not reply, she just nodded her head. It was also sad after three years of living here. But he tried to stay strong in the face of his grief.


"Senior, elders, I want to go first" Shin Shui said as he hugged them one by one, followed by Yun Mei.


Not feeling all the tears spilling over each cheek of those people. The sadness when Shin Shui left is now felt again. It even feels worse.


Shin Shui looked at the people as well as the Halilintar Hill sect for a while. Weight also feels, but how else. Duty to take up duty. Fixed obligation obligation. With a heavy heart he slowly began to prepare to leave.


"Goodbye all …"


"GODN …"


Shin Shui and Yun Mei instantly shot up quickly. He did not want to linger because it would definitely feel a deeper sadness. Not to forget the blue phoenix was now perched on his shoulder.


The sect people continued to wave their hands until Shin Shui completely disappeared from their sight. For a long time, they swore because they were so sad. Until finally Yashou gave a warning to immediately return as usual.


But no one continued the activity. Everyone chooses to go back to their own room. They chose to calm themselves from the sadness.


Such is life, where there is a meeting there must be a farewell. Whether it's parting to meet again, or parting ways and not meeting forever. Inevitably, prepared unprepared, we must be able to accept it.


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Shin Shui left wearing all blue clothes, as did Yun Mei. Both of them wear blue. But instead of the sect-typical clothes, they chose to wear ordinary blue clothes without symbolizing any sect. But Shin Shui wore a mask, he purposely did this so that no one would recognize him.


His Thunderbolt War Zubah was purposely covered by the clothes, after all it was very elastic. He did not want to appear flashy, especially if everyone already knew about the zubah. It is not impossible that many black warriors will continue to hunt him.


Just now that the two of them had walked out of the Border Village, it suddenly sounded like a commotion. The voice was heard from a restaurant. Shin Shui and Yun Mei headed straight there.


And sure enough, when the two got there, there was an old swordsman was being ganged up by two young swordsmen who looked fierce and cruel. Judging from the movements of the two warriors it was like coming from a black stream.