Swordsman Without Friends
Duel in a circle.

Everyone seemed to be silent.The gripping silence in the morning lasted for a while. the cold and dark cloudy wind that came suddenly added to the horror in the hearts of those who saw the event.

If you tell me all the events that are going slowly, when in fact they all happen so quickly and at about the same time. if in the sequence of pauses of each event may only be a few eye surprises only, although it feels unreasonable, but they all have to admit that everything is a reality.

Without saying anything Pranacitra gave a yellowish-colored medicine to Puji Seruni, then he turned his body to face Ki Tanjung Semboro or 'Single-arm Gold Golok Swordsman'. the old man was stunned to see the limp young man bowing respectfully to him.

''Kuhaturkan thanks for your help to this girl. Ki Tanjung Semboro's name is indeed worthy of being a role model of the white pejilatan..''

''Is this Nyi Pariseta student girl your lover.?'' search Ki Tanjung Semboro with a sharp look. The limp youth chuckled for a moment.

''Although her face was very beautiful but she was not my taste, Pranacitra replied with a cynical grin, making Puji Seruni who was meditating on treating her wounds almost vomit blood so upset and embarrassed to hear everything

''We just happened to meet, at that time he and his young fiancee were injured and ran away from the pursuit of the students of the 'Blue Dragon' school' who was helped by the people from the 'Black Kalong Union's assassin association'. They both wanted to be killed because they were witnesses to the murder of Nyi Pariseta. at that time the son of Ki Galing Brajapaksi named Hanggajaya wanted to do indecent to this girl..''

''In short, it just happened that I was there. I was just helping them both. Even though the young man named Hanggajaya who had tarnished many women under this mountain had died at the hands of this girl, but the young man was also killed in the incident, Pranacitra said. Ki Tanjung Semboro and everyone who heard it became shocked and furious to hear all that.

''It's outrageous., the white school of silat is willing to cooperate with the 'Black Kalong Association' of evil streams..''

''I think this is very embarrassing and tarnish the good name of the white school silat. moreover Ki Galing Brajapaksi has the heart to kill his own fellow students, even his son is also a destroyer of female honor..''

''Dad and son are the same bastard.wolf-feathered sheep who use the holy guise of white flow to commit crimes. I guess they both deserve to be cut off.!'' again, there were murmurings and curses from the silat figures.this time far more who also blasphemed the Blue Dragon until the disciples became confused and began to be hit by fear.

Pranacitra seemed not to care about everything that was going on. The tip of his black stick pointed to Ki Tanjung Semboro's empty left arm. ''Formerly the owner of the black iron rod in my hand once made your hand defective.even though the person is dead but the old debt must still be resolved is not.?''

Without giving the old man a chance to answer, Pranacitra continued to speak. ''Although many famous healers you have met but none of them are able to exterminate the ferocious poison that continues to gnaw on your left arm..''

''I'm sorry if I speak presumptuously, but Ki Tanjung Semboro would have died had he not been quick to get help from a female physician and other poison masters who have the title 'Mother of Physician of Poison Force.!''

The old man was aghast at the shock.This matter he kept tight because he had sworn to the person who helped him not to tell anyone that the Poisonous Physician Grandmother saved him. how did the young man know.?

''In the martial world there were two healers and female poison masters who were often at odds.the two of them were the 'Grandmother of the Death-Wand Physician' and another 'Mickma of the Poison Tuesday Physician., hardly anyone knows that both of them are brothers..''

''Although brothers and comes from a family of famous healers since hereditary, but the two of them never get along and always compete. if his sister creates the poison of the brother who made the antidote. vice versa. when the brother poisoned you, his sister who healed.so according to Ki Tanjung Semboro., how to solve this old thing.?''

Seeing the old man with the left arm of the butts still stunned silent, Pranacitra again continued his speech. ''What if this is the case, we fight only three moves.you attack me who defend. if I lose or killed by your golden machete consider my fate is unlucky. but if this lowly me is able to survive.your old problem with the owner of the black iron stick skull head is considered finished..''

Ki Tanjung Semboro close both eyes for a moment. when opening the eyes together his golden machete slashed on the ground.the roaring dust and sharp wind snatched several times.all those around him equally away. there have been created two deep strokes in the form of a circle. one circle around the body Puji Seruni is still mediated.a larger circle surrounds Ki Tanjung and Pranacitra.

In the movement, silat figures from the Blambangan area have shown the level of the height of the science of the machetes to be able to make two circles on the ground without having to move places. Pranacitra also acknowledged the strength of the opponent.

''No one can interfere in this matter, nor can my best friend Nyi Pariseta's student girl. Anyone who dares to enter the boundary of the circle I made, she must have died at the end of my golden cleaver.!'' ki Tanjung Semboro shouted loudly.Everyone involuntarily stayed away including Blue Dragon college students.

''Please Ki Tanjung Semboro start it.'' said Pranacitra while Menjura salute. stick head of his skull clasped in the right hand. his body slightly bent and head lowered. at first glance these silat horses look strange like without defense, but Ki Tanjung actually felt there was a terrible air emanating from there.

''The first step, 'God of the Bullet Down to Earth.!'' snapped Ki Tanjung while jumping almost three spears into the air. Up there he made a somersault and floated a few moments up there. His attitude was like a sky god who was about to descend into the world. the next moment he slid down while turning his weapon.a roll of glittering golden light grabbed Pranacitra's body.A bolt of sharp wind and roaring heat made everyone step aside. some of them who have low knowledge have collapsed with torn clothes and body skin like slashed.

The young man raised his staff across his head that remained down. Rotating one circle and then pierced upwards.coat of black light like a dark shield that protects his body. the ground of the rocks cracked apart.Gold and black light mixed with rolls of dust that covered the eyes.

Pranacitra complained of being held back. both his legs slit in to an inch into the hard ground.His black clothes torn some parts.although his blood flow was interrupted, although the flow of blood was interrupted, but the blood was disturbed, but with his very high inner strength he was able to handle it quickly.

''Haa., ha., good. It's my second attack, 'God Gobbles Through No Sound.!'' once again Ki Tanjung Semboro exclaimed all praise to the limp.His golden machete slashed evenly with the opponent's neck.no wind shot or flash of deadly light appeared. but Pranacitra screamed in shock as he swiped his iron rod repeatedly much faster than before.

'Traaang., traaang., blahang.!'

'Craaang., braaak!'

Pranacitra receded back to the boundary of the circle line. when he turned he saw the side of the stage behind him was destroyed. This young man felt the neck on the left. felt sore and slightly wet with blood. if only he had realized too late.maybe his skull had already rolled to the ground.!

The heir of the five veteran figures of the black stream was swearing his own stupidity.in the second attack he slightly underestimated the prowess of his opponent's style because it was not felt the flow of magic energy that came snatching. Pranacitra consciously has acted carelessly. At see the opponent is still standing and looking at him sharply.maybe he is preparing to launch the third step.

''Ha., ha., ha., although this game is quite interesting as well but I think until here alone.the third attack just assume there is no. because it is a life and death style. only I use it when my life is threatened.if not my enemy then myself will die.although I only have one arm but my life is quite pleasant and has a big name in the martial jungle..'' ki Tanjung Semboro said laughing jolted.not only Pranacitra was surprised to hear the decision of the old man, but many people also felt disappointed because they did not see a high-class silat show.

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