True Martial Arts
The Story of the World

"Paste the porridge you ordered so good that your tongue is not used to it."

Maheswari covered her mouth with an arm and laughed as well. Akhza offered Kala one of the dishes ordered by him. Kala refuses, but Akhza makes a statement.

"I purposely ordered this for you, I know you definitely won't be able to eat that earthen pulp. It's a Destroyer Crab, it tastes so much better than that porridge."

Kala did not see the dish in this bowl has a shape like a crab.

The one in the bowl is just a piece of meat similar to the piece of fish meat, which is bright white and has a surface that is more fragile than other meats. Akhza saw Kala's confusion from the frown on her forehead.

"This is not an ordinary crab, but a destructive crab. Destroyer crabs are large animals that have a height of eight spears and usually have a length of fifteen spears, but that depends on age and gender. Crabs like this, in their flesh always contain Prana which is beneficial to the development of the artist."

When he felt that the answer did not answer all the questions in his mind, he asked again, "Why is it called 'vandal'?"

Akhza then explains, "Destroying animals are animals that possess Prana. However, it has no sense. The average of them has a brain like a slithering creature that attacks when they feel threatened, making them referred to as Destroyers. Indeed they are able to control Prana, but the number of Prana they occupy has a limit. Sometimes destructive animals break through the tiers and become higher in their Prana capacity. Destroyers that successfully break through the levels are called spirit animals.

"This spirit animal is leading the destroyer. Destroyers who are transformed into spirit animals will be endowed with the mind of the class of animals giving birth and breastfeeding." Akhza took a breath.

"Maheswari, you continue!"

"Me?"

"Yes! You."

Maheswari nodded then looked at Kala with her beautiful eyes, and explained, "Spirit beasts usually form a group. The leader of the group was only one spirit beast. There is often a power struggle. Usually there are people who can speak human language for spirit animals whose intelligence is above average. And what you're eating right now is a destructive animal that contains Prana in its flesh, it's useful for the pranor to improve her practice."

"Pranor? Prana?" Looks like Kala forgot this.

Akhza and Maheswari both patted his eel.

Akhza explained, "Prana is an energy that can make you strong and have power. Prana can also prolong your age. Prana energy is all around you. Pranor is a human who chooses the path of martial arts as his life. In other words, he was a martial artist. In the past the term pranor was created because the terms martial artist and artist works are almost the same. But gradually, the use of the word pranor was reduced. When he becomes a pranor, he can fill his body with Prana. As for the rank of the prince myself I've explained before, right?"

Kala nodded. "Why is it called a pranor?"

Akhza and Maheswari were confused as was Kala. Why is it called pranor? Is it because of Prana? Is it strange to be spoken and heard?

"Ah, Cala. For that I can't answer it" Maheswari said.

"Just like me, until now no one knows who triggered the name of the prince."

"Then." Kala turned his gaze to Maheswari. "What is practice?"

Maheswari replied, "Practice is a level."

Kala nodded slowly at the sign of understanding.

They continued eating, after feeling that Kala had understood and would not ask again. When cutting crab meat with a fork and spoon, it does not need to spend a lot of energy because the texture of the meat is so soft. Kala found out that all the meat in this bowl was only a piece of the meat of one very destructive crab.

Kala's eyes blurted! The taste of meat crooked in his mouth.

This was the best taste Kala had tasted in his entire life. It feels like an ordinary crab, more savory and a little sweet, eating it also makes the body fresh and powerful when he is not a pranor.

"What food is this? This ... I've never felt true pleasure like this." Kala stammered halfly. "I also feel my body is powered when I'm not a pranor. Does this have an effect on ordinary people?"

Akhza snapped at his own head, reacting like someone who forgot or missed something. Akhza repeatedly cursed himself.

As for Maheswari, he looked at Kala in confusion and surprise.

"It shouldn't be able to feel it, unless you have Pran—"

Boom!

The sound of explosions came from Kala's body. Everyone on the third and second floors were shocked. What about Kala? His shock exceeded everyone.

It was suddenly soaked in sticky sweat. Kala panicked when she realized this was no ordinary sweat, it was black sweat!

Anything that is black, out of the body, sticky: it is dangerous!

"KALA, COME WITH ME!" Akhza pulled Kala's hand and jumped out of the restaurant from the window.

Jumping from the height of the sixth floor made Kala scream with her screeching. They quickly approached the ground, Kala closed his eyes.

Akhza skillfully used the science of lightening the body, his feet touching the ground like stepping on cotton. Akhza captured Kala and thus they survived with no injuries at all. Opening the eyes. Several times he blinked his eyes hoping that this was not heaven let alone hell. He fumbled his body, after which he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come, Kala. We don't have much time." Not yet able to breathe more, Kala was pulled by Akhza and left the restaurant towards the forest with incredible speed.

Maheswari was standing up, he let out a long sigh as Akhza and Kala left unseen. Thinking it won't get paid.

There was no reason for Maheswari to stay here, he packed up and left.

Having just wanted to climb down the stairs, Maheswari had already received a surprise attack from behind.

***

Kala was like a piece of cloth when carried away by Akhza, his body fluttering like a flag.

His right hand was held by Akhza. When it hit the cold air of the night, it gave an effect like the wind that was pounding on him. It should have been a cold damp wind that gave a soothing sensation, but Kala instead poured a heavy sweat. His robe was soaked with water. The longer the sweat becomes more. More worryingly, this was that black sweat!

He felt his sweat droplets fly free from his sandals that follow wet. They entered the forest deep enough. Akhza reduced his speed and stopped at the edge of a large river.

Kala felt his head dizzy seven circumference, really fast Akhza brought him.

Although the moon's white light was a dim light, it was not enough for Akhza. He brought up a long torch, which suddenly lit up with its yellow flames. Akhza then stuck the torch to the ground, this was enough to illuminate around them following with the river water. Akhza looked around, then spoke to Kala.

"When, get in the river. A shower!"