The Fragrant Wood Swordsman
pk 01 part 3

Other than this, it was also a very hard weapon, making the palm of his hand holding the handle of the whip feel hot and spicy. With a backward leap while twisting her whip, this grandmother managed to save herself. His face became red once and he curses while pointing at his whip.

"Sie Cun Hong, you old man growing old!"

The old man laughed, but his laughter stopped when from the left a voice shook vigorously. "Omitohud....!"

At the sight that now advanced were two bald Hwesio men who were sixty years old, the old man looked at him in a calm but questioning manner because he did not know these two priests.

"Locianpwe really has proven how the nickname Sin-jiu Kiam-ong (King of the Sword Hand Sakti) is right because the hands of Locianpwe are really powerful!" said one of the two priests whose eyebrows were white and whose body was thin.

The second Hwesio who was black and of great stature only doubled both hands in front of the chest while repeatedly praising, "Omitohud.!”.

Sin-jiu Kiam-ong Sie Cun Hong is still sitting cross-legged and now he also doubles both palms in front of the chest as a salute. Facing two pastors who were so meek, who were so condescending that they called locianpwe the upper class, he became alert and cautious. The arrogant should not be feared or feared, but those who are gentle and gentle should be careful because those who seem weak are really tough opponents.

"Ahh, it's hard to accept the praise ji-wi (both masters) which is actually empty full of wind. The old me became aware of my age being too old, because usually the arrival of the Hwesio like ji-wi is to worship the one who is willing to die or the one who is dead so that his life can be accepted in a good place. Who is ji-wi and what is the meaning of this ji-wi presence in Kiam-kok-san?"

"Mythohud...! The two of us were nothing but insignificant little hwesio-hwesio who became the envoy of Siauw-lim-pai to meet Locianpwe."

"Ah, it is from Siauw-lim-pai college...! What a great honor!" The grandfather said dumbfoundedly.

"Pinceng Thian Ti Hwesio and he this is Sute (sister of the school) Thian Kek Hwesio, who, representing the temperature of being the head of Siauw-lim-pai to beg Locianpwe to like to hand over Siang-bhok-kiam to us. Temperatures beg Locianpwe to remember how patient and undemanding Siauw-lim-pai was when Locianpwe thirty years ago stole the books of Seng-to Ci-keng (Star Book of Travel) and I-Kiong Hoan-hiat (Textbook Moving the Blood Way). Given the high temperature that Locianpwe now in the last moment will repay the kindness of Siauw-lim-pai and give Siang-bhok-kiam so that all the knowledge stored in it will not fall into the hands of the he was misguided and used to screw up the world!"

"Omitohud!" Hwesio high huge Thian kek Hwesio stepped forward while snapping loudly.

Now the hwesio widened his eyes looking at Sin-jiu Kiam-ong, and it turned out that his eyes were wide. His face imagines rudeness and honesty like the face of Thio Hwie, the heroine of the Sam Kok story.

"Locianpwe seems to want us to use the Locianpwe method itself. You must not borrow books and use your wisdom to obtain them. Now that we are asking carefully not to give Locianpwe, does that mean that we should also use intelligence to get the sword of Siang-bhok-kiam?"

Sin-jiu Kiam-ong looks at the hwesio with a smile, his eyes shining with joy. A hard and honest person always gets a liking in his heart, because such a person is easier to deal with. He nodded and replied,

"If such is your insight, then it is true so it seems."

"Hemm, nice! Sin-jiu Kiam-ong is renowned as a master swordsman, but his little-known swordsman has also been training for decades!" After saying so, Thian Kek Hwesio turned his body and with a strong sturdy movement, his large right arm then pushed with a punch forward, pushing forward, towards a tree three meters away from where he was standing.

The fierce blow of the wind made the tree trunk tremble, the leaves were like a typhoon, and the leaves fell on the ground like rain! If a man were to be attacked with a long-range blow like this, his bones would surely crumble, and his chest would fall out!

But Sin-jiu Kiam-ong smiled broadly to welcome the demonstration of the power of the sinkang that reached such a high level. "Ha-ha-ha! Building is hard, but ruining is easy. Man is the greatest destroyer of all creatures! Thian Kek Hwesio, to destroy and tear the tree down to its roots is what everyone can do, but can you make a leaf? Hemm, let me try to return the leaves to their place, though it is impossible to return as they were originally because that power belongs only to Thian!"

Sin-jiu Kiam-ong who was still sitting cross-legged moved his hands forward, towards the fallen leaves scattering on the ground and, all of a sudden all of the leaves were moving, circling and flying up the tree and then clinging to the branches and twigs, there was a handle that stuck, some are attached to the tree trunk, but nothing falls down again!