The Fragrant Wood Swordsman
pkh 08 part 2
"Later on, Thiang Seng Cinjin!" Suddenly Pak-san Kwi-ong said with a loud voice. "When I go forward and succeed and snatch the sword of Siang-bhok-kiam, will it be mine?"
"That's how Temperature has decided" replied Kiang Tojin.
"And the others can't take it from my hands?"
"As long as Locianpwe is here, we will guarantee that no one will interfere without dealing with us. Of course, they have the right to try to take it out of Locianpwe's hands without resorting to violence. It has been decided by the temperature that no violence should be used in Kun-lun-pai region. Of course outside of Kun-lun-pai territory, it is not our duty anymore to interfere in the affairs of anyone."
"Ha-ha-ha, fair enough! Well, let me try your hand, Thian Seng Cinjin!"
Laughing Pak-san Kwi-ong stepped forward, then mounted the horses in front of the grandfather who was the leader of Kun-lun-pai. The other two black grandfathers were not as fierce as these black figures. They, like Ang-bin Kwi-bo and Pat-jiu Sian-ong, are more astute and more cautious.
They were unable to measure up to where the intelligence level was and to where the power of this sinkang chairman Kun-lun-pai was. Instead, they already know to what extent Pak-san Kwi-ong's strength compares to them. Therefore they feel more ‘sip’ to wait. They will only try if Pak-san Kwi-ong fails, or will only try to snatch the sword from the hand of the northern black grandfather if the word sword can be snatched by Pak-san Kwi-ong.
Everyone looked tensedly at the two grandfathers who were now ready to pit their energies for the wooden sword. For a moment they just stood looking at each other with eyes full of vibration because it was full of sinkang energy. Then, slowly Pak-san Kwi-ong raised his right hand and grasped the body of the wooden sword whose handle was held by Thian Seng Cinjin, who was holding it, while his left hand was superimposed on one between two skulls hanging on his waist.
The two grandfathers seemed to be silent like statues, but in fact they had begun to exert the power of the sinkang channeled through the right arm directly into the wooden sword, pushing each other, and then moving, and draw swords with each other. The two invisible giant sinkang forces met each other violently, both arms trembled and the wooden sword trembled even more, until it swayed to let out a rustling sound, then...
"Protkkk...!" the sword shattered into pieces!
There were shocked exclamations from everyone watching the match, and even Thian Seng Cinjin's face turned pale. The normally laughing Pak-san Kwi-ong was now wide-eyed at the top of the sword, which had now been chapped, had become useless pieces of wood in his hands.
Kiang Tojin, Ang-bin Kwi-bo and Pat-jiu Sian-ong each stepped forward and picked up a few pieces of wood scattered on the ground, and they examined the pieces of wood, which they found, kissed her.
"Ohhhhh...!"
"Ordinary wood...!"
"No smell inside!"
"It's not Day-bhok-kiam...!" This last cry of Kiang Tojin was what made everyone dumbfounded and look at each other. Thian Seng Cinjin himself gawked, looked at the handle of the sword in his hand and it only turned out by him that the handle of the sword was crudely made.
"Mom... Afternoon-bhok-kiam...?" tanyanya stutters.
Kiang Tojin knelt in front of his temperature. "Yes, temperature. Teecu has been deceived by Cia Keng Hong! The sword was completely open by noon-bhok-kiam!"
"How can you be so sure that the sword is not Siang-bhok-kiam?" thian Seng Cinjin asked and his face turned red with embarrassment.
When he was a great figure, the leader of Kun-lun-pai, until he was tricked by a boy who was still snot like Sin-jiu Kiam-ong's student? Others, including the three Grandfathers of Sam-kwi, the black grandfathers listened attentively.
"Teecu sure. This sword was made from the tree wood that grew here, which indeed somewhat smelled good. This sword is impossible Siang-bhok-kiam because according to the news, Siang-bhok-kiam sword is made of wood whose hardness exceeds steel, while this sword is made of ordinary wood. Now understand why the boy gave us this sword so easily!"
"Satanic boy!" Suddenly Lian Ci Tojin cursed. "I already knew that he was not a good human being! His science of sucking up the sink alone already showed that he was a demon candidate! And Twa-suheng believes in him so much! It's so embarrassing!"
"Lian Ci, shut up!" Thian Seng Cinjin snapped with a loud voice in embarrassment and anger. In front of so many outsiders, he was not happy to hear his disciple blame his own brother.
Suddenly Pak-san Kwi-ong laughed. "Ha-ha-ha-ha! How funny! The bull-nosed bulls in Kun-lun-pai were beaten by Sin-jiu Kiam-ong, a boy who was still snotting! How funny, of course, this will be the fruit of a joyous conversation in the world of kang-ouw. And did you know that the boy who tricked you is now having fun playing crazy with two beautiful girls student Lam-hai Sin-ni? Ha-ha-ha, really that brat surpasses his teacher in every way! We have all been deceived by him, but the ones who actually ate the shit that the boy threw were the Kun-lun-pai tosu!"
Thian Seng Cinjin's face briefly red briefly pale. This inner blow is so great because it is forever only this time that Kun-lun-pai experiences something really very embarrassing. He was also unhappy with Kiang Tojin because this fraud actually happened because of Kiang Tojin's love for Keng Hong. If the words were not so deep the affection of his student towards Keng Hong, certainly not so easy he was tricked because there was already suspicion.
Outraged, the leader of Kun-lun-pai then said to Sian Ti Tojin and Lian Ci Tojin, instead he selected two people among his students who had opposed Kiang Tojin.
"Sian Ti and Lian Ci! Now also pinto order the two of you to go find and capture Cia Keng Hong, then bring her here!"
