
*Golden Moon Hunt (Master Bule)*
Thirty Gold Moon School disciples surrounded the fifteen Black Finger Institution disciples, who were in a gathered position piling one up in a defensive formation called the Finger Kick Defense.
However, that condition seemed chaotic due to the presence of fifteen horses within the siege. The horses moved frantically also in the siege and the position was precisely a living fortress for the Black Finger College student group.
The siege itself was led by Buto Renggut and Jermung Sawa who were now sitting on their horses.
“Kill them all!” the Buto Command.
“Strike!” shouted the disciple leader continued the command of Buto Begut.
As many as half of the Golden Moon disciples immediately moved forward in unison past the horses that were blocking them. The existence of the horses that could not stand still, made it difficult for them to slide the disc weapon.
“Buto, didn't the Vice Chairman order to warn you in advance?” said Jermung Sawa.
“Ah, same thing. They won't be told to go home. They come here indeed his intention is to die,” said Buto Renggut.
Mass fighting also happened. The disciples of the Golden Moon were the aggressors, who made the dish a knife-like weapon. While Dendeng Pamungkas and friends fight to survive.
It turns out that black fingers can be pitted with a dish knife. Unlike the Black Finger disciples who had not yet black-fingered, they had to be more careful to face the attacks of the dish knives.
The attack made the horses so chaotic and did not want to take a headache. They ended up running around one by one leaving the battle circle.
However, there are a number of residents in the village of Julangangin who took the initiative to chase the horses that run and secure them outside the fighting area. They think, “sayang” if the animals of economic value just disappear.
Although the Black Finger disciples formation mode was defensive, but they could also hit back at his attackers. As for how the Fingerbread Defense works, the outermost row which is a reliable student will face all attacks without any steps back. In a fight, the outermost row will have time to advance a limited step or two, which makes the circle stretch. At that moment, the disciples in the inner row would quickly exit a few steps making a lightning attack, then retreat again into the defensive circle. Rhythm movements and attacks that go in and out occur regularly.
As at the time of the Ultimate Jerky, Taring Yoyong and the outer row disciples faced the attack of the Golden Moon disciples while pushing back two steps away, at the same time, suddenly the Black Finger disciples in the inner row moved out with another startling quick step and attack.
Buk buk buk …!
The fists from the inner layer Black Finger disciples that came in shock, managed to hit the bodies and faces of the Golden Moon disciples, as they were busy fighting with the outer layer.
After hitting an opponent in one fist bust, the inner layers back backwards and take cover behind the backs of the outer coatings.
“Boleh too,” said Buto Renggut rather surprised to see his juniors got mental. Then he shouted, “Winged Death Formation!”
“Winged Death Form!” shouted the student leader.
Set set set …!
Fifteen disciples who had yet to advance simultaneously flashed their flying discs. While the other fifteen who had had time to advance fought, quickly retreated take position. They also flew the plates.
“Guined Shield!” exclaim Dendeng Pamungkas fast.
The Black Finger disciples who were in the inner layer were holding each other's shoulders. They simultaneously channel the inner energy which then radiates and creates a clear transparent inner energy shield wall. However, the shield did not include Dendeng Pamungkas, Taring Yoyong and those who belonged to the outer ranks.
Ting ting ting …!
Sing sing sing …!
A portion of those flying discs instantly attacked the outer layer of defense of the Black Finger disciples. However, the plates could be fended off with fingers that were immune to sharp weapons.
It was impossible for Dendeng Pamungkas and the outer ranks of colleagues to fend off all the dishes, so some of the attacks also attacked the inner layer.
However, the dishes that attacked the ranks in the defense of Black Finger disciples, hit the inner layer of power wall that was not clearly visible because it was colorless. The flying discs bounced back to their owners.
“Strong continue!” yelled Jermaid Sawa to her juniors.
The same way was re-tried by the Golden Moon disciples. The Black Finger disciples remained in the same manner, again thwarting the aggression of the more numerous Golden Moon disciples.
“Strong again. We see, how long they can last!” yell Buto Bearded.
So far, Dendeng Pamungkas and his colleagues can survive in persistence. But the problem, the United Shield defense in the inner row began to weaken. Those normal-fingered disciples could not continuously drain their inner power to still maintain the shield wall.
The set!
“Akk!” the screams of a Black Finger disciple in the inner row, as one of the discs managed to pierce through the inner power shield that began to weaken and slash the left arm.
“United Shield weakened!” a disciple in the inner layer.
The condition made them turn anxious.
“Prepare to attack outside!” the words of Dendeng Pamungkas were only heard among them. He did not want to take the risk of continuing to defend until their defense was destroyed.
“Don't stop, soon their defense breaks!” yell Jermung Sawa.
The sweeest!
Suddenly from the other direction, six small, thin-tailed, blue-tailed lightballs shot out rapidly like the accompaniment of a mini fighter jet, which attacked the existence of Butot Renggut and Jermaid Sawa.
“Curtain west!” maki Buto Renggut surprised instead of playing while jumping left the back of his horse.
“Feast mules!” maki Jermung Sawa anyway and did the same with Buto Renggut.
Ctar ctar ctar …!
Six explosions occurred as the six rays hit an empty field.
“Deng Ultimate, we're coming!” shouted someone who had already flashed in the high air, along with six other colleagues. The one who shouted that out was none other than Brata Ala, one of the main disciples of the Black Finger Institution.
Brata Ala, Kulung, Rinai Serintik, Jernih Mega and the three other Black Finger disciples who were waiting for news in the center of Julangangin Village, immediately got news about the arrival of another group of Black Finger disciples. They also got news that the group had a surprise attack from the students of the Golden Moon Academy who were more in number.
The seven main disciples of the Foam Slope directly attacked the disciples who were throwing flying discs.
Cas cis cus …!
Bak bik buk …!
“Akk! Akk! Akk ..!”
The seven Black Finger main disciples easily netted their finger and fist attacks to the Gold Moon disciples he was fighting against. The attack of the black fingers easily bulldozed the skin and flesh of the opponent.
That relief attack messed up the formation and attacks of the Golden Moon disciples.
Seeing the appearance of his seniors, Dendeng Pamungkas and the others became smiling sumringah.
“Strike!” shouted Dendeng Pamungkas commando.
“Hiaat!” shouted colleagues Dendeng Pamungkas simultaneously while flashing in all directions. They went out of their defenses and came to the Golden Moon disciples in his place.
“My dear angel, come with me!” call Dendeng Pamungkas.
Gelis Sibening, who has so far been safe, immediately ran after her husband. It turned out that Dendeng Pamungkas invited him to fight together, just like if they slept together in the room.
In a short time, the Golden Moon disciples were actually made a mess by the Black Finger disciples, although their numbers were still more. The problem was, the influx of the seven Black Finger main disciples greatly changed the battle map.
One by one the Golden Moon disciples collided with the hole wounds on his limbs and spat out a lot of blood.
Buto Renggut and Jermaid Sawa became wide-eyed to see his juniors colliding and screaming. The flying discs were no longer as successful as they had been in the air.
The two main disciples of Wulan Kencana did not expect that the Gold Moon disciples could lose quickly, even though their numbers were far more.
“Munduuur!” the Buto Command. (BH)