Alma's Journey Looking for a Mother

Teacher Bule 24: Alma VS Rich Beggar

*Golden Moon Hunt (Master Bule)*

Now, the Demon Queen Goddess of Two Teeth Alma Fatara is opposite a dry puddle with the Rich Beggar.

While Black Mbah, Cucum Mili, Anjengan and the others were watching from a place a bit far away. They also have secured the horses after a chance to shake their glasses because of the falling clash.

“I give you a suggestion, Cake. Better not to use your cane if you fight against me, then you can do harm!” the Exclamation of Alma Fatara.

“Hahaha!” laughter of the Rich Beggar. “Looks like you're a cunning kid, Alma!”

“Not crafty, but ingenious. Hahahak!” alma said, laughing.

“Good, I won't wear a stick!” said the Beggar Kaya then stick his black stick to the ground until it entered as deep as four feet.

“Hahaha!” alma's laughter is relaxed. “If your devotion is as high as the Beggar Batok Bolong, it is better to undo your intention to take revenge. Know, I was more powerful than two years ago!”

“Hahaha! Arrogant you are also Alma!”

“But my arrogance is worth my magic, Cake. Hahaha!”

“It looks like you are also a fast smoker!”

“You can prove it yourself, Cake!”

Suddenly Alma Fatara galloped down the crater to cross over to the position of Beggar Kaya. The dark blue-robed grandfather gasped at Alma's actions.

Sess! Blars!

Claps!

“Surprise!” it was Alma who surprised the Rich Beggar.

After not expecting to see Alma running down the giant puddle, but he could jump as a magician, the Rich Beggar tried Alma by throwing him a yellow light ball, but as big as a fist.

Alma Fatara dodged by jumping on the wheel, making the ground bottom of the pit explode.

However, when Alma landed from his avoidance, Alma suddenly disappeared like magic. Know-how he appeared in the air, right on the left side of Rich Beggar's body while saying “Kejutan”.

Alma's right leg was already wagging strong again.

Dak!

Although surprised by the shock from Alma, as the old swordsman who was filled with the salt of life and the micinnya of the fight, the Rich Beggar swiftly deflected the kick using his left hand. It felt so high in energy at the kick, that the Rich Beggar had to strengthen the strength of his footing on the ground.

Wuout!

However, Alma's left foot caught up with more extreme and powerful speed.

Claps!

It turns out that the Rich Beggar chose to disappear without becoming a tempe. Alma's left leg shot through the wind as the grandfather moved away.

“I can't accept you dodging like that, Cake!” yelled Alma Fatara then darted straight to find the Rich Beggar.

Relying solely on his inner strength on both his hands and feet, Alma pounded the Rich Beggar with punches and kicks. The speed of Alma's hand and foot attacks could not be seen by ordinary eyes.

Perhaps only the Sweet Spear could clearly see the movements of the two fighters, it was due to the excess of the Ocean Princess Scales. While Black Mbah could only faintly see the movements of Alma and the Rich Beggar, but he could still follow the course of the fight.

The beggar Rich is serving Alma Fatara at the speed of Satan. As an old swordsman, although he was surprised to see the power of Alma, but he was actually excited to get an opponent that he rarely found. Alma is a young girl.

Rich Beggar not only fended off and defended, but he also counterattacked in the form of punches and kicks that were not less fast.

For quite a long time two different generations of warriors were selling and buying attacks at the speed of Satan. It really made the Rich Beggar happy and curious.

Set set set …!

“Sneaky boy!” maki the Rich Beggar while suddenly darting backwards leaving Alma Fatara who was laughing at where he stood.

“Hahahak ..!” alma's laughter was as loud as that of the fathers.

While the spectators were tense since then, so somewhat relieved. Because, if Alma laughs, it means he excels.

The beggar Kaya is now standing in a bloody condition along with torn clothes in four parts, namely the shoulders, chest, left arm, and left thigh. Four blood-red tears, indicating that the four wounds were bleeding.

Because of the sharp incision of Alma Fatara's fingers that suddenly became a finger knife in the middle of the attack, to the extent that made the Beggar Kaya did not scream magic. He was only surprised to find that Alma's fingers could be as sharp as a sword. Hi that's what made him cursing and then darting backwards.

“This is a life-betting fight, Cake. If I'm not sneaky, how could I possibly win over a beggar like you? Hahaha!” alma said buy yourself. “I tell you, my fingers are indeed as sharp as a sword. So don't come near me. Hahaha!”

“Alright, I won't approach you!” the Rich Beggar.

The old man moved down crouching.

“Eh, what do you want to do, Cake? Are you going to poop?” alma asked while pointing at the Rich Beggar.

In a crouching position, the Rich Beggar had spread out his two hands that were glowing red spouting fireworks.

“Hup!” the Rich Beggar Claw as it suddenly leapt bouncy high into the air, to the height of the treetops.

Ses ses ses …!

From above that air, the two hands of the Rich Beggar moved swiftly alternately like a machine, throwing balls of incandescent rays downwards.

Blar blar blar …!

Alma Fatara looks like a chick being bombarded by an eagle. He ran there and came here, jumping a few times screaming. There were as many as twenty balls of red light that rained down on Alma and blew up the ground randomly.

Actually, Alma Fatara could have disappeared like a demon in avoiding the rain of the light ball, but basically Alma is a former beach boy who is ignorant. He prefers to act like an overstretched person.

Ses ses ses …!

After twenty balls of light were released as an air strike in such a short time, the Rich Beggar again pelted Alma with balls of glowing red light as his body floated down to the ground.

Again Alma Fatara relied on the speed of his movement in avoiding the invasion of rays coming from the horizontal direction.

Blar blar blar …!

The lights destroyed everything he hit. The ground, tree trunks, shrubs, and others, were beaten to pieces. Mbah Black and colleagues are already in a safe position, so it is not possible to be the target of wrong target.

Until when the two legs of the Mutant Beggar landed on the ground, he still continued to glide red rays, as if his fuel did not know the word run out.

For that part, Alma Fatara dodged the attack while leaping forward near the position of the Rich Beggar.

The grandfather continued to attack without a word of surrender.

Zing!

Test test test!

As Alma grew closer to the Rich Beggar, the grandfather kept gliding his ball of light. According to him, the closer the distance means the greater the chance.

But suddenly, Alma Fatara's body was protected by a thick, clear purple wall. A total of the last three red rays struck the wall of light.

“Satan!” the shriek of the Rich Beggar was shocked when he saw his last three red rays that he had taped off, bouncing back to him at close range.

Claps! Ctars!

“Hukh!” the Wealthy Beggar.

The Rich Beggar had already disappeared from his place in dodging his own three ray attacks. However, the beam still had time to hit him first. One explosion made the Rich Beggar complain with his body thrown short as far as two spears alone.

“Yeee!” the cheer of the Maize Handheld Army suddenly, replacing the crowd of explosions that destroyed the area of the small forest road.

“Life Wrestling Demon Queen!” yelled Anjengan from a distance.

“Life Wrestling Demon Queen!” yell at the others more.

But apparently, the Rich Beggar is okay. It was proven that he rose with the condition that was still as before, with four bloody wounds.

“Truly cunning how to fight you, Devil Boy!” the Rich Beggar.

“Hahahak ..!” Alma Fatara replied with her laughter. “You should get used to my fighting ways, Cake. I still give you some leeway!”

“Bogged!” yelled the Rich Beggar snapping. (BH)

 

YUK! Listen to the dubing Om Rudi in the audio book entitled MARANTI (Food of the Dead) by Author Junan. Count around while waiting for Alma up up.