Flying Umbrella Swordsman

The Failed Revenge

Sometime after Adijaya went to find someone Parwati asked for, Asmarini got off the horse carriage and sat on the bench in front of the store. Parvati remains inside. Its existence still has to be hidden.

This little girl was excited. This is my first adventure after marriage. He promised himself to keep his marriage. Whatever obstacles will be faced.

In addition to her sincere love, she also felt guilty for her father's treatment. He felt like he owed Adijaya and had to be paid with his soul.

Seen from the direction of the village gate some people headed to his place. They were the ones who had been bothering Asmarini. This time with a young man whose clothes were more luxurious.

Asmarini expected this. They must have brought back someone who is higher in knowledge and certainly his position as well.

"That's the guy, Juragan!"

Hearing the word juragan and seeing the young man, means he who is named Raksana who wants to be betrothed to Parvati. "It turns out that he doesn't look attractive at all," Asmarini's inner voice with a sneering smile.

Raksana immediately approached Asmarini who was now standing but did not look at him. For a moment his eyes were swaying the girl's tiny body.

"Oh, so you've made them hurt, beautiful too!" Both eyes were staring mischievously. He swallowed his saliva and his jakun went up and down. Like seeing a delicious meal.

"Yes, why, don't you take it?" reply Asmarini relaxed without looking at it one bit. No matter the naughty look of the young man. "Basic dirty brains!" he swore in his heart.

"Of course, you should take my punishment for what you did..."

"Punishment?" cut Asmarini. "Who's wrong?"

"Ka"

"They're wrong!" This time Asmarini stared intently at the young man before him. Raksana still wears a cynical smile.

"Oh, you dare me?" tukas Raksana's. "No one can stand against me and against my will!" His face turned fierce.

"So what should I do? Should you just be so oppressed by them?" Asmarini's tone was deliberately made up but with a thin face.

"You asked to gag his mouth!"

"Try if you can!"

Directly release the site attack. He is not willing to exert his inner strength. Seeing the condition of his men is enough to give a description of the strength of the girl. But he remained confident that he could cripple this little girl.

Actually, he did not want to hurt the girl because he was interested in her beautiful body shape even though tiny. He was curious, it was rare for such a girl to exist.

This first strike was only about air. Asmarini was able to dodge when the tread was almost on his face. The girl's position had not shifted in the slightest when the aftershock arrived.

Up to seven strikes in three strokes, Asmarini was able to dodge without shifting both legs. Her body is beautifully curled to form the style of the Rapati Dance. The men of Raksana were stunned to see him. Especially when facing directly. He must resist his desire.

"Actually I want to face your father who is said to be the most powerful person in this village!" pongah Asmarini fished while continuing to dodge.

"Against me you're not necessarily capable!" snoring increases attack speed. Then he felt wrong. His face was red.

"Isn't it upside down? How many moves have you put out but can't touch me?"

Raksana. What the girl said was true, she had not once touched him with an attack. It has increased power and speed. The girl's taunts managed to make her heart hot.

"Just go back and beg your father!" Finished talking as soon as Asmarini saw the opponent's gap and immediately utilized.

His right leg made a kicking movement from the bottom up. Rapid attacks that cannot be avoided.

The young man's left waist was crumbling. His body slammed to the right almost fell if not immediately balancing itself. Distance away because the kick is used to draw breath and exert more energy.

"That's all?" Asmarini smiled mockingly.

The more angry. He looked at his men, gesturing to help him. But they seem doubtful. Previously they were overwhelmed even though the number was more.

"Aren't you better than your men, why are you still asking for help!"

Asmarini's taunts made his face red. Heart's hot. No one had ever dared to insult him before. But this girl was not afraid at all.

It was probably true that only his father was capable of countering. But the age as young as this knowledge is already high? Who's teacher?

Execute a jaw-dropping. Not wanting to get embarrassed in front of his own men, he finally returned to attacking with full force. This time he took out his machete weapon which was bigger than his men.

Wugh!

Trang!

I don't know when Asmarini drew his sword, know already fended off the sabetage of the opponent's goal. The huge mace trembled as it collided with the Golden Flower sword. This girl still stood up.

The hands of the Wise who was holding the cleaver also shook. He could not believe the slender sword was capable of holding his weapon. But he did not think about it anymore, he continued to rotate and slash his machete in accordance with the movement pattern used. The mainstay.

The wind roared from the movements of this great weapon. Looks like Raksana has perfectly mastered this style. He had no trouble at all using a machete whose weight was heavier folds times than a regular weapon.

But unfortunately, until this far he still can not touch the opponent. Even just tearing a shirt or cutting a hair. Asmarini is so agile. This girl was like gaining new strength after several times using the Golden Flower sword.

And as usual, a fragrant scent filled the air where the fight was taking place. The fragrant aroma that he somehow made, Asmarini himself did not know about it.

A few days ago he had not found himself in a match against Sekar Kusuma. Now his feelings are getting stronger.

Trang!

Plaque!

Two guns came back very hard. It also causes a very loud vibration. Asmarini just three steps back. While the Raksana is worse.

Raksana figure bounced to hit the guardrail. The wedge broke slightly at the top. He does not believe what he is going through. The clash of the weapon left him with a wound on the inside. Blood dripped down at the corner of his lips.

By propping up on his machete Wake up slowly because it holds tightness in the chest. Some of his men immediately helped and then let their employers leave the place.

"You'll get the payback!" shouts Execution.

"Good, I wait for your father and your father's teachers!" challenge Asmarini sneered.

Asmarini breathed a sigh of relief. There Raksana's entourage passed by Adijaya who was walking with a young man.

"Surely my husband also had an obstacle there,"

Asmarini smiled sweetly even though Adijaya was still some distance away. He would tell the story with enthusiasm.

Thank you to everyone who supported this novel. May it always be given abundant reserves in this pandemic. Aami...