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Chapter 7

Not yet finished the sentence Tauke, two bouncers jump into the circle, savage hunting me.They attacked me empty-handed. I'm all set.

Move quickly over one of the fists

they, avoiding twitching to the right for the other fist, then hit back, slammed into his chest, one person fell.

The bouncer around the campfire cried out to see him.

The night mood is getting crowded.

I jumped dodging again as the opponent tried to slash at my feet, then still in position in the air, I kicked his back.

Fast and steady movement. Another one fell. My breath roared, I managed to beat two people, but damn it, man,

had not had time to put up the steady horses, from the circle forward again two people, yelling attack me.

One fist hit my stomach. The circle saw it. I complained, not out of pain but out of surprise, overtook my affected shoulder

second blow, down.

But I didn't fall, body

I just rocked, taking two steps back, to strike back quickly. Sending two punches that knocked my assailant down.

The rules of Amok are simple. For the attacker, once he falls on the sand, it is finished.

Can't attack

any more. And more simply for me, once I fall, it's all done.

Five minutes passed quickly. I kept on surviving the waves of bouncer raids. Sweat is pouring down the temples, the neck. My clothes are soaked.

My face was bruised in many places. Eleven bouncers have already dropped me, but they have also hit me in many places.

The longer, the advanced hitter the tougher it was, the harder it was to beat.

The next time, four savages chased after me, I was pressed again, raising both hands, trying to protect my body from being hit. They don't

recognize forgiveness, cry out, continue to launch attacks.

This circle arena fight

it sucks, it makes me not free. If it's a fight in an open room, I can steal

time ran here and there, then attacked back.

Instead, with a circle of artisans

hit me, every time I get to the edge, handyman

another rushing hit pushed me back to the middle while screaming at me.

I'm getting desperate. One fist smashed into my stomach, escaping from the stalk. Come on, I'm complaining of holding back the pain while cursing in my heart, I just

it took a gap of one-two seconds, once got it, it,

I can strike back.

I have to survive from

these four guys. How long have I survived? Eight minutes? Ten minutes? There is no clock. This might even be

not half of the conditions Great Tauke requested, these four people made it difficult for me.

I kept thinking fast, looking for a way to beat the handyman

the hit also continued to attack.

I'll use it, though,

making my body seem like it was about to fall, my hand grabbed a handful of sand, quickly throwing the sand away

into the faces of my assailants, then stomp my feet, stand up, lest I fall for real.

“Cheat!” Suddenly I heard screaming.

“Cheat!” The bouncer standing in the circle exclaimed, not accepting

I didn't listen to them.

I've ferociously attacked four bouncers who momentarily wiped

their faces, shocked by the grains of sand. The one-second gap I need. My fist moved quickly, two people fell down. Two seconds later

following the rest, slammed on the beach.

“CHEATING!”

What is cheating? I glared in disbelief,

returning a fierce circle gaze.

My face is red. My breath stinged, standing wiping the sweat on the face. Big Tauke himself said, this is a fight

bare hands, and anything around the arena is allowed to be used.

I used the sand, it was a strategy I suddenly got. Justeru amok

this is an incredible fraud. Where there are four to one deserves to be called an honorable fight.

The clutch raised its hand, telling the circle to be silent. The hoodlum shook his head, it wasn't cheating, though,

tell the others to stop protesting, immediately

assailed. After the sand throwing incident, the amok really turned into a mass fight.

I don't know who was commanding, dozens of people immediately hunted me furiously. They come from the front, back, right, left, like a flood

breaking dam. I've forgotten how many blows have hit my body.

How many bouncers were knocked down by my hands and feet. I ran here and there, holding out, all out,

shouting loudly, rampaging like a wounded fortress.

I even jumped to grab a piece of campfire firewood, using it as a weapon. The flames snatched, making them retreat. I

chase him, make the circle scattered. It kept me going

five more minutes.

“This child is scary, Tauke.” Kopong whispered, he was watching next to Tauke.

“I know. But your men should be able to

drop it before twenty minutes, Kopong.”

Tauke growled, “Or I was forced to keep my promise"

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