Munding - Legend of the Wolf Fighter

Chapter 162 - Intent

After a while, Mia could finally manage to calm herself down. He smiled sweetly at Munding, “maybe if it becomes your secret, but you don't mind if I ask you something personal?”

“What kind of personal thing?” ask Munding.

“Maybe like family problems, origin, birthplace and such trivial things,” Mia replied while giving her sweetest smile.

“You don't bother. Please request my bio to Afza. He must have,” replied Munding.

Buakkkkk.

Mia's face felt like she was being stabbed again for the third time. This time, Mia must admit that the charm and tricks she has will not work for this strange man who is now beside her.

“OK. I'm first huh?” pamit Munding towards Mia and without waiting for the girl's answer, Munding immediately ran up towards the top of the hill without even turning his head.

After Munding managed to escape from Mia and did not see the girl's shadow again, Munding took a deep breath and exhaled her slowly. Finally he was able to make it out of the trap of the female snake. While next to the girl, Munding felt that she was being stared at by a snake that was watching and trying to recognize its prey. Munding had absolutely no interest in lingering with the girl.

If Munding is asked, is Mia beautiful? Munding may unhesitatingly answer that Mia is a beautiful girl, her beauty may be slightly more than his own wife, although it may not be as beautiful as the General's son, Amel. Especially after the Amel now choose to wear the hijab.

But, Nurul gave a different aura. He made Munding feel comfortable. The only taste he got from all the women he'd ever met. Even Amel could not provide comfort like Nurul.

“For the female snake, I even thought of Dek Nurul,” complained Munding slowly while continuing to run small to the top of the hill.

Soon, Munding got to where he was headed. On top of this small hill, there is only a field whose size is no more than a volleyball court that is only overgrown with short grass. There are no trees there.

Munding walked towards that place and stood right in the middle of the field and took a deep breath while opening his arms wide.

“No need to do that!” reprimand the voice of a woman from the side of Munding.

Munding glanced at the girl and smiled, “since when were you there?”

“Newly, but I still had time to see the expression of your face that pretentious to enjoy the beauty of nature. Though originally you only want to find a girl, right?” sulcan Afza.

“Means?” ask Munding confused.

“Halah, ngeles! I saw you talking to Mia when I walked here,” said Afza, “all boys are so, if at home aja sok alim. Remote turn bit, direct kegatelan,” he continued.

Munding just laughed. He doesn't care about Afza's words. There is no benefit for Munding to clear up this misunderstanding.

“Munding, from the first time I met at General Broto's house, I really want to share with you,” said Afza slowly, “but my mentor always forbids him and I listen to him,” continued the girl.

Munding took a deep breath.

“I told you yesterday, I'm not used to holding back when fighting because I've never been trained to spar with my own colleagues. I fight by betting my life,” replied Munding, “are you ready?” asked Munding while looking intently at Afza.

Afza felt his hair standing up as he stared at Munding. The sweet girl knew that Munding was serious about her words. That means, this fight is not just sparing, but will be a life-and-death duel.

Afza kept quiet without answering and put up his horses in response. Munding took a deep breath as he looked at Afza's reply. Sometimes what has to happen is inevitable. Munding saw flashes of fighting spirit and unyielding from Afza's eyes.

For a moment Munding respect appeared within him for the brave girl in front of him. Afza is the girl who first made Munding to think of her as a real fighter.

Hhhhhhhhh..

Munding mounted his horses and focused all his concentration on fighting the Afza wholeheartedly. Along with that, all of the fighting wolf intents gathered within him gushed out from his body and spread out in all directions along with the hissing of breath coming from his stomach while putting up his horses.

Ughhhhhhhhh.

Afza felt the tremendous pressure emanating from Munding's body and made her moan slowly. He gathered his fighting spirit and shouted loudly to try to neutralize the Munding intent.

Haaaaaa.

The pressure from the Munding intent felt by Afza gradually disappeared after he retaliated by taking out the intent he had himself.

The wolf fighter intent was something simple. All fighting wolves have them, even for the awakening stage fighting wolves. This intent was actually an aura emitted by a fighting wolf. Something that everyone actually has. Even ordinary people.

We all have felt what is called intent.

For example, when we are suddenly called our boss, when we enter the room, even though our boss has not said a word at all, we know that he will scold us. Maybe we describe it with the words ‘Feelingku really not good anyway?’ or ‘Keknya Boss again dapet nih’ or maybe a thousand and one other expressions, whereas the Boss still remains the same as usual, the atmosphere also remains unchanged. But there is ‘intent’ coming out of him, the anger he wants to overflow may be due to our mistakes.

Or when we suddenly feel that our partner is sad, angry, happy, confused and other emotions when he did not say it at all or even covered it. But, this kind of intent is certainly something that is weak and may not affect others.

Now, let's increase it a bit, have you ever done sparing? With a friend or close friend? Do you feel threatened or in danger? Even if, our friend did a super-death attack and screamed loudly, we would still feel relaxed and relaxed, because we know he was not serious about his attack. There is no intention at all to harm us while sparing.

We increase again, have you ever sparred with rivals or people you consider enemies and vice versa? We won't be as relaxed as sparring with our own comrades. Because we know, our opponent has the intention to harm us if given the opportunity.

And now, just imagine when we're dealing with a cold-blooded killer and he intends with all his heart to kill us. Especially when we imagine being faced with a tiger in the middle of the wilderness. And we instinctively know that in front of the Tiger, we are nothing more than a deer ready for prey.

All that emanates from their bodies is the intent, which makes us feel afraid, tense and all other forms of emotion without us realizing why it could happen. Everyone has it, but the fighting wolves master their intent and can use it freely.