Munding - Legend of the Wolf Fighter

Munding - Legend of the Wolf Fighter
Chapter 263 - Coach part 3



Unlike the two people who are experienced and do have high flight hours. The teenagers who came here and lined up in front of the three of them were certainly not that easy when they felt the frightening sensation they had just felt from Munding.


Most of them immediately fell to the ground and vomited. Others sat back with pale faces and trembling bodies. Some of them fainted unconscious.


Munding only smiled and quickly raised his eyes. Of the forty teenagers in front of him there were about 9 people who had reactions not as severe as others. Their knees were trembling, cold sweat was drenching their bodies, but they stood still and looked at Munding with terrified gazes.


“Sun, these nine children passed the first stage. After this, send them to the room where we were talking. Just one more test I want to do to them,” said Munding slowly towards Arya.


Munding then walked back to the room while Afza was busy waking up some teenagers who had fainted and were unconscious. Arya also approached the group of teenagers and said slowly, “You are nine, follow your Coach to the room. Others, you can rest first in this place with Coach A,” said Arya slowly.


A child who was one of the nine men instructed to follow Munding by Arya seemed to hesitate a little and raised his hand.


“Sorry sir, I ask permission to speak,” said the child.


“Ya?” arya asked short.


“Didn't we all join the Bureau, then why did the Coach seem to do the selection again? This shouldn't be done, right?” ask the boy.


“Betul, all of you are already part of the Bureau. Coach A will educate you. It was our main plan, but there is something better than that,” Arya replied.


The nine children who were asked by Munding to follow him listened carefully to Arya.


“If you can train under the guidance of the Coach earlier, I guarantee you will become a much stronger fighter from now on,” continued Arya.


They all looked at each other and seemed to not believe Aryan's words. Who is Pakdhe? Even a wolf fighter like Arya would comment like that?


“I won't force you. You can stay here and be A's protege. Or you can go to that room and try your luck. In the end, if you fail there, you can still come back here again right?” arya.


Of the nine children Munding had asked for, 3 decided to remain in this place with the others. Arya just shook her head looking at the three of them. While the other six people walked with certainty towards the room that had been entered by Munding.


Shortly thereafter, six people entered the room where Munding stood with his hands folded behind his back. He smiled slightly as he saw that only six people had entered this room.


“Hmm. Only six people huh?” muttered Munding while looking towards all of them.


Four guys and two girls, all still looking young and young. Of the six people, there were 2 awakening stage wolf fighters and 4 initiation stage people. Munding certainly does not know, what choices they made when they used to do initiation, therefore, this time he wants to do his own self-selection.


“I'm not really your coach. My job in the Bureau is only one, offense,” muttered Munding slowly.


The six fighting wolves that were in front of Munding looked at each other in confusion. They did not feel the military aura of Munding's body at all, very different from Afza or Aryan. This man who calls himself Pakdhe looks like an ordinary man we often meet on the side of the road. Not even a single speck of intent came out from his body. That is what makes them doubt the identity of the Pakdhe who will be their coach.


“And until this second, the Bureau only had one member for the attacking team. The Bureau chief asked me to become a coach, because he wanted me not to be alone anymore when attacking our enemies. I'm embracing. But on condition you guys deserve to do that!” said Munding while raising his face slowly and starting to close his eyes.


Until this second, the six people finally realized who they were now dealing with. They were all born into a family very close to the life of a fighting wolf. Little or much, they certainly knew the lunge about the strongest fighting wolf that the Bureau had.


The fighting wolf is capable of dominating all opposition from the rest of the herd in Southeast Asia and brings the Bureau into its purported authority to regulate and control all the fighting wolves in the country.


“You ready?” asked Munding while closing his eyes.


The six people who had been so shocked from getting a sudden surprise quickly clenched their jaws and gathered all their intentions and spirits.


Negotiating.


A very legendary name.  In a matter of just a few years, his football was told by the elders and seniors of their families. A fighting wolf nicknamed Demon for its unbreakable dominance by its enemies.


And now, that figure was standing in front of them and also provided an opportunity to train them. Who wants to waste that opportunity? Because they knew, if the seniors of their families knew, if they got this golden opportunity but wasted it, what punishment would they receive.


Munding then opened his eyes.


When the six people looked towards Munding's dark black eyes, they were extremely shocked. Those eyes were extremely frightening and made their entire bodies shudder in fear. Only one word appeared in their heads.


Demon.


Then everything suddenly went dark.


Darkened.


Blacker.


Soupy.


Silent.


There's no sound.


There's no taste.


Where'sisthis?


Why can't I feel my own body?


How long have I been here?


Why is everything so dark?


The six people felt the same way. They are trapped in the domain of darkness belonging to Munding. But, Munding did that not because he wanted to harm the six of them. He wanted to find out how strong the self-awareness the six people had.


Munding also floated in this world of darkness. But unlike other people, Munding does not feel alien or afraid. He feels very comfortable. Like a baby in the arms of its mother. Like someone in the arms of his lover.