Munding - Legend of the Wolf Fighter

Chapter 74 - Warr!!

Munding sat in the back seat of a car. In the front seat sat the driver and Amel next to him. At times Amel would glance into the rear view and steal a glance at the village boy who was sitting in the back seat.

Inside Amel's head, the final scene of the duel was like a repeat.

Bram, the most feared student in the school and its surroundings, struck twice with his left hand towards Munding. Munding responded with a right-handed punch, accompanied by a right-footed kick.

Bram covered his head with his left hand and held back Munding's punch while launching a counterattack with his right hand to Munding's head, strangely he seemed to not see Munding's legs and let him hit his own head in a crushing manner.

Bram fainted on the ground.

The entire student then cheered incessantly after that. Amel admitted when Munding beat Bram earlier and when he lowered his right leg slowly, Munding looks cool.

“Ish, that village boy, where there's cool!!” amel argued in his heart, a rebuttal for himself.

But unknowingly, Amel from earlier occasionally glanced at the middle rearview and noticed the movements of the village boy who was sitting behind him.

Munding was certainly aware of Amel's actions, but he did not care about it. In Munding's head right now there's only one he's thinking about. How to improve the speed and accuracy of its movement? If possible, Munding also wants to learn to evade like Bram.

Frankly, when Munding swung the punch in succession earlier and Bram managed to dodge it perfectly, Munding felt a little envious of the ability possessed by his enemy.

And Munding wants to be able to do that too.

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“Yang you said it was real?” a male voice sounded from the phone held by A Long.

A Long was informing his father about the duel. A Long took this decision because he felt that the effects of the impending storm were too great for himself. He wanted protection from his father.

His father was named A Xiong and officially, A Xiong was the chairman of a civic organization based in Chinatown. An orgas named Long Jundui. But behind it, Long Jundui is a triad or gangster group whose members are majority of Chinese descent and have a strong influence in the underworld in Semarang.

“Iya Pa,” Reply A Long.

Hahhahahahahahaha.

Suddenly heard a laughing voice from A Xiong, “lu don't bother, if the enemy is looking for you schoolgirl, you face him!! If that's looking for you adults, tell him, you're my son!” said A Xiong.

“Siap Pa,” reply A Long with sumringah.

Obviously A Long was very happy, his father had warned from afar, never once use his name for the benefit of A Long. Papa wants him to try himself from below, therefore, all that Kupu Mas now has is A Long's own efforts.

But now, Papa gives permission to use his name when dealing with gangs from outside his school, even though it is only limited to gangs that are made up of adults, not a school boy gang like him. But still A Long felt that he was now wearing an invisible bulletproof vest because of it.

“Lu people want to try playing dirty using people's hands ha? Now it's only gonna hit you once. I don't know who set it up the new boy went in there, but I'm sure that he's not a village boy carelessly,” muttered A Xiong while exhaling cigarette smoke from his lips.

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News of Bram's defeat had already spread to the rest of the school that afternoon. From grade A to grade J, and for each class, from grade one to grade three. Some students even received a video submission of a duel recorded by a student who happened to be present at the ball field earlier this afternoon.

The entire school was overwhelmed by a slightly strange euphoria. They have a new ‘ruler’ now. A ruler who knows what he wants. But the new King also had no army. That made many small gangs in this school immediately intend to rebel that afternoon as well.

As predicted by A Long, the result of this duel also spread to all the gangs who were domiciled around this High School. In this school many students and students are of course widely spread into various groups.

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In a classroom located in an SMK with a distance of no more than 2 km from Harapan Bangsa High School where Munding attended school, the, a plontos-headed boy was sitting on a table and several children were sitting around him.

They were seen listening to the voice of the bald boy carefully.

“We must seize this opportunity, tomorrow afternoon, after school, we attack Harsa!!” said the Gundul boy with a scary face and stature of the plate.

Gundul boy named Hernowo Pamungkas, his cool call Wowo Gundul. He now sits in the 3rd grade of Sriwijaya SMK. And this year, he was the supreme commander for the war command in their school.

Unlike in Harsa, in Srivijaya there are no separate gangs. They are more compact because they are also fewer in number. There are only 3 classes per class. And the supreme commander is always held by the 3rd class.

The position was also chosen after a free-for-all duel for all candidates who wanted the commander-in-chief for a year. And for this year, the winner of the duel is Wowo Gundul.

Later when Wowo Gundul already wants to graduate, he will do the regeneration process in the same way, all 2nd class children who are interested in becoming a commander in the 3rd class, later, put in a closed and dark room, after which they will be given 15 minutes and after that, Wowo Gundul and the other third-graders will look inside, who is still standing and the winner of that crazy duel?

And as a child of SMK which is only filled with students with bars with the appearance as they please, it has become a dream for every generation of children of Srivijaya to conquer Harsa, the, for the noble purpose of ending their lives as disciples of SMK who always alone in the night of his club week.

Therefore, when Wowo heard that Bram had fallen and his successor was a new child without troops, he swiftly ordered his men to prepare for this holy war.

And without a doubt, all the representatives of the first, second and third-rate classes sitting in front of him instantly approved Wowo's proposal.

“For the cute girls waiting for us at High School Hope Nation!!!!” wowo said as he clenched his hand and held it up.

“Warrr!!!!!!!” answered the frontman of each class who sat in front of Wowo from earlier with a loud voice and sparkling eyes.

The acute singles group.