Rajawali Sakti Swordsman

Red Dragon Eps. 05 Bag. 1

Jatiwangi VILLAGE is not as usual. Umbrellas and various kinds of decorations scattered throughout the village. Looks really lively. The cheer is reflected on every face of its inhabitants Flocking them towards the entertainment stage that is in every corner of the village.

Actually, it is not only the villagers of Jatiwangi who look cheerful with excitement. The surrounding villages also did not escape the cheerful atmosphere. Not a few people from the neighboring village are crowded in a village full of entertainment stages. Of course this excitement was also greatly felt by the Village Chief Jatiwangi.

Ki Rangkuti smiled proudly to watch his villagers rejoice. His pair of eyeballs twinkled around him. The village chief who was elderly but still looked dashing, sat down accompanied by two special guests who were invited specially. The one sitting to his right was a man about forty years old. His face still looks handsome and handsome. On his back perched a sword with a golden handle. That weapon was what made him known as the Golden Sword God.

While the one sitting to the left of Ki Rangkuti was a white-haired old man. His clothes were pure white. His eyes are shining, signifying a wise man. He doesn't seem to have any weapons. Everyone will know him. This old man with a full look of authority is known as the Angel Shadow.

At that moment suddenly a young man with a long spear in hand approached. Ki Rangkuti's eyes were immediately fixed on him.

“What's up, Darmasaka?” ask Ki Rangkuti.

“There is an old woman who wants to meet, Father,” said Darmasaka who turns out to be the son of the village chief.

“Who is he?” ki Rangkuti asked as he furrowed his brows. To his knowledge he never invited a female guest.

“He did not want to mention his name. Said Dad must have known him,” sahut Darmasaka.

“Hm..,” Ki Rangkub muttered.

“Does he have a gun?" ask the Golden Sword God.

“No,” sahut Darmasaka fast.

“The clothes are all blue and only carry a snake-headed stick.”

“He rides a white horse with a black stripe on his neck?” ask the Angel Shadow.

“True!” answer Darmasaka.

“Not wrong, definitely the Female Snake," muttered the Golden Sword God.

“You invited him also Rangkuti?” asked Shadow Angel looking at Ki Rangkuti who had been silent since.

Ki Rangkuti who had guessed who had come, only shook his head slowly. He did not expect that the Serpent would come uninvited. While Darmasaka just looked on not understanding. His heart wondered to see the change in his father's face that seemed to dislike the presence of the old woman nicknamed the Female Snake.

As they fell silent, suddenly there was a neighing sound and the clattering of horse legs. A white horse riding on an old woman dressed in blue entered the spacious courtyard of the village chief. The horse stopped right in front of the front porch, where the four men were standing.

The old woman was none other than the Serpent. Agilely and lightly he leaped off his horse as if to show off the science of lightening the beautiful body on the four men in front of him. It was so sweet of his feet that it imprinted on the ground after spinning in the air twice.

“You're having a big party, why not invite me, Rangkuti?" the voice of the Serpent Feminine was small but sounded high.

“Pardon my negligence, Serpent Feminine,” says Ki Rangkuti slowly with dignity. “not one of my people knows where you live.”

“Hik hik hik..,” the Snake Feminine chuckles. “I don't question your people, Rangkuti. I came here just want to enjoy your big party.”

Ki Rangkuti took a long and heavy breath. There was a little relief in his chest. If the arrival of the Serpent was just enjoying the party, there was no problem for him. Only what feared the arrival of the old woman could destroy all the plans she had prepared for months in full calculation.

“You won't let me sit in the invitation seat, Rangkuti?” said the Serpent Feminine.

“Please. Choose a place where you like,” Ki Rangkuti spread both hands.

Laughing with a small snigger, the Serpent Feminine stepped up the porch of the house. He then sat down beside the Golden Sword God. Ki Rangkuti was still standing even though his three guests were already sitting in their respective places. There are eight more empty seats. Not all the invitations were present. Though his plan today is the culmination of all the great feasts that have been carried out.

Ki Rangkuti beckoned Darmasaka to approach. Without wasting any more time, the son of the village chief came forward to approach his father. He gave a small nod to the three invited guests Ki Rangkuti. Darmasaka stood beside his father against the shadow of the Angel.

“You take good care of the horse Snake Female, then add one more seat here,” said Ki Rangkuti ruled.

“Good Dad,” sahut Darmasaka.

Darmasaka immediately stepped over to the white horse of the Serpent. Then he led her back. The other two horses belonging to the Shadow Angel and the Golden Sword God had been moored there.

“Truly filial son, Rangkuti,” said Snake Female after Darmasaka vanished behind the house.

Ki Rangkuti just smiled, then sat down in his own chair. His heart was still unable to calm down with the presence of the uninvited Female Snake. He had not been able to estimate the true intent of the arrival of the Female Snake. His heart only wished that the Serpent Feminine would only want to enjoy this huge feast in Jatiwangi Village.

Not long ago came one by one invitation From their appearance it was clear that all of them were the magic figures of the martial jungle. They were all men, except for the Serpent. They sat in their respective places, facing the large stage that stood in the middle of the courtyard of the village chief's house.

The residents had started to arrive to fill the courtyard around the stage. In the not too distant future, the courtyard of the Jatiwangi Village Chief was crowded with people. They all wanted to witness the peak of the big party event.

What party is going on in Jatiwangi village? Actually not a party celebrating something but Ki Rangkuti held this party to welcome the establishment of the newly established Padepokan Jatiwangi by inviting figures of the jungle.

On the right side of the stage stood dozens of young people wearing golden yellow uniforms. They all held long spears. They were the first students of Padepokan Jatiwangi. In the front row sat five teachers. From the appearance of the five people it can be measured if they have knowledge that is not low.

The boisterous sound of cheers instantly stopped when the gong sound was struck three times. Ki Rangkuti stood with a dignified attitude. His steps slowly and steadily headed to the stage. All eyes looked towards the old man who was full of the radiant charm. Ki Rangkuti stood upright in the middle of the stage. For a moment his eyes swept toward the people of his village.

“Brothers, I am happy On a very historic day for all residents of Jatiwangi Village. Thanks to the blessing of the Almighty we can all achieve our lofty intentions today. On this happy day, I as the Head of Jatiwangi Village will inaugurate the establishment of the only Padepokan Jatiwangi in this village that we love,” slowly and regularly the words of Ki Rangkuti but sounded echoed to all corners.

All eyes were still on this proud man. No one makes the slightest sound.

“On the seventh day of Sanga month, I on behalf of all residents of Jatiwangi Village inaugurated the establishment of Padepokan Jatiwangi!”

The sound of cheers and loud applause rang out as soon as Ki Rangkuti finished his words With the excitement of everyone present to welcome the establishment of Padepokan Jatiwangi which is the only one in this village.

Ki Rangkuti just smiled happily to receive the warm welcome of all his villagers. His chest felt almost broken witnessing a welcome that had never been imagined before. The plan to establish Padepokan Jatiwangi turned out to run smoothly without the slightest interference. Ki Rangkuti was only able to breathe a sigh of relief for a while, when suddenly a black shadow flashed rapidly towards the stage.

Surprised muttering voices sounded as soon as the black shadow earlier was already on the stage. It turned out that an old woman with a face full of wrinkles was already standing upright in front of Ki Rangkuti. His right hand held a black stick that was wrapped around like a snake. The head of the stick was round unevenly.

“Devil Black Stick..,” muttered Ki Rangkuti so recognize the woman standing in front of him.

“Hik hik hik..., it is not easy to set up one padepokan. I came just wondering, does Jatiwangi Village deserve to have a silat padepokan?” the Black Stick Demon's voice sounded soft, yet filled with painful ridicule.

“It feels like I didn't invite you, Devil Black Stick. It is a great honor for me that you will be present at the inauguration of Padepokan Jatiwangi,” said Ki Rangkuti.

“I don't like friendly events. I came here to test whether Padepokan Jatiwangi is standing!” the Black Stick Demon Grunts.

Hot ears Ki Rangkuti heard it. But as Padepokan's master teacher, as well as Jatiwangi Village Chief, he must be able to control himself. Not yet had he answered the challenge, suddenly Darmasaka jumped lightly. He knew he was standing in front of his father.

“ Allow me to teach a lesson to the impolite women of this Dad,” said Darmasaka.

"Be careful. He is very cunning and high level of intelligence,” said Ki Rangkuti wisely.

That was the difficulty so the master teacher of the plank He should be able to withstand all forms of feelings. Wisdom always accompanies in every attitude and action.

“He, boy! What are you standing there for?” snarled the fierce Black Demon Stick.

“I will silence your ugly mouth!”darmasaka ketus.

"Hik hik hik. I don't want to dirty my hands with a smelly brat like you,” the scorn of the Black Stick Devil.

"We didn't invite you here. I'm also lazy to throw you out like a dog if you don't go quickly!” darmasaka reply is no less fierce.

“Devil boy! Very sharp your mouth!” furious Demon Black Stick.

“Be sharper my spearhead!”

“Satan! ****** you!”

The Black Wand Devil could no longer hold back his anger hearing Darmasaka's hurtful words. Instantly, he jumped up and said his black wand, which was wrapped around like a snake. The whirlwind roared loudly over Darmasaka's head that was ducking down. And along with that, Darmasaka's spear tip poked towards the opponent's stomach.

The Black Devil Wand pulled back its staff, and with lightning-like speed was clashed downwards. Darmasaka did not want to take the risk of hitting his spear with the black stick. Hurriedly pulled his spear home. The Black Wand Demon snarled fiercely as its first attack failed miserably, even barely a howl.

The thunderous cheers cheered Darmasaka who managed to compensate for the first attack of the Black Wand Demon Of course this ha1 made the black-clothed old woman even more furious.

Soon he prepared a second attack. His eyes flushed red with anger looking at Darmasaka who almost embarrassed him. This time the Black Wand Demon no longer took his opponent lightly. Although still young Darmasaka has a silat science that is quite high as well.

“Receive my attack boy!” shouts the Black Stick Devil.

Darmasaka pulled his body away from the old woman's black stick. The young man immediately turned around to the back. But the black stick that failed was passed with a fist towards the chest. With a single beautiful twinge, the youngster managed to break out from the Black Demon Stick's consecutive attacks.

Having just set his foot on the stage, suddenly the Black Demon Stick attacked again by flicking the black stick towards the ribs. Darmasaka who had just set foot could no longer dodge. He had to put the black stick away with his spear.

The truck!

Darmasaka bounced two acts to the back His eyes boughtak saw his spear broke in two. While growling annoyed at the removal of the broken spear out of the stage. While the Black Demon Stick stood upright with a maelstrom attitude. His laughter snickered a little mocking his opponent. The boisterous voices from under the stage gave Darmasaka a boost of encouragement.

“Come, take out your weapon again. I never fight a man without a weapon!U exclaimed the Black Demon Stick.

Sreth!

without further hesitation Dannasaka drew his sword which had been hanging from his waist. The weapon glimmered in the sunlight. The Black Wand Demon just snickered watching that. To him a sword was not something to be reckoned with. Already too many opponents using swords were brushed away by him.

“Majulah. I'll give you a chance to attack,” said the Black Devil wand disdainfully.

“Phuih!” Darmasaka spit fiercely.

While letting out a long cry Darmasaka leaped down and flicked his sword towards his opponent's neck. Still with a snickering sound, the Black Demon Stick only pulled a small part of its neck back, and the tip of the Darmasaka sword passed just like that in front of the Black Demon Stick's neck.

Having his first attack fail, Darmasaka quickly deflects the sword's direction to the opponent's feet without pulling it again. The Demon Wand Hltam raised his right leg slightly and the sword passed under the soles of his feet. Darmasaka again launched an incessant attack, but the Black Wand Devil was easily able to dodge.

Meanwhile, in the front porch of the house of Village Chief Jatiwangit Ki Rangkuti noticed the mesh of the fight with unblinking eyes. Only more and more overwhelmed with anxiety saw his son could no longer control the anger In some more buzz Dannasaka predicted to lose.

And just now Ki Rangkuti said so in his heart. Suddenly the Black Demon Stick shrieked loudly. His black wand flashed rapidly towards Darmasaka's head. This quick and sudden movement greatly shocked the youngster. It is no longer possible to escape. He was forced to meet by deflecting.

The truck!

Darmasaka's hand shook violently as his sword deflected the black stick that threatened his head. And yet he had no chance to control himself, suddenly...

“Detach!"

The Black Wand Demon floated its feet against Darmasaka's wrist clasping the sword. Darmasaka was shocked. Suddenly his wrist felt like a crumble He no longer knew where his sword was sticking.

Not yet Darmasaka thought further one hard kick back hit his chest with a slumped Darmasaka collapsed off stage and fell in front of his own father's feet. From the corner of the young boy's lips flowed fresh blood. He tried to get up to his feet but Ki Rangkuti's hand held his shoulder faster.

“Let it be, you were hurt deep,” said Ki Rangkuti.

“That demonic woman, Father..,” Darmasaka will protest.

“You've lost. Think of all this as a lesson. Nah! Be so,” cut Ki Rangkuti firmly.

Darmasaka got up, then sat down cross-legged. He held his palms together in front of his chest. Both of his eyes closed. His chest still hurt and his breathing also became tight. Meanwhile on the plinth of the stage, the Black Demon Stick stood tall. His attitude clearly showed a challenge for anyone who dared to go against him. His eyes turned red, very sharply looking at Ki Rangkill who was still sitting quietly in his chair.

“Let me get rid of that demon, Rangkuti,” said the Golden Sword God half-whispering.

“Do not. You're my guest. Unbecoming to intervene,” Ki Rangkuti refused subtly without offending the Golden Sword God. “After all he is not your opponent. You're still way above his reliability.”

The Golden Sword God did not argue It was true what Ki Rangkuti said earlier. In just three moves he was able to subdue the Black Demon Stick. In the past, the devil had been defeated by him in just one breakthrough. And judging from the way he fought against Darmasaka, there seems to be no change from his moves. I don't know if he's saving it for a tough opponent.

"Who else is Jatiwangi? Is your guts just as big as chicken shit?” The Black Wand Demon challenged with its bow.

“I'm your opponent,” ugly Devil!

From the row of front seats next to the stage jumped a man dressed in tight white twice he spun in the air, then Sweetly both his legs stepped on the stage board. The Black Wand Demon chuckled at his opponent who this time looked older than Darmasaka.

That's not the only advantage. Without listening to the slightest sound in jumping, know-how was already on the stage without sound. A sign that he has a higher level of intelligence than Darmasaka.

“Let me play around a little with the Black Devil Stick, Kakang Rangkuti?”

“Please Mahesa *****,” says Ki Rangkuti while stretching his right hand forward.

Mahesa******* shifted her legs closer to the Black Devil Wand. He stopped after a distance of roughly one more spear shaft in front of the loosely dressed, black old woman.

“Give me a little lesson, old granny,” Mahesa *****be respectful.

“Hik hik hik...,” Demon Stick Black so uncomfortable also with Mahesa attitude ****** which is full of rules and regulations. “Don't you hesitate Take out all your magic!”

“Be prepared!”

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