Story of Maung Kulon

The Battle on the Sampan

"Great ..great. I didn't expect there to be a young warrior as good as you. Let's get your whole ability out. Entertain me for a while" said Ki Baya looking down on Cakra Buana. He did not know who the young man really was.

Cakra Buana was almost provoked by the emotion of hearing ki Baya's words. But he quickly regained control. Fighting with anger will only render all moves useless and all attacks futile.

"Thank you for your compliment Ki Baya. But I'm not a crazy compliment. See attack …"

"Guard …"

Cakra Buana ramped both feet on the canoe and then lunged at ki Baya with high speed. His right hand is stretched forward toward the temple. His left hand is pointing to the stomach.

Seeing the speed of the all-white young man, ki Baya was quite jolted as well. He did not expect that the Cakra Buana had such speed.

"Nrank …"

"Nrank …"

Both of his hands deflected the attack of Cakra Buana's punch. Both of them returned together to shake his hand.

But this time Cakra Buana has taken it seriously. If the first when he finished fighting he immediately retreated, now on the contrary, finished clashing hands, he again launched a rain of attacks.

Both hands move to hit or slap the opponent. His left and right legs did not stay still, both legs also accompanied each attack given.

Ki Baya also did not want to lose, he was a character who already had a pretty big name. Surely he did not want to budge or play around when he realized the strength of the opponent.

Both are serious. Now they are fighting very hard. An interesting fight to see as well as thrilling. Especially for Cakra Buana itself.

Only this first time he fought on the canoe, in addition to his limited place, also he must always channel the energy in to both feet so that the canoe does not sway when he was on foot or used as a platform to jump.

"Nrank …"

"Nrank …"

"Grand …"

The kicks and punches keep happening. Artificial waves began to shake the ssmpan they were incising. Although the fight was only empty-handed, but in fact from every attack their feet and hands contained a great inner strength. So that the power and effects caused will be even more dangerous of course.

Twenty steps have passed. The longer, the two more ferocious like two tigers fighting for their territory.

Cakra Buana has a hard but deadly speed and moves. While the speed of the ki Baya is half a level below the Cakra Buana, but the shortcomings can be covered with a manager who relies on agility and flexibility.

"Nrank …"

"Ughhh …"

"Ughhh …"

Cakra Buana and ki Baya are both regressed when they feel each of their heart feathers being hit by an opponent. But it was not long, because simultaneously, the two people had returned to attack.

Cakra Buana stuck out his right hand, ki Baya too. From the palm of the right hand Cakra Buana comes a white light, while from the right palm ki Baya gives out a green light.

"Guard …"

"Nrank …"

Two energies collide in the middle. The sampan increasingly swayed, the water was like it had just been hit by a storm. Water splashed until wet the clothes of the two warriors.

On the other hand, the fisherman who had been with Cakra Buana witnessed this fight with a tense face and a sense of worry. He already knew how great ki Baya was, but he was also grateful that it turned out that the young man was not an indiscriminate youth.

Suddenly the mouth of ki Baya kibat-kamit, a few moments later his feet were stomped to the canoe to make the canoe sway back. Cakra Buana doesn't know what that person is going to do.

But the ignorance did not last long, because a few moments later, suddenly a rather large white figure slid against him.

Cakra Buana was a little shocked when he found out what it was. It turned out that the figure that glided was a white crocodile. Yes, white crocodile mount ki Baya.

"Guard …"

The crocodile slide is so fast that all it looks is white.

Cakra Buana takes the stance of the horses. He let the crocodile get close to him, when the white crocodile was close, then the young man all white issued his studies.

"Tapak Dewa Nanggala …"

"Nrank …"

An attack of the site that was irrigated with huge internal energy by striking the crocodile's stomach until it ticked upwards. Once again Cakra Buana unleashed his cleverness.

"The Blow of the Destroyer of Sukma …"

"Guard …"

A long-range punch he aimed upwards right at the belly of the white crocodile.

"Grand …"

No doubt, the white crocodile was immediately destroyed into several parts. Blood spurt here and there. The fishy smell soon smelled.

Seeing his favorite white crocodile dead, not playing angry ki Baya. His eyes suddenly flashed more and more like a demon.

"I'm rude, I killed you .." he said angrily and swung the crocodile's tail as his weapon.

"Marr …"

The crocodile's tail is slashed with a slant leading to the neck of Cakra Buana. But the young man was ready.

As fast as lightning he whipped out the Godly Sword. With the maturity of science and the deep energy he has today, then his prowess becomes increased.

"The Sword of God Splits the Sky …"

"Guard …"

"Crashhh .. crashhh …"

Cakra Buana moves the Godly Sword at a speed beyond reason. The sword flashed into a black shadow. The more advanced, the more advanced again, until finally the crocodile tail that is always proud of ki Baya can be treaded out to the base.

"Slhbb …"

"Mahh …"

Some surprise eyes later, the God's Heirloom Sword had already firmly lodged in the heart pad ki Baya until it penetrated to the back. Cakra Buana then drew his sword.

Ki Baya held onto the wound, her face turning pale withstanding the pain. Then shortly after, he collapsed into the water and floated no longer moving. Die.

Seeing their leader dead, of course the two remaining men were very unexpected. In a hurry the two fled into the forest. Where not. Cakra Buana did not chase after them, he then jumped back into the boat.