Story of Maung Kulon

Ajian Cruk the God

"Crazy!!! This kid is no ordinary kid. He cannot be taken lightly at all. Even he was able to withstand my attack," the White-faced Skull exasperatedly exasperated.

Something like that, he had never imagined before. Not even a dream, how could there be a young swordsman able to withstand the attack of a green forest grandfather. But in any case, the White-Faced Skull still believed that none of this was a dream.

"Fuckin' shit. Recap, you're dead …"

"Guard …"

The White Face Skull leapt back. He intended to attack Cakra Buana with his close distance stance that was hard to avoid. Cakra Buana who was still trying to justify the position, looked a little surprised at the speed of the grandfather.

But because Cakra Buana is determined, then he does not want to think long. Dead or alive, business of late. Importantly now, he had to fight the White Face Skull to the fullest extent possible.

"Guard …"

"Nrank …"

Cakra Buana's hand meets the hand of the White-faced Skull. The Maung Kulon warrior felt his body tremble violently. There is a heat that penetrates his body.Cakra Buana hastily channeled pure air to neutralize the heat.

Now Cakra Buana and the White Face Skull have resumed the fight. The two warriors hit each other and kicked each other. Occasionally the Cakra Buana attacks the White Face Skull with its flagship melee moves.

But the most dominant one was of course in the White-faced Skull. Even when he was attacked, the grandfather of the green jungle even attacked behind the opponent. Strike Cakra Buana until the position is turned.

Their fight continues. The longer it gets stressful. Dangerous moves they each put out. The outer and inner forces are no longer counted how many times they occur.

Cakra Buana was already feeling exhausted. His energy is getting thinner and thinner. Unlike the White Face Skull, although the rest of his inner power is still a lot, but his breathing is not bad. His body was no longer able to linger to fight.

Both sides experienced the same thing, they were already very tired. Nearly an hour of fighting, but no one has been killed between the two.

"If this were the way, I wouldn't be able to kill that bastard boy. Hemmm...well, maybe it's time to show the prowess of the infamous White-Faced Skull. Let you******, guys," he murmured himself while channeling the energy in the remaining.

The air is sucked. A great wind struck the White Face Skull. The dried leaves that were nearby, swirled around to form a vortex. It looks like a whirlwind. The longer, the vortex was getting faster and bigger. The vortex approached towards the White-faced Skull.

"The Devil's Skull Test …"

"Guard …"

Like an illusion, the place around the arena of battle between the Cakra Buana and the White Skull suddenly darkened. The atmosphere was gripping, the voices of the demons sounded terrifying. Lively in the ears of the Swordsman Maung Kulon.

Behind the White-faced Skull, suddenly appeared a very large skull shadow. It's pale white. This is the strongest study of one of the green forest grandfathers. And because of this study, he was given the nickname White Face Skull.

Buana's chakra is almost exposed to this very dangerous illusion. But luckily he wasn't a canned young swordsman. He was a student of the number one swordsman of his day. So as fast as he can, Cakra Buana also issued a study that is not less favored.

Ajian is even the ultimate study of his own teacher, Ki Wayang Rupa Sukma Saketi. It is said that if he had reached the level of perfection in the science of canuragan like Ki Wayang itself, then certainly no one would be able to withstand it. If there is, it can be counted with a finger.

"The Argument of the Gods …"

"Guard …"

Buana's chakra instantly showed his right index finger to the White-faced Skull. A ray of light came out and shot very fast. Actually he wasn't sure he could kill the grandfather, but since there was no other way, what could he do. The power of the study becomes doubled, this happens because the Cakra Buana gives out all its power.

The earth is shaking violently. The sky was like shaking, rumbling sounds were thundering. The other fight to a halt when witnessing this strangeness of nature. The White Face Skull was surprised. His heart immediately shook violently when he saw a white light that shot out at the speed of light heading towards him.

"Grand …"

"Mahh …"

Not having time to do anything, knowing the body of the White Face Skull instantly bounced up to twenty spears away. His body slumped as fast as an arrow that was released with all his might.

At such a time, actually the life of the White Face Skull had already escaped from its body. It was just that no one was aware of this, then when his body hit a huge rock, his body instantly shattered. Blood was spilling everywhere. No one can see this clearly except Cakra Buana and Eyang Rembang Mangkurat Mangku Jagat.

Even the old figure was dumbfounded to see the devotion of Cakra Buana. He did not expect at all that a warrior as young as Cakra Buana, was able to kill a grandfather of the green jungle. Counting more than killing.

After everything that was there was aware of what was happening, the atmosphere returned to silence. No one dared to open their voices. Cakra Buana was just silent sculpting, he himself did not expect that Ajian Curuk Dewa as powerful as just now. Though he was using it not perfect at all, it was inconceivable if he already had the power in his teacher level.

All the warriors re-assembled with their respective sides. They are both hurt. Only Eyang Rembang Mangkurat Mangku Jagat only looks no wounds on his body.

As for the King of the Nine Lives, don't ask again. Both external and internal injuries, he had already received. Even very badly. If it wasn't him, it would have been dead. Fortunately he was the one. Presumably the nickname of the Nine Lives King is not too excessive.

"One of your comrades has been killed in a terrible way. Even I'm not sure I can do that, now what are you going to do?" ask Eyang Rembang to the three remaining green forest grandfathers.

No answer was heard coming out of their mouths. The three of them just look at each other. Regret and resentment were clearly in their eyes. But I dare not express.

"I asked, why are you quiet? Just answer me, what are you going to do now? If you want to continue the fight again, I don't mind. It's just that I remind you, whether there will be survivors or not among you,"

No answer was heard back. The sound of Eyang Rembang Mangkurat Mangku Jagat, really contains a very capable inner power to make the opponent can not do anything.

"Well if you don't answer. Now go,"

"Saciduh Metu Saucap Real (One saliva comes out, one real word reality) …"

"Guard …"

Eyang Rembang shook the hands of the cannua towards the three green forest grandfathers. Although the flutter seems slow, but the results caused are very great. All three flew off somewhere. Even at the moment while hovering, the three of them suddenly vomited blood. They suddenly had very severe internal injuries.

The grandfather of the martial world who is known to be very powerful, has now changed like an ant in front of the Eyeang Rembang Mangkurat Mangku Jagat.

Indeed, the ultimate Ajian Eyang Rembang which he named Ajian Saciduh Metu Saucap Real, is a study that is very difficult to hold. Because this study is one of the strongest studies that ever existed on the earth Pasundan after Ajian Curuk Dewa.