Story of Maung Kulon

A Pair of Red Eagles from the South

Cakra Buana and Ling Zhi arrived at the exact location they had anticipated. When the sun more than half sank, that was when the two arrived at the Hill of Death.

A hill full of mystery, I don't know how many warriors have died in this place. But behind it all, the Hill of Death is a hill that also holds a stunning natural panorama.

As far as the eye can see, on the right is presented with a stretch of green pesawahan. While on the left, far ahead there is a sea known as Pangandaran Beach. Although far away, but still can be seen the expanse of blue ocean.

Cakra Buana and Ling Zhi dwell on a large tree. The two chose to hide while understanding the situation there. Roughly twenty spears in front of the two, dozens of warriors had already gathered. There are those who are black, white, or free.

The free group means those who are in the middle. Swordsmen who are in the free class, always do as they please. They are not associated with the term black or white. They will act according to the will of their own heart.

The warriors who gathered also varied his age. From the old, to the young. In fact, there are some local people who also want to watch the match that will soon take place.

Cakra Buana continues to sharpen his sense of hearing with Ajian Sapta Pangurungu, so that although the distance is quite far, but the Swordsman Maung Kulon can hear what the swordsmen are talking about.

According to the results of his hearing, it turned out that even though the warriors had gathered around the arena, but the two sides who were going to fight were not there yet. Both have not revealed their noses.

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The sun had sunk perfectly and replaced the full moon. Cakra Buana and Ling Zhi were still silent at the place earlier. They do not move, except to watch the surroundings.

It seems there is getting crowded. The local residents began to arrive more, when the moon had risen higher and higher, the air there suddenly gripped. The warriors present were silent.

But it was only a moment, as soon as they cheered even louder when they saw two shadows descending beautifully in the middle of the fighting arena.

The two shadows were like flying, they descended without making any sound at all. Both are a pair of elderly warriors. Maybe he's about fifty.

Both of them were wearing red black clothes. It is seen that the warrior man holds a whip as his weapon, while the woman holds a silver spear.

"Ling Zhi, let's get closer. The fight will soon begin. We have to be careful, because maybe some of them already know my face" Cakra Buana reminded Ling Zhi.

Of course he had to be careful because before or even until now, he was still a royal fugitive.

"Good brother. Let's go there" Ling Zhi replied.

The young couple immediately glinted at the crowd of people present there until finally they could arrive right at the edge of the fighting arena.

Apparently, a pair of warriors had the face of sangar. From the face alone can be guessed that both of them are from the black group. Cakra Buana remembered the times he had met the two old swordsman figures, unfortunately how hard he remembered, he felt he had never met. Except just this time.

After a drink of tea passed, somehow and somehow, now in the arena of the match there were two more figures. Not one of the guesses of Cakra Buana, who will fight this time is a pair of Grandpa and Grandmother Sakti who used to help him.

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In the arena of the match, a Pair of Grandfather and Grandmother Sakti were already preparing with the sword that became the main weapon of both. Each pair of warriors had already shown irritation from the radiance of his eyes.

It seems like they are secretly waging an inner war. So that the air around was turned into even more gripping. For warriors who already have high intelligence, they will see a transparent ball in the middle of the arena.

The ball keeps rolling here and there. In the end, the transparent ball disappears from view.

"Hemmm .. good night a pair of Grandparents and Grandmothers," said the opponent giving a speech.

"Good night back A pair of Red Eagles from the South" Grandpa Sakti replied.

"Thank you for accepting my challenge. Do you want to change your mind? If yes, there is still time to say it. Please say you surrender and then tell me where the young man holding the Divine Heirloom Sword is now," said the Red Eagle Male, a title for a pair of Red Eagles from the South if an individual.

Cakra Buana was shocked to hear the words of the Red Bull Eagle, it turns out that a pair of Grandpa and Grandmother Sakti fought just because they did not want to tell where he was. Instantly, Cakra Buana felt her blood stir. But he did not act immediately, he should be able to understand the situation even further.

"Hemmm...until any time I won't tell you where the young man is. After all, I hadn't seen him in a long time. So it's useless if I tell you," replied Grandpa Sakti.

"You are good at tongue-licking. My patience is over, be prepared to go to hell .." said the Red Eagle and took the stance of the horses.

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Btw sorry yes now up ngga every day, then there is a problem. Hopefully in the future it can be up every day again. One more later ya😁