Story of Maung Kulon

South Coast Wave

The South Beach Swordsman felt a shock in his heart. Because only this time he saw a young swordsman whose eyes were so calm and sharp. Even behind that gaze, there was something that could not be measured like a deep well.

It indicates that the South Coast Swordsman is unable to measure up to where the power of Cakra Buana. Unlike the Swordsman Maung Kulon himself, he can measure if it is up to the strength of the opponent.

According to Cakra Buana's vision, the South Coast Swordsman is at least half a level below himself. It was not an easy thing to be able to defeat him, but if he was to take it seriously, then it was not impossible to kill him either.

After a long time the two looked at each other and measured each other, finally the South Coast Swordsman felt daunted himself. But to show that feeling, it felt impossible. Remembering that he himself was a famous swordsman.

"Are you really that young man named Cakra Buana? Who holds the God's Heirloom Sword?" ask the South Coast Swordsman. His voice was slow, but it could be heard clearly.

"really. I am named Cakra Buana, and I am also the one who holds the Godly Heirloom Sword. Why?" ask Cakra Buana calmly.

"Hemmm .. dare you show up. Introduce, I'm known as the South Coast Swordsman. Almost all warriors know who I am" he said in a haughty tone.

"I already know. Just tell me what reason you're looking for me. No need for pleasantries,"

"Compulsive. Of course I want you to hand over the Godly Sword to me now. If you give it to me, then I'll forgive you,"

"Then if I don't want to?" ask Cakra Buana in a defiant tone.

"Cihhh .. forced I will seize by force. I don't even guarantee you'll survive. Especially now that there are many warriors gathered here. Of course they can't stay silent because they know who you are,"

"Capture it if you can. For that I have nothing to fear, I do not worry about the many warriors who are now here. I'm sure, not all warriors have the same nature as you," replied Cakra Buana with a sharp look in his eyes.

"really arrogant. Do you think I'm afraid of you? You don't know who the South Coast Swordsman is yet. Maybe I should show it to you just so you know,"

"Please" replied Cakra Buana while gesturing with her hand thrust forward.

The South Coast warrior is getting angry. His teeth were already rustling and his eyes were glaring like they were about to come out. The words Cakra Buana just now, means the same as a challenge.

"Since when have you been here Cakra?" ask Grandma Sakti.

"Before you guys get here, I'm here first,"

"Gebah. Aren't you afraid of the warriors here?"

"Light up, grandma. I've measured up where their strength is. The four of us are capable, I'm sure you can easily defeat a pair of Red Eagles from the South. But for now, you step aside. Let me face the smelly grandfather of the land. If the situation is not under control, then we must act further," Cakra Buana whispered slightly to the Grandmother.

"alright. I trust you, "he replied and stepped back some distance followed by others.

The South Coast is ready to move. He was armed with a sword with a scabbard and a dark blue hilt, the weapon placed on his back. However, it seems that he still does not believe in the power of the Buana chakra that he sees. So that he did not directly use the sword of his inheritance.

Cakra Buana was ready with horses similar to a tiger ready to eat it. Two matchmakers ready to start the fight. The cold that the night brought, disappeared immediately when the two warriors unleashed a great amount of energy.

The bodies of Cakra Buana and the Swordsman of the South Coast look slightly luminous. There was an aura of its own coming out from within the bodies of the two. Inevitably, warriors who were middle to lower classes, had to admit that they were horrified by the aura.

"Haitse …"

The two jump in unison. They met in the air and then fought a blow. Keep hitting each other until finally landing back. After retracing to the ground, the fight was getting more exciting. The punches and kicks started to clash violently.

"Nrank …"

"Nrank …"

"Muil …"

Two palms meet. It gives rise to a big, cold wind blowing off the foliage. Cakra Buana and the Swordsman Maung Kulon jumped back.

Cakra Buana felt her palms ache a little. While the South Coast Swordsman was worse, he felt like he was electrocuted to the base of his arm. There is a hot air running. But he could easily get rid of because he immediately channeled his pure air.

The South Coast warrior is getting angry. The power he exuded was even greater. His hands were emitting white smoke. The air is getting colder too. It was as if they were in the middle of the sea.

"South Coast Wave …"

"Guard …"

He's moving on the attack. Both of his hands formed a tread, his movements were not fast. Just being. But behind it all, there is a great hidden power. The South Coast Swordsman's attack flows like water. Sometimes he is flexible, sometimes hard. Sometimes relaxed, sometimes become faster and fiercer like a wave.

Cakra Buana is a little overwhelmed. He had just discovered a silat like this. His movement room was locked. There is no gap to escape the confinement of attacks that come like rain. The punches and kicks that contained a great amount of profound energy had already lodged in his body several times.

"Grand …"

"Muil …"

"Ughhh …"

Cakra Buana bounced three steps. The sloping attack from the palm of the South Coast Swordsman, managed to completely hit his heart. Cakra Buana felt shortness of breath. His chest was frozen. He shivered for a while before channeling the heat.

"Crazy, what kind of science is this. The pattern of his attacks is hard to read," muttered Cakra Buana.

He thought for a while, before finally taking out a style that he rarely used anyway.

"Nine Destroys …"

"Guard …"

Cakra Buana moving. He issued his own creation style while studying to Ki Wayang Rupa Sukma Saketi first. This move only has nine moves, but every time it rises in level, the results will be even greater.

This was the first time he had brought out this style. Either it will work or it won't, but he decides to try.

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One or two more, then yes. To replace the one yesterday not up😁