Story of Maung Kulon

The Battle of Death Hill

Ling Zhi went straight to Cakra Buana when the Swordsman Maung Kulon had already managed to finish off all his opponents. Ling Zhi jumped once and landed right beside Cakra Buana.

"You're a great sis. I'm even more proud of you," Ling Zhi said as she glanced towards Cakra Buana.

"I'm even more proud of you. It looks like I will be overtaken by you in less than two years" Cakra Buana said.

"dreams. Where can I surpass you, you're even on par with the grandfather of the green jungle. I am nothing," Ling Zhi replied as she folded her hands together on her chest.

"Followly, here let me treat your wounds," Cakra Buana said as he watched the wounds on Ling Zhi's body.

"No need to bother the brother. The wound will heal itself, too,"

Cakra Buana did not answer. He just smiled softly. The all-white young man already knew that Ling Zhi had a stubborn nature.

On the other hand, some of the warriors who were still standing there from there noticed Ling Zhi and Cakra Buana. There was a special impression for the warriors. In their eyes, the two young warriors were like angels of death.

But it can not be denied also that they recognize Cakra Buana and Ling Zhi is a matching young couple.

"Why don't you guys go? Do you want to be like them?" ling Zhi asked in a snapping tone to the warriors while showing his index finger to the scattered corpses.

"Ja-don't .., don't,"

"Ampunnn …"

"Alright, ka-we're going now,"

Various words of fear came out of the mouths of the warriors. Without waiting any longer, all the warriors had gone through the darkness of the night. I don't know where, maybe go back to their own place.

Now there are only Cakra Buana, Ling Zhi, a pair of Red Eagles from the South, a Pair of Grandparents and Grandmother Sakti, and also the Swordsman of the South Coast.

The South Coast warrior was silent. Right now the old figure was doing a meditation to gather his depleted inner strength as well as treat all his injuries.

If you want, of course Cakra Buana can kill the South Coast Swordsman very easily. But of course he was not willing to take such action. For such a thing is done only by them blacks or cowardly warriors. Cakra Buana itself does not include both.

Now, Cakra Buana and Ling Zhi were sitting on the edge of the arena. The two of them both stood up while looking at the fight between the Pair of Grandpa and Grandmother Sakti against the Now Red Eagle from the South.

Their fight went on with excitement. I don't know how many steps have been passed. But each side seems no one wants to admit defeat. Or maybe even, the end of this fight is when someone will die.

For to them warriors, to die in a fight is an honorable death. Even very much in the craving.

In the battle arena, Grandpa Sakti was now facing the Red Bull Eagle. Both of them were fighting very seriously. Whips and swords sometimes meet in the middle of the road. The energy released has reached the maximum level.

As a result, every attack given by each opponent, contains a powerful force.

This time the pairing swordsman fight was done not separate. So that sometimes they go hand in hand to subvert one opponent.

A pair of Red Eagles from the South continued to give back-to-back attacks to the Pair of Grandpa and Grandmother Sakti. But again the Pair of Grandfathers and Grandmother Sakti was able to dispel all the attacks that came like that rain.

Their current battle was actually not much different from the previous fight. The only difference is the amount of power given to kill the opponent.

But no matter how hard a pair of Red Eagles tried to cripple the opponent, still his efforts were in vain. He could not give any serious injuries at all, except for a light one.

"Report ..., feel this!!!" said the Male Red Eagle while shouting loudly.

He instantly twirled his Death Eagle Whip into even faster. From all over the whip, out came a thin black smoke that gave off the scent of a carcass. The smoke had a very strong odor, so Cakra Buana and Ling Zhi had to protect their breathing with deep force.

"The Scent of the Seven Carcasses …"

"Marr …"

"City …"

"Marr …"

The heirloom weapons met producing a loud sound. The fight in the fog continued. Although he could not see, but the Pair of Grandfather and Grandmother Sakti could still sense where the direction of death danger came from.

Fireworks are back in sight. The fight was getting more tense. No one could clearly see how the fight was going. Clearly, the longer, the more sounds of fighting were heard.

"Marr …"

"Marr …"

"Marr …"

"Mahh …"

Grandpa and Grandma Sakti bounced back and forth from the black fog. Both of them immediately vomited blood somewhat blackish. There was a lash mark on Grandpa and Sakti's chest. Even the former was a blackish-red line.

The two old men immediately got up to take a position back. Although his internal organs were sore from the attack just now, Grandfather and Grandmother were not paying any heed to it.

"We end it all now" Grandpa Sakti told his wife, Grandmother Sakti.

"Okay," he answered.

Both closed their eyes. Gathering energy in and channeling pure air to reduce the pain suffered.

In just a moment, the rest of the energy within them had already gathered into one. Both are then prepared to issue a study that is rarely issued if indeed the life is not in danger.

Seeing this, a pair of Red Eagles from the South wanted to prevent. But it was too late, because as soon as they made their move, the two old men also moved along.

"Pair of Shadow Angels …"

"Guard …"

"Guard …"

Grandfather and Grandmother Sakti directly attacked blindly. Their movements were like a whirlwind. Very fast and very violent. A sword slap flashed to and fro, giving fear to the opponent. Or maybe death.

"City …"

"City …"

"Srtt …"

"Mahh …"

The screams of after-suffering pain followed echoed throughout the forest. The wind immediately blew coldly. Air gripping. A pair of Red Eagles from the South finally died at the hands of a Pair of Grandparents and Grandmother Sakti.

Both died with stab wounds on the heart. So great, the prick didn't even cause the blood to come out. The perfect murder. Not every fighter can do something like this.

Even Cakra Buana has no guarantee to do so.

All of the series of events took place simultaneously, and when the killing was over, suddenly a huge energy shot towards the Pair of Grandfathers and Grandmother Sakti.