Story of Maung Kulon

Langlang Cakra Buana Vs Ki Ageng Pakujaya

On the other hand, the big guri from the Hell Goa College was not silent, they again intended to make a final attack. Both of them are ready to issue the ultimate move. But when they were near and ready to finish off the great teacher of the Hebrew Horse School, suddenly a white shadow thwarted the attacks of the two.

"Who are you? Dare to interfere with our affairs, don't you know who we are?" one of the two was very angry.

"Include me, I'm Langlang Cakra Buana. I'm sorry if I sassy your uncles, I know who your uncles are. But, doesn't fighting in this ganged way not reflect at all that you are master teachers? Isn't this an embarrassing fight?" ask Langlang Cakra Buana.

It turned out that as brilliant as the white shadow that had foiled the attack of the two was Langlang Cakra Buana, the reason the young man had taken such action was because he already understood the situation.

Especially since this was a fight between white and black streams. Of course he could not stay silent when someone considered to be in line with him would be killed.

"You don't know the problem. Watch what you say, kid, do you think you can beat us, huh?" gertak one of the great teachers of Goa Hell.

"Let's try uncle. We are fighting manly out there" Langlang Cakra Buana challenged the two.

Didn't before he wandered Eyang Resi Patok Pati had said, that in the territory of Kawasenan Kingdom there are only a few people who can defeat or even match him? This was the reason why he dared to challenge the two great black flow figures.

Now the three were outside the shop, they were in a fairly large yard. Many people wanted to witness a fight that might be quite interesting as a spectacle. At the same time they also want to prove whether the young man's speech can be proven? Or just a joke?

"Who will fight me first?" ask Langlang Cakra Buana.

"I,"

"Include my name Ki Ageng Pakujaya, Swordsman of Hell Spikes,"

"Introduce my name Langlang Cakra Buana, the Swordsman of Maung Kulon. Students from Eyang Resi Patok Pati".

"Deg .. deg .. deg .. deg …"

Ki Ageng Pakujaya's heart skipped a beat when Langlang Cakra Buana mentioned who his teacher was, because he knew very well who Eyang Resi Patok Pati was. There were already countless number of black flow great figures who died in his hands.

"Let's start …"

Now that the two have started fighting one on one, the movements are equally agile. The people who witnessed the fight were even a little incredulous when they saw that a young swordsman could rival the speed of a master teacher's silat movement.

"The ability of the young man was apparently not to be taken lightly. I just saw a young swordsman with abilities like him." muttered his colleague Ki Ageng Pakujaya.

Dozens of moves have been issued both, until now the fight still looks a draw. Langlang Cakra Buana continued to attack Ki Ageng Pakujaya ferociously. His hand moved to target the heart.

Then followed by a sideways kick towards the ribs, Ki Ageng Pakujaya was slightly overwhelmed with Langlang Cakra Buana attacks.

The student of Eyang Resi Patok Pati continued to try to corner Ki Ageng Pakujaya, the young man intended to hit Ki Ageng on the head. Honey, it was just a trick attack. The truth is he gave a kick that led to his ear.

Until finally the kick was firmly hit by Ki Ageng Pakujaya's ear. The master teacher's ears buzzed loudly and spat out a hint of blood.

"The clogged lizard .." he said while wiping the blood out.

The old fighter was very angry. Immediately he again attacked Langlang Cakra Buana, this time his movements were faster than before.

Adu punches and kicks coupled with deep power again occur. Dust and dry leaves flew because they were exposed to the wind that resulted from high-level swordsman fights.

Now the turn of the cornered Cakra Buana Langlang, the young man continued to be attacked without being allowed to just take a quiet breath. Punches and kicks continue to be received without being able to give a counter-attack. He could only endure and continue to endure.

Until finally a hard blow with a landslide hit his heart. The Maung Kulon warrior bounced a few meters back while holding a heart that felt sore.

"There's no other way. I have to use a higher stance." muttered Langlang Cakra Buana amid the pain.

Langlang Cakra Buana took the horses, he intended to bring out the Tiger Lifting Life style. His eyes began to change, the eyeballs that had been black, now began to turn a little yellowish.

He immediately attacked Ki Ageng Pakujaya, but his silat movements changed. This time, what he wanted was the heart. Neither the kick nor the punch given, must have led to the heart of his enemy.

People could only widen their eyes when they saw the all-white young man begin to let out a series of deadly moves. There is nothing unsurprised between them. In fact, Ki Ageng Pakujaya's colleagues were just as shocked as those people.