Story of Maung Kulon

Fight To Death

The Cakra Buana begins to enter the realm of tranquility. He was treating the deep wounds he had suffered in his own way. All his senses are starting to shut down. Cakra Buana no longer hears anything but silence.

Every human being can enter the realm of solitude in his own way. In the realm of solitude, there is no one but a vacuum, your Lord and yourself. Usually, that's where you'll find all sorts of things.

In the realm of solitude, it is very different from the real world. Just like its name, silence. It was quiet there. There is no voice and no one but you and your God. There you'll get something when you get back to the real world. But for the public, entering the realm of solitude is not an easy matter.

Usually, the realm of silence becomes the escape of some people to vent all their feelings. For when we return from the realm of solitude, we will feel the inner and birth.

The Cakra of Buana dissolves in the realm of solitude. While Ling Zhi continued to pay attention to the entire Waluh Mountain School disciples. Some of the students took care of the bodies of their teachers.

Some were still silent on the spot and staring at Ling Zhi like wolves lurking around prey. Their eyes are reddened. The sigh holding the anger was getting more and more audible.

Suddenly someone about thirty years old advanced three steps forward. It was about four steps to Ling Zhi.

"I am Rendra, representing all students of Gunung Waluh College feel no acceptance for the death of our teachers. So let us take revenge. We are ready to die, as long as we die with you both" said a person who claimed to be named Rendra.

"Rubber …"

"Kill those two humans …"

Shouts for the sake of the disciples who corrected Rendra's speech grew louder in the darkness of the night. All the students re-ignited their emotions.

Various kinds of weapons have been held ready to slash Cakra Buana or Ling Zhi. Rendra's words just now managed to raise a grudge in all students.

But actually they themselves know very well, that although advancing together, not necessarily they can kill the person who has killed his teacher. But what power, they've been overrun by the lust to kill.

Rendra said so because he did not know who and how the strength of Ling Zhi. Because from that moment on, the girl was just a spectator.

Rendra considered that Ling Zhi's cleverness was far below Cakra Buana who was currently recuperating. Because of that assumption he dared to say as before.

Meanwhile, after hearing all the words of the disciples of Waluh Mountain School that were clearly challenging, then Ling Zhi immediately took a standby position.

His right hand was already holding the hilt of the Flower Sword. No matter what happens, he must put all his wits into protecting Cakra Buana and saving himself.

He himself was confident of being able to face all of these disciples if a minimum of ten people were to attack. But if the disciples numbering around a hundred were to attack together, then the story was another. After all, Ling Zhi was only a human. He still has limits as a creature of God.

"Choos …"

The Flower Sword had been plucked out of its scabbard. Ling Zhi gritted her teeth to strengthen her resolve. Fight to death.

"Majulah the little mouse ...," challenged Ling Zhi with confidence.

"Groan …"

"Storm …"

"Kill …"

Shouts for the sake of shouts that stirred up spirit and resentment came back louder. Serikusan Perguruan Gunung Waluh students attacked together. They besieged him strictly first.

Ling Zhi and Cakra Buana in the bracket of the sea of men. They are both like two tigers that will defend themselves from the encirclement of hunters. There's no way out. There is no gap and no other way to run. The only way is .. fight to the death.

Ling Zhi directly channeled all of her profound energy into the Flower Sword. This makes the sword pink. There is a great energy that is now channeled in that war. Not only the sword, even the girl's entire body was lit up covered in the shield she created.

The disciples were getting closer. Ling Zhi moved quickly. His sword he swirled once before he ran to greet the sea of men.

"Guard …"

"Guard …"

The girl turned into a shadow figure. His body shot out in all directions attacking anyone close to him and Cakra Buana. The sound of the clanking of weapons sounded deafening.

Ling Zhi added speed power. The students of Gunung Waluh University have also issued the knowledge they get while studying at this college.

The energy pressure of all the disciples was enough to make the atmosphere even more gripping. The wind brought cold and death.

Ling Zhi brought out a series of death moves. The moves of the Book of Seven Flower Flower Steps began to be launched from the first to the last.

The fight only lasted fifteen minutes. But the Flower Sword belonging to Ling Zhi, had already turned a blood red color. The girl doesn't even look like a human. Her pretty face turned scary. Ling Zhi was like an angry tigress.

Wherever he moves, there are certain lives lost.

"City …"

"City …"

"Slhbb …"

"Crashh …"

One by one the lives of the students of Mount Waluh College died a terrible death. Ling Zhi's current clothes had already turned a reddish color due to the splashing blood. Even his face, full of blood.

The fight grew more tense as the senior students issued a high-level study. Waves of energy and dark attacks continued to rain down on Ling Zhi. The girl began to get overwhelmed. As powerful as he was, he was just an ordinary human being. Just like humans in general.

The Flower Sword he revolved as quickly as possible. The heirloom sword seemed to turn into a windmill that continued to spin rapidly to protect itself from attacks that came like the flood. Occasionally, Ling Zhi stopped turning the sword if a dark attack did not exist. After that, then he would dart back in search of the next victim of life.

The heart-wrenching cry of death resounded incessantly. But Ling Zhi kept moving even longer and faster. He didn't stop at all. For him, these disciples were human beings who were tired of living.

Though in truth, Ling Zhi would not have the heart to kill this many humans. Moreover, this was the first time in his life. But because he was threatened to be killed, Ling Zhi was forced to end the lives of the disciples of Mount Waluh College.

Thirty minutes have passed. The remaining disciples were approximately sixty. Ling Zhi was starting to feel exhausted. Breath snuffling. Sweat had flooded his body. But, there is no sign yet that the Cakra Buana will awaken soon.

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Btw there are bosen ni😀maaf yes if sometimes one chapter is just a fight, because this genre wuxia. Silat stories that still make human sense. So it can happen in real life.

Plus, this novel is just like old novels. Honestly, my references are the author. So the fight must be detailed so that the reader can feel the sensation when the blood ripples😀😀

See you around. Wait for the next chapter ya😘