Story of Maung Kulon

The Anger of Cakra Buana - The Wind God's Sweep

Rendra's anger is burning. It had been several times Ling Zhi called it a rotten rat. To him, this was tantamount to an insult. One of the senior students of Gunung Waluh University then pulled out the cleaver he put on the left waist.

The gauge is rather long. A little longer than a machete in general.

"Mirgin …"

Golok has been removed. Rendra brandished the machete before moving to slash into Ling Zhi's neck. As for Ling Zhi, she looked not afraid at all. Even his eyes glared at the long machete.

"City …"

"Krakkk ..." broken.

Before the intention to slash Ling Zhi's neck was accomplished, suddenly something hit hard machete belonging to the Waluh Mountain college student until it broke in two.

All the students were immediately shocked. They looked simultaneously towards the right as if something had come from earlier.

In the right direction, Cakra Buana who was meditating like a dead person, now he has regained consciousness. His eyes are still closed. But his right hand was grasping a few small pebbles. The gravel that he threw to make a long machete was broken.

The warrior Maung Kulon opened his eyes slowly. Along with those eyes, the gusts of wind in the arena suddenly tightened.

"Grush …"

A huge wind swept away the dust even to the point of flying the college roof. Cakra Buana stood up. The all-white young man looked more dignified than before. His eyes turned slightly yellow and looked sharply at all the disciples.

"Master …"

The earth trembled as the Swordsman Maung Kulon stomped his feet. Some students who are still low class, even fall.

"Rear, you finally realized at the right time," muttered Ling Zhi who immediately sat down lethargic because she was no longer able to withstand the pain. Before long, Ling Zhi instantly lay limp.

Cakra Buana did not answer. Not even glancing at him at all. His face was very clearly portraying anger towards all the disciples that were there.

"I wanted to be kind to you. But seeing that you dare to hurt and even intend to kill the girl, then I buried the goodwill deeply" said Cakra Buana. His hoarse voice gave a haunted impression.

Some of the disciples even shuddered in horror at hearing it.

"Omong empty. Attack ..." Rendra shouted back telling all the disciples to attack Cakra Buana.

No need to be in command twice, all the disciples immediately went forward. Weapons back in the dagger. The atmosphere became as boisterous as before. They attacked with tension. On the contrary, the one attacked was just silent full of calmness.

"Those who want me to be cruel. You sell, then I will buy with pleasure," said Cakra Buana firmly dam authoritative.

Now the energy in the Swordsman Maung Kulon is back full. Even the poison that had spread to his body had disappeared. No one knows how he got better that fast. What Cakra Buana does is not always possible for every swordsman to do.

Student Ki Wayang Rupa Sukma Saketi spread his legs. Both of her hands she moved to the right and left gracefully. At first glance the movement is not powerful, but what happens next is great.

Suddenly the wind blew. There is a great energy currently accumulated on both hands of Cakra Buana.

"Relope …"

He flicked his right and left hand at the same time. Along with that, even the disciple almost hit Cakra Buana. Not in the guts, they all immediately bounced simultaneously because of the impact of great power.

Just one strike, sixty disciples managed to be pushed back. Some people seem to be dying right away. Those who were dying suffered an attack that shook his internal organs.

Even the senior disciples were bounced from the attack of Cakra Buana just now. Even though the all-white young man did not seem to expend energy, but the effect made the opponent aghast.

"Crazy. He is not human, and if I am late to protect myself with inner strength, I can certainly*****," murmured Rendra growled.

Fortunately, he was a student who was fairly high in his knowledge, so Rendra did not suffer very serious injuries. Except for minor internal injuries.

In the hearts of all the disciples of Mount Waluh College, they all felt a sense of detachment towards Cakra Buana. Let alone to attack, even looking into his eyes did not dare.

But on the other hand, lust has managed to master the pars of the disciple. Even if they realized that his opponent was not an indiscriminate swordsman, still the senior disciples called out loud voices to attack back.

"Let's attack again. It is better to die to avenge our teachers than to remain silent. Let's put our lives at stake for the teacher" said a senior student shouting loudly to give his juniro encouragement.

If lust has mastered it completely, then man will be in between conscious or unconscious. Usually, what is done when the anger appetite dominates, then later regret will come to approach when the self is calm again.

As happened to the disciples of Mount Waluh College, they were all controlled by lust and burning revenge. So when there are seniors who call to attack again, they obey.

With the remaining energy and strength present, the disciples advanced again to attack Cakra Buana. This time not only weapons are issued, even internal energy and studies are also launched.

A whizzing and rumbling sound was heard for the umpteenth time.

Cakra Buana had expected something like this to happen, so now he did not want to hesitate anymore. The Maung Kulon warrior closed his eyes to concentrate.

The inner energy begins to flow throughout the body. Especially to the right and left hands. His legs are slightly stretched. Both hands formed a slap. Oddities began to occur, there was an even greater rumbling sound. The ground is shaking again.

Various kinds of weapons have been thrown by the disciples to Cakra Buana. Long-range attacks how much power in it has shot various colors. Just when the distance of all the attacks was a few steps away, Cakra Buana opened his eyes to take action.

"The God of the Wind's Sweep …"

"Relope …"

The Cakra Buana moves both hands from the bottom up. A huge wave of transparent white-colored energy suddenly shot out from behind him. The waves were so strong and contained heat.

"Guard …"

"Grush …"

"Grand …"

"Grand …"

"Brugg …"

The energy waves emitted by the Buana Cakra met the energy waves of the disciples. The clumping of the two waves gave rise to yet another rumbling sound. For a moment the wave was like sticking.

But the next second, the Buana Cakra wave managed to destroy the opponent's wave. The wave of energy he created shot out as fast as the wind hit all the disciples of Mount Waluh College.