Story of Maung Kulon

Bloody Battle

"What is the teacher?" tanya Bayu was getting confused.

"Quick now you go to see all the disciples. Don't forget, also look for Sanca and Dadung Amuk," said Grandpa Rajawali told Bayu.

"Good teacher,"

After getting an order from the teacher, without saying much more he immediately met all the students of the Rajawali Sakti University. Bayu was very surprised when he found that almost all of the college students had been sprawled helplessly.

Out of the seventy disciples, only about thirty disciples remained who were not exposed to the Poison of Deep Power Destruction. While the rest were already lying down, even some had fainted. The students who were still awake panicked to see their colleagues suddenly dizzy and nauseous, fortunately that Bayu soon came, so they understood what had happened.

"Hurry and help me find Sanca and Dadung Amuk" Bayu said.

All the disciples who were not exposed to the Poison of Inner Destruction began to move, they searched everywhere in White Eagles College. Unfortunately after a long search, it turns out that the two people were not found. They disappeared without a trace.

In the back room, Sari and Ratih were being treated by Grandpa Rajawali. Both sit cross-legged with their hands above their knees. Grandpa Rajawali behind them while sticking his hands to his back and then channeling his inner strength to neutralize the poison.

The Poison of Inner Energy Destruction is not very dangerous. This poison rarely causes casualties. Only, within three days and three nights, the victim would feel his body limp and head ache like being hit. Although not to the point of death, but the Poison of Inner Power Destruction is listed in the list of one of the malignant poisons.

As powerful as that person is, it will not be able to fight against the ferocity of the Poison of Inner Power Destruction. The only ones who can deny it are those who are very highly educated and know the types of poisons.

After being saluri assisted by Grandpa Rajawali, the condition of Ratih and Sari began to improve a little. The energy in them can be expended, all that remains is a feeling of weakness.

Just when she finished her treatment, Bayu had just arrived in the back room and reported the incident.

"Teacher, almost all of the disciples were exposed to the Poison of Deep Power Destruction. The only survivors of the poison were left around thirty students" Bayu reported.

"Labour. I believe Sanca and Dadung Amuk are behind this incident. Quickly search for them until they can. If you have found the man, bring him here" said the Eternal Grandfather who held back his anger.

"Good teacher," said the four students compactly.

However, they had not had time to carry out the task given by his teacher, suddenly two gatekeeper students ran away in shock.

"Teacher, the teacher. Nawed," said one of the disciples with a gasp of breath.

"What's so bad? Say it clearly, take it easy first," Bayu said somewhat snappingly.

"Just like the teacher. Dozens of people are moving towards here. It looks like they intend to attack" said the student.

"what?" Grandpa Rajawali shocked not a bitch. His eyes were glaring like they were coming out. Not only himself, even the four core muri felt extremely shocked by the news. They are confused as to what to do. More than half of the students were poisoned.

"Teacher, how is this?" tanya Bayu is getting panicked.

"We face them to the point of blood. Immediately order the awake disciple to prepare. We will soon fight against people who dare to mess with the White Royal College," said Grandpa Sakti.

"Good teacher,"

Meanwhile, from the southern direction of White Royal College, a group of about fifty people were moving quickly towards the college.

Some of them use horses at once there are also those who run relying on the science of lightening the body. The men wear all-black clothing symbolized by a snake spoon (cobra) on his back. If not the Spoon Serpent College, who else?

The number of members of the Spoon Serpent College who came to attack this time was around fifty people. Each of the core disciples led ten groups.

On the other hand, without anyone knowing that from earlier Cakra Buana and the Thousand-handed Swordsman were sitting lurking on a branch of a large enough tree. Both of them deliberately have not come out because they do not want to interfere in the affairs of others.

Cakra Buana and the Thousand Hand Swordsman were still paying attention to what was about to happen. They agreed that it would help if the White Eagles were really desperate. For Cakra Buana, this is a lesson for the great teachers of the college.

Not long after, the clattering of horse footsteps sounded increasingly clear. Some of them have arrived first and directly perched on the fortress or roof of the college.

On the other hand, the remaining disciples of White Eagles College were already on standby. They will fight to the point of the final blood as instructed by his teacher.

The two sides have faced each other. Weapons have been drawn as well. Just waiting for the command of the leader, then this bloodshed is inevitable.

"Welcome to my journey. Please tell me what your arrival means," said Grandpa Rajawali while saluting him.

Then a sixty-year-old man got off his horse. He gave me that greeting.

"Our goal here is only one. That is to destroy the White Royal College and seize this territory," said the old man.

"Hehhhh .. Old Poison, just as you speak. If you really want everything, take it if you can," challenge Grandpa Rajawali with a standby position.

"*******. Attack!!" shouted the person called Old Poison.

The old poison is the master teacher of the Spoon Serpent College. He is famous for his highly dangerous moves because it contains malignant poison. That is why he was called the Old Poison.

After giving the order to all his disciples to attack, then the disciple who numbered around his fifties immediately attacked simultaneously.

"Groan …"

"Forward …"

"Come …"

Shouts from both sides began to break the silence of the night. The clink of sharp weapons in the form of swords, machetes, spears and so on began to sound. The voices were getting longer and longer the louder it sounded nonstop.

The night that should have passed quietly, now the opposite. Tonight, a bloody battle ensued. The clouds are blackened and the moon no longer wants to shine.

The battle between the universities had already run for almost twenty minutes. Although it had only been running for a while, but the casualties had begun to fall. Be it from the White Eagle College, or the Spoon Snake College.