Story of Maung Kulon

Besieged

Cakra Buana and the Thousand-Hand Swordsman almost arrived at the last gate. But apparently, the gate had closed first.

Before long hundreds of soldiers Kawasenan Kingdom besieged the two warriors. The tip of the spear flashed sharply under the scorching heat of the sun. One soldier holds one shield that is round and sturdy made of steel.

They've surrounded Cakra Buana. Then three different warriors from the eleven, advanced forward in the middle of the sea of warriors.

All three are elderly people. One was a bit fat with slightly disheveled hair, on his waist was tucked a rather large long machete, he was commonly called the Head Splitter Gaff.

Another one is a bit short wearing dark green clothes and pants. On his right waist, tucked in a green bamboo one-and-a-half meters long, he was in the Jukuki of the Green Bamboo.

Last but not least, the guy is a bit tall. His body was more stocky than his two comrades. He wears all-gray clothes. Even his hair and beard were gray as well. Generally it was still at most about forty-eight years old, but its appearance was ten years older. He held a mace in his right hand. He is the Death Tone. A famous Kawasenan Kingdom swordsman.

"You think running is that easy after what you've done? Don't dream. You two can escape from that stupid swordsman, but not necessarily get away from us," said the Deathly Gada as he ruffled his waist. He put it on the right shoulder.

"Are you sure you want to fight with me?" challenge Cakra Buana.

"Why not? I've heard your name for a long time. So today, let us accompany you to play even for a moment" said the Green Bamboo.

"But I don't have time to play with you. My time is too precious" Cakra Buana said.

"Whatever you say. We could have forced you to play" said the Head Gollock.

"Eleven warriors alone could not face us both. Especially those of you who are only three people?" cakra Buana.

The Thousand Hands Swordsman was silent. He was gathering energy in secret, for the matter of provoking the opponent's emotions, Cakra Buana was indeed more expert than him.

"You don't equate us with them. Their knowledge is still far below us" said Gad Maut, bragging.

"really? But I don't trust you. Never mind, it's better to just let us go" Cakra Buana said, turning over.

He stomped his feet once before running again. As soon as his feet snapped, there was a shock quite like an earthquake. The soldiers who were in the way, suddenly fell over each other. Swordsman Maung Kulon did not waste this opportunity, he again ran with the Thousand Swordsman.

"Hey, don't run away you son of a bitch. I swear I'll break both your legs" cried the Green Bamboo.

Finished saying so, the three men also ran after Cakra Buana and the Thousand Hands Swordsman.

Actually, Cakra Buana was intentionally doing this. If he fought there, he would definitely be in danger. Because it's still inside the Royal Palace. It could have been while fighting, suddenly Prabu Ajiraga had appeared before him.

Since he knew the three old warriors would not let go of him, then Cakra Buana deliberately pretended to run. He continues to roll out his Ajian Saipi Wind which is almost reaching the perfect stage.

As soon as he arrived at a quiet forest, Cakra Buana and the Thousand Hands Swordsman immediately stopped. Their breath was a little dull from exhaustion. Sweat had washed both.

"Prince, you better get going. Let me face the three old men. They must be after us,! Said the Thousand-handed Swordsman after his breathing improved.

"It is precisely for that reason that I ran here uncle. If we fight there, reinforcements may come. We're gonna have a fuss. But if here, we can be more confident to be able to fight them" said Cakra Buana.

The Thousand Hands Swordsman did not answer. The words of Cakra Buana just now were true, in the end he did not talk much anymore. Because if he continues to refute the words of his prince, then his business will be another.

Not long after, from a little far away, three figures were heading towards them. The next ten breaths, the figure had already reached there. The distance was only about ten steps away. Unmistakably, he was the Green Bamboo, the Head Gobber, and the Death Pepper.

Their eyes were poking sharply. From those eyes alone, looks a vexation that is difficult to express. Anger has covered all three. Until at any time, they will not release the Cakra Buana which he thinks has an arrogant nature.

"Hehe, who's gonna run? It feels very disrespectful to run away from the old man" replied Cakra Buana with a cry.

"If you know you're being disrespectful, why are you here? Isn't this running too?" The Death Tone was getting angrier looking at Cakra Buana's behavior.

"When I run, why don't I run again? I just want to bring you here because it's safer here" Cakra Buana said.

"Safeer to kill you? Hahaha .. good, good," the Head Splitter laughed happily.

"No, the truth is it's safer to bury you. Aren't you the grandparents who stink of dirt?" Cakra Buana continued to provoke the emotions of his three opponents.

"You …"

"******* …"

"****** you …"

Green Bamboo attacked first than its three counterparts. Among others, it was only he who was the easiest to ignite his emotions.

The all-green grandfather suddenly attacked Cakra Buana by turning his bamboo right towards the heart. His movements are very fast. Even know-know green bamboo was already adrift distance of two jengkal from Cakra Buana.

But before his navel hit the target, a huge gust of wind suddenly hit the five people. I don't know where it came from. Even to the extent that the small branches of the tree, broken because of the powerful strike.

The green bamboo was startled, he immediately pulled back his weapon. Then immediately take a vigilant stance.

The great wind has vanished. The dust no longer billowed. The situation was again clearly seen, and the three warriors of Kawasenan Kingdom, were made surprised instead of playing.

Right now in front of them was not only Cakra Buana and the Swordsman of the Thousand Hands. But there were two other figures protecting them. Two figures of white-robed old man. One was holding a rather large seedling, the other was holding an ordinary stick.

The White Starling and the Crow Bodas. Who else, if not them?

Green Bamboo and two of his companions were shocked. Not only did they recognize these two figures, they even knew where their strength was.

But because they are doing their job, they also try to ventured.

"Greetings to you guys," said Gada Maut representing his partner.

"Greetings rahayu. What are you guys fussing about?" ask Crow Bodas.

"We're catching a thief. The two men have stolen the Kawasenan Kingdom heirloom," said the Death Tone.

"Hemm, is that really what you're saying?" The Bodas Crow squinted his eyes looking towards the Death Tone.

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