Story of Maung Kulon

True Swordsman

A cold sweat started to wash over the back of Eyang Batara Bodas. The old grandfather was confused and half dead because the Ajian Curuk God's style slid as fast as lightning. There was no choice but to complain about his life, he thought.

So without thinking anymore, Eyang Batara Bodas stayed in place with the position of the horses steady. His inner energy is constantly being channeled ever greater.

"Grand …"

The loudest clash of all the previous collisions occurred, the bodies of the two warriors were equally bounced. The Batara Bodas fell quite far away. His palm felt crumpled, even the palm was charred and reflected black smoke.

Carka Buana itself bounced and crashed into the ruins of the royal building. Swordsman Maung Kulon felt his body crumble. For a moment the index finger of his right hand felt limp and vibrate.

From the corner of Cakra Buana's lips, there was thick blood. He shrunk it with his left arm. After that, as powerful as the Swordsman Maung Kulon stood up again. The same with Eyang Batara Bodas.

Both are equally praised in their hearts. According to Cakra Buana's guess, the power of Eyang Batara Bodas is not much different from the martial grandfather he had met before.

When the two were ready to return, they then both lunged forward. Cakra Buana with fists and clutches. While Eyang Batara Bodas with his palm.

The two warriors resumed their fight.

"Nrank …"

"Nrank …"

At the same time, the chest of Cakra Buana was hit by the palm of the Eyeang Batara Bodas. On the other hand, Eyang Batara Bodas was also hit by the blow of Cakra Buana in the upper part of his heart. Both are back to back.

But as soon as their feet hit the ground, the two attacked again. Attack after attack began to appear. The punches and hits of the palm continued to collide. These two warriors who had high abilities became an interesting spectacle for the warriors who were there.

According to them, this fight will soon be over. Both sides are exhausted. Only, who won could not be determined right now.

The Buana chakra extends the right hand which forms the grip. His intentions gripped the neck of Eyang Batara Bodas, but alas, the old man turned out to be nimble as well. With a simple movement, Eyang Batara Bodas was able to avoid the grip.

But who would have thought, once his head was pulled to the edge, Cakra Precisely hooked his nape with a scratch as well. Want to not want the body of Eyang Batara Bodas also interested in the future. As fast as lightning Cakra Buana sent out a punch with his left hand eyeing the old man's heart.

But not yet met the target, the hand of Eyang Batara Bodas has also moved. The hand retraces the attack that the Cakra Buana will launch. The two hands meet again. The air there is getting heavier.

Both are exhausted. I don't know how many hundred of them have gone on. Since Cakra Buana was no longer holding back, he immediately snapped loudly.

"The Hand of the Ice God …"

"Guard …"

A power as big as a mountain carrying cold came crashing into the Eyang Batara Bodas suddenly. The old man was very surprised. As much as possible he brought back the Thunder Tread.

"Grand …"

Cakra Buana is indeed forced to issue a high level of skill given by the Eyang Rembang Mangkurat Mangku Jagat. Because of his deep energy he channeled all, then the result was terrible.

The old grandfather was thrown as far as six spears. His body rolled and stopped as it smashed into the rubble of the building. He's vomiting blood. All his bones felt broken.

Cakra Buana immediately approached the old man. As it turned out, he saw that the Eyang Batara Bodas was meeting the very moment of his imminent death.

"You won the boy .. hahaha, I-I am so happy to die in the hands of a true swordsman like you," said Eyang Batara Bodas somewhat faltered.

"Thank you. You go quietly, sorry you had to die by me," said Cakra Buana.

"Hahaha, I'll feel very calm. Good boy, good boy. Goodbye, true warrior," he said before long he breathed his last.

Despite enduring the intense pain, Eyang Batara Bodas died with a smile. It seems that he died in a happy state.

Before long, all the warriors who had been watching the battle of Cakra Buana, now they came one by one. No less the number of warriors was about seventy people. Everything was fine, except for minor injuries.

"Prince, aren't you papa?" ask a swordsman to Cakra Buana.

"I'm not papa, just a little deep wound. Don't you worry, just Ling Zhi?" ask Cakra Buana.

"The prince take it easy. He's been in a safe place,"

"Goodoo. Now let's get out of here. Dawn will soon come. We go to the forest where there is goanya so that I can recover the power within. After that, then we gather with the other troops," Cakra Buana said to all the warriors.

"Good prince. We're listening to orders,"

Soon they left from there. Two warriors hold Cakra Buana. The seventies shorter warrior immediately sped as fast as possible. Before that, they had distributed the loot to all the previously separated people. The rest will be used according to the orders of Cakra Buana.

The dawn has come. Dozens of warriors were celebrating their simple victory in a forest close to the old cave. They burned several rabbits and two deer. The current Cakra of Buana is still mediated to recover its inner power.

That magnificent little kingdom had now been shattered into dust. Everything is flat with the ground. Thousands of corpses filled all around. Crows flew around the building. Green flies that smelled of carnation and carrion began to swarm the bodies.

Cakra Buana told the warriors to go back there again. The warriors were assigned to bury the victims. The one with the title of swordsman, buried properly. Only a soldier, buried in one big hole.

At first they refused this command of the Cakra Buana, but with an authoritative smile, Cakra Buana said, "Hell is also like us, they are human. So it is appropriate that they get proper treatment even though they have become corpses. What's wrong is the man, not the body,"

Only one sentence was thrown out. But that one sentence was able to tear down the strongest wall in the swordsmen's hearts. Without saying much, they immediately went to execute his orders.

Just when the sun was almost right over the crown, they had just finished burying all the corpses. So that there is nothing more but the ruins of the building that will become history.