Story of Maung Kulon

The Great War XII

And it is true, the two figures were two grandfathers from the martial world. Their names are famous all over the country. His cruelty might even defeat the Lifeless Angel.

The two walked side by side casually. Each ground of rocks they pitched, leaving footprints deep enough. Both of them deliberately showed off their knowledge to scare the opponent.

Mad Ape, this time he came up with a different appearance than the others. Her body was covered in fur and always itchy, wearing only a slightly shabby yellow torn outfit. In his right hand was a wooden stick.

While the Nine Lives King came in his blood red clothes. His head was tied with a black silk cloth. His appearance looks very handsome and haunted. His eyes were sharp as eagle eyes. His eyebrows were long thick like a machete. In his old age, even he still looks handsome.

He came without a gun because of his skill in playing empty-handed. But make no mistake, both hands are able to break steel though.

The two stopped in front of Prabu Katapangan within fifteen steps. Prabu Katapangan itself stands right next to Cakra Buana. The Maung kulon fighter is currently serving to restore his lost power.

Prabu Katapangan hastily take the Batara God Scepter so that it is not taken by the enemy.

"Hehehe, it turns out that here has just finished a great show," the Nine Lives King said with a laugh.

"Would you guys come here?" ask Prabu Katapangan.

"You already know our purpose. Why do you pretend to ask?" said Crazy Ape while scratching his body.

"As long as I'm alive, don't expect you to have these Three Legendary Heirlooms" Prabu Katapangan said.

"really? Hemm, don't be greedy. Just give us the Godly Sword. The rest is for you," said Mad Ape while mocking.

"I'll give it to you. On condition that you must die first in my hands," said Prabu Katapangan and attacked Kera Gila.

Raden Arjuna's arrow has been placed on his back, he attacked with the Batara God Scepter. Although not a stick expert, at least he can play some stick style because it was taught by his teacher first.

That heirloom stick he's sticking from the bottom up. His fiance brought the misfortune of a cold wind as strong as a storm. Mad Ape is not just any character, he has long been the grandfather of the green jungle. So when the attack turned to him, he simply crossed his staff in front.

"City …"

The two sticks clashed to make the whole stick vibrate. Mad Ape stomps his staff strike back so as to make Prabu Katapangan retreated three steps.

The two then fought back after stopping for a while. This time the Mad Ape attacked first. His great cane-strakes he had already taken out. The new battle lasted only a few moves, but the battle had already attracted the attention of many warriors.

On the other hand, the Nine Lives King saw a golden opportunity. He witnessed that Cakra Buana was in his meditation so that he did not hear anything because his injuries were deep enough, so he had to really concentrate.

It was at that moment that the King of Nine Lives stomped his feet in the direction of Cakra Buana. His right hand he stuck out intending to attack Cakra Buana with the tread.

From the palm of the hand came a tremendous amount of energy ready to kill Cakra Buana.

But just when the distance was close, from the left direction suddenly a cold wind that spread murderous air was shooting towards him.

The Nine Lives King was jolted, forced to fend off the attack by shaking his right hand which had been in the flow of energy.

"Grush …"

"Grand …"

A clash of hearts occurred. The King of Nine Lives has returned to its original place. His face was looking at the wind. Before long, he saw two old geezers armed with fans and sticks were casually walking towards him.

"You .." said the Nine Lives King somewhat in shock as he pointed towards the two people.

"Bodas and the White Starling. Do you still know the two of us?" said an old man as he continued to step.

"Hemm, it turns out you two are. It was unexpected that you were here as well," said the grandfather of the green jungle.

"Not much mouth. Don't expect you to hurt the boy while we're two brothers breathing" White said.

"Alright, then let me hurt you two first," said the Nine Lives King.

He sent a long-range punch. A blood-red ray shot towards the White Starling and the Crow Bodas.

But the two old geezers were not random warriors, their strength was rarely defeated if they were already united like this.

With a simple movement, Jalak Putih has flicked the fan so that the opponent's attack turns the direction of the empty place.

"Grand …"

The clash of the moves caused an explosion sound that made the rocks shatter into pieces.

Not yet exhausted the effect of the explosion earlier, the body of the Nine Lives King had already slid forward. Without hesitation, the punch attack he had already launched ferociously.

The Crow Bodas and the White Starling did not want to stay silent, they knew who the opponent was at the moment, so the two were no longer fooling around.

"So.t …"

"Mirgin …"

The death fan has been developed. A sharp sword had already come out of the scabbard. In one breath, the two fellow disciples had already retaliated against the Nine Lives King's attack.

The fan belonging to Jalak Putih stirred every time in flickering. The sword belonging to the Crow Bodas whizzed sharply every time in swing. Two heirloom weapons pounded the King of Nine Lives.

But with perfect strength, the green forest grandfather could still dodge the opponent's attack lightly.

Meanwhile, Prabu Katapangan is still fighting fiercely against the Mad Ape. The Batara God Scepter is really powerful. Several times the stick destroyed the surrounding place because of his missed attack, even the Mad Ape had felt how the stick was in fact.

Fortunately, he was the grandfather of green forests, so even though his body had felt the legacy of the legend, he still survived despite having to endure the pain.

Now it was the turn of the Mad Ape who was in an attacking position. The end of his navel wand trembled so that it became some shadow. With a short movement, he poked the stick into the abdomen. So close, the stick actually changed direction to the top of the chin.

"City …"

The batara God Scepter had held the opponent's weapon.

"Nrank …"

Prabu Katapangan sends a proper kick to the chest of Crazy Monkey. The martial world grandfather did not expect at all, so he did not have time to hold the kick.

As a result, he bounced up to six steps. But once his position had returned, the strange man immediately attacked again. He rotates his wand like a pinwheel. Each turn carried a mighty wind.

With the movement of lightning, from the rotation of the wind glides a series of energy in height.

"Grush …"

"good. I've been waiting for a moment like this" said Prabu Katapangan excitedly.