Story of Maung Kulon

The Three Eastern Demons

But make no mistake, the Three Eastern Demons are not a mere empty name. In the East there, the three demons get a name that is quite famous among the martial world.

So when he saw the needle was relaunched, one of the three, the owner of the needle, just by moving the hand like waving, all the needles were back in his hand.

"Hehehe, the Three Eastern Demons are indeed not empty nicknames," said the Strange Old Man.

"Who's each of your names?" ask again.

"I'm the Demon Punch, he's the Demon Sword, and one more, he's the Demon Kick," said the Demon Punch introducing his two comrades.

"Hemm, the name alone can make a child cry hahaha. Then what do you want again? Didn't I tell you that our two weren't in my hands" said the Strange Old Man.

"Hemm, is that right?" ask the Sword Devil.

"Life, I've never lied to anyone. And I guess, everyone knows this," replied the Strange Old Man.

"Well, we believe," said Satan Punch.

"Indeed, I must believe. Then, why aren't you guys leaving yet?" ask The Strange Old Man.

"Since we've come all the way here, will you give us some pointers? We've heard your big name before, but haven't had time to try to get to where your greatness is" Satan Kicks said.

The Strange Old Man thought for a moment. Not long after that, he nodded his head.

"Okay, I accept your challenge. For a moment, I took my stick first," he said and immediately went to the bamboo saung to pick up his weapon.

It didn't take long, the old man had already returned while carrying a black wooden stick. The stick swerved twice. It looks very ugly and is old, but make no mistake, it is a stick of pride.

As long as he secluded himself from the crowded world, the staff always accompanied him. I don't know how many people have died as a result of the stick. And I don't know how many times his life was helped by that ugly stick.

"You ready?" ask the Sword Devil.

"Already,"

"Who will you choose between us?"

"All," replied the Strange Old Man briefly.

"You sure?"

"Very sure,"

"good. We begin," said the Sword Demon.

After which, he immediately whipped out the fried sword on his back. The sword was not so striking in color, but from that sword, there was an awesomeness that was difficult to tell.

The Strange Old Man immediately took the stance of the horses. It looks relaxed but is actually very dangerous.

In the next second, three human shadows immediately slid to three sides. They split three parts. After obtaining the position, the Sword Demon immediately launched its first attack from the front.

His sword slid swiftly giving off a deadly stab. Once a buzz, a dangerous move has come out.

The Demon Punch does not want to lose, he also launched his first attack in the form of a death blow. His right hand is stretched forward. From that hand came a mighty force.

The Demon Kick did not stay still, its legs he stomped to the ground so that it made the surrounding place slightly tremble. His body immediately slashed forward while giving a loud and ruthless kick.

Three attacks at the same time had already shot towards the Strange Old Man. This happened in the blink of an eye. Anyone who saw this fight, would definitely be amazed.

Seeing how dangerous the three attacks were, the Strange Old Man did not want to mince words anymore. His two-twist wand resisted the sword attack. His left hand moved withstanding the devastating blow. And his right leg he lifted dispelled a fierce kick.

Once moving the body, three successful attacks he agitated. The four warriors fought for power within for a while.

As soon as it traced the ground normally, the Three Eastern Demons immediately lunged back. Three different attacks and from different sides have hit again.

All three attacks were equally devastating and deadly. If someone else had received this attack, they would have been killed. But the Strange Old Man was no one else.

He held the Mega Sweeping Stick. He swung at high speed. From the cane came out a great inner energy that gave rise to a buzzing sound like thousands of bees.

His body rotated under the resulting beam of his wand. There was a clashing sound and a loud noise as he moved to resist the opponent's attack.

"Grush …"

"Grush …"

The sound of wind roared as the four warriors exchanged attacks. The tree leaves in the place swayed violently following the direction of the battle wind.

Twenty moves had passed, but the four warriors were still fighting fiercely. Satan Kick launched his kick style that sliced the heart. If the kick hit a stone, of course the stone was immediately smashed.

The Sword Demon displayed his cleverness, with the style of the Cloud-Penetrating Sword, he pierced from all sides looking for the gap of the Strange Old Man.

But the old man could still accept all the onslaught that came simultaneously. The longer, the rays produced from the streak and the rotation of the stick are getting bigger.

The stick moved following the direction of his three opponents' attacks. His left hand he used also to fend off the punches and kicks that came.

Rumbling sounds kept coming out every time they fought an attack and exertion within. The Strange Old Man really could not be looked at one eye. Even when he reached the thirty-five ranks, he was even more ferocious.

The impact that came out of his mouth shook the place around. He turned his nurse back. The wand disappeared and became a black shadow.

The strongest moves of the Strange Old Man had already come out. This move he named the Demon Wand. His movements are getting more agile and fierce. His wand swept across the Three Eastern Demons.

In just a few moments of tremors, three of his opponents were thrown backwards while holding onto some of the painful parts of their bodies.

"Hehehe, how? You guys still want to continue?" ask the Strange Old Man while laughing loudly.

It seems that the three demons were already in a hurry by their own lust. In the blink of an eye, the three back attacked the Strange Tau People. All the science they have is expended.

The movement of the three was very different from before. The attacks that were launched were getting more devastating. The glint of the sword as well as the gusts of wind from the punches and kicks felt bone-piercing.

The Strange Old Man began to be overwhelmed. All of the counterattacks he had launched broke down halfway through. All movements are closed. The next ten moves, he was getting desperate.

In that fierce fight, suddenly the Demon Punch again threw a secret weapon in the form of a jet-black needle.

"Grush …"

Back then, the Strange Old Man was seriously fending off all of his opponent's attacks. So he was not aware of the needles.

"Clapp .. clapp …"

Dozens of needles managed to pierce through several parts of his body. He grimaced with countless pains. His movements became slow. Very slow. His eyes mukai blurry.

It was at such a time that the Sword Demon stabbed his sword right at the heart of the Strange Old Man.

"Swbb …"

"Heughh ..." his voice stuck in the throat. Shortly after the sword was removed, he immediately collapsed to the ground face down.

Meanwhile, on the other hand Cakra Buana was running as fast as possible. His extremely sharp ears had already heard there was a fight.

His movements were like a shadow in the darkness of the night. He shouted calling out the name Strange Old Man all the way. Unfortunately, there is no answer. This made him even more panicked so he increased his speed.