Story of Maung Kulon

The Plan of Six Unknown People

Cakra Buana and the Thousand Hands Swordsman had already taken two days of travel. The two are currently walking lightly in a forest.

The current state is full moon night. The moon shines brightly on the earth. Spreading new fragrant fragrant fragrant from the blooming flowers. Provides coolness and comfort for anyone.

According to the Thousand-handed Swordsman, their distance to the Wingit Pigeon School was not far. At least, it only took them an hour they would be there soon.

As they were walking leisurely, suddenly Cakra Buana's sharp ears heard a person in front of them. He immediately beckoned the Thousand Hand Swordsman not to make a sound.

"Is there anyone out there?" ask the Thousand Hands Swordsman.

"There were, like, six people. Five people in uniform are similar, while one is different,"

"Who are they?"

"I don't know yet. But we'll find out soon enough" said Cakra Buana.

He immediately looked sharply ahead there. Ajian Dewa Sapta Pangrungu he let out so that Cakra Buana could hear their conversation clearly.

In front of there …

"Did the task I had previously given you succeed?" ask an old man with a scary look.

"Already sir. That man was dead, and I told everyone at Wingit Pigeon College that his best friend, the Thousand Swordsman was the one who killed him," replied a person in white clothes bearing the emblem of a dove on his back.

"good. Then have you found the College's Book of Jagads?"

"If this hasn't been. I still have to find where to store the book," replied the person who is thought to be from the Wingit Pigeon School.

"Hemm, okay. In the next week, I'll meet you here again and ask you about your work. You used this Mountain Snake Poison powder. Put it on the teachers' food. You have to kill a few more of them so that our men can go in and disguise themselves there," the old man said, giving a small leather pouch thought to contain poison.

"Good sir. I resigned, I'm afraid the people there are looking for me,"

"Well, you go" said the old man.

The man left immediately, and the five were still standing there.

"Sir, will he succeed?"

"Hopefully. If he succeeds, then we can get the Book of Jam Selayang Jagad and will be able to seize the college," replied the old man.

On the other hand, as long as the Cakra Buana listened to the people's talk, he always spoke it back to the Thousand-handed Swordsman. What they were talking about, that was also what Cakra Buana said.

Not added, especially reduced.

It is for this reason that the Swordsman of the Thousand Hands is increasingly convinced that it is the people who have slandered and betrayed the Wingit Pigeon College.

"Prince, what should we do now?"

"We must know who these five people are" Cakra Buana replied briefly.

Just as his words were done, his body had already darted and landed in front of the five people earlier. Before long, even the Thousand-handed Swordsman had already arrived there.

"Who are you?" asked one of the five of them to Cakra Buana and the Thousand-handed Swordsman.

"You don't need to know who we are. It is precisely we who should know who you are," the Thousand-handed Swordsman snapped.

"Hemm, two arrogant humans," he said.

"Two arrogant humans are better than six demon humans who intend to poison people" Cakra Buana said.

His face described his annoyance, but his heart was a little surprised as well. Because he had not felt anyone eavesdropping, but somehow the foreign swordsman could know their conversation.

"Tell me who you really are? If there is guts, open your veil," the old man snapped to Cakra Buana.

Please note that after he went wandering to and fro, Cakra Buana did change his appearance a little. Now he always wears a white veil and sometimes even always uses a caping with a sword that remains on his back.

"You don't deserve to know who I really am yet" Cakra Buana replied calmly.

"Nonsolent," the man snapped.

"Prince, what should I do?" asked the Thousand Hand Swordsman whispering.

"You go. Pursue the man, let these five men take care of him" said Cakra Buana.

"good. I believe in you,"

After speaking like that, his body immediately shot up as fast as it could chase after the person earlier. One of the five wanted to hold back, but Cakra Buana first confronted him.

"It looks like you're looking to die" said one of the men and then pulled out his sword.

Simultaneously, the other three people immediately drew out their swords as well. While the old man who was supposed to be their leader, still stood quietly.

"Please if you are able to," sneered Cakra Buana.

Getting a speech like just now, the faces of the four people immediately turned red. His eyes grew sharp under the darkness of the night. Without further ado, they immediately attacked Cakra Buana in a simultaneous motion.

The sword light immediately enveloped the place around. The cold wind felt piercing the Cakra Buana bone.

Four strikes in the form of sabetage and stabbing came simultaneously. The attack is quite fast, but the Cakra Buana is able to avoid it even faster.

Seeing that the enemy could dodge the attack easily, the four men were increasingly convinced that the swordsman they were facing had quite high strength.

Without a doubt, the aftershocks came back. This time it was faster and fiercer than the first one.

Cakra Buana could not stand still, immediately his hand retraced all the attacks that came. With just a short movement, the swords of the four people instantly clashed with his own comrades.

They grew even more furious, snapping began to sound out of their mouths. The sabre is hunting. The stabs are getting worse.

Cakra Buana started to put up resistance again. His hands changed position. As the four attacks returned to hunt him down, he simply spun in the air then came back down while giving a whirling kick.

The four warriors instantly bounced away as part of his body felt hit by a powerful force.

Their anger is growing. The moves that were issued by him were getting even greater. They hope that with all his abilities this can knock down the foreign swordsman.

But Cakra Buana is no one else. His moves consisted of various extremely dangerous vicious movements.

The punches and clutches began to retaliate against the four swordsmen. The body of the Buana Cakra changed like a shadow. The various kinds of attacks he had already titled. In a matter of minutes, things turned around.

The Cakra Buana now has the upper hand. When it reached the next ten ranks, each of the four warriors got a crushing blow right on his chest.

They bounced. His sword slipped out of his grasp. Fresh blood immediately came out from their respective mouths. For a moment, the four of them were no longer able to fight.

"With your strength alone determined to kill me? Hmm, are you guys dreaming?"

With a cold tone Cakra Buana mocked them. Although in his heart felt very upset, but now they can no longer continue the fight.

Who would have thought, at such a time suddenly the old man had pulled out his machete and was ready to attack Cakra Buana.