Story of Maung Kulon

Three Lions Shaking a Tiger

Ayu Pertiwi chose to dwell on a branch of the kihujan tree to wait for the return of the Cakra Buana. It was not far from the residence of the duke Surya Wilaloni, so of course the all-white young man could find it easily, he thought.

At the residence of the duke Surya Wilaloni, now Cakra Buana was surrounded by people there. The soldiers had surrounded themselves. Three powerful figures were already in front of him, namely Ki Jangkung, Ki Begang, and the duke Surya Wilaloni himself.

The three warriors were furious at Cakra Buana when they saw Ayu Pertiwi could escape from there. Each of their heirloom weapons had been tightly grasped.

Ki Begang had already twirled the poisonous whip, Ki Jangkung was already holding his twin daggers and was ready to rendezvous with Cakra Buana. While the duke of Surya Wilaloni was ready with a keris luk nine hers.

"Fuck fuck!!! You think you can win against the three of us heh? So how dare you let go of your friend," the duke of Surya snapped.

"No, I told him to leave just because I didn't want him to see you dead in my hands" Cakra Buana said with a cynical smile.

Not playing angry three figures hear the words Cakra Buana. Their faces turned red and the look in their eyes revealed deep hatred.

"A cocky boy. Falling fruit is always not far from the tree. His teacher is a traitor and does not know the tattoo, it turns out his student is also the same. Pathetic ..." taunted the duke Surya Wilaloni.

"Shut your mouth, Surya. Don't you dare mention my teacher's name again with your foul mouth. You think I'm scared because you're a duke? Don't dream. Wait especially? Let's complain about life!!!" challenge Cakra Buana.

The tone of the all-white young man became different, unlike before. Of course, which disciple would accept if his teacher was insulted in front of his own eyes?

"Suppose your mouth. Don't blame me if my dagger pierces your heart .." said the duke Surya Wilaloni immediately charged forward.

The duke immediately moved his nine dredges quickly. The keris was as if it was ready to pierce the heart of Cakra Buana.

Not only that, Ki Begang and Ki Jangkung also participated in the fight. The soldiers were still gathered there awaiting orders from his lord.

The speed of the three movements was almost the same, the nine dagger luk attacked from the front with the target heart.

Ki Jangkung's twin dagger is ready to slash Cakra Buana's neck. While the poisonous whip Ki Begang, ready to slap the entire body of the all-white youth.

Cakra Buana had already predicted this, so easily the Godly Heirloom Sword he moved to fend off the three joint attacks.

"City …"

"City …"

"City …"

The four heirloom weapons clashed giving rise to a beautiful but menacing spark of fireworks.

The four retreated a few steps, they again attacked Cakra Buana at once after resting on the legs and then jumped forward.

Just a moment ago, the four warriors were already engaged in a fierce and tense fight.

Spears, daggers, and whips continue to target the weakest part of the Cakra Buana. But easily the young swordsman dodged all attacks.

Cakra Buana leapt backwards and then attacked again. His movements changed completely, not like before. This time he did not want to play anymore.

He instantly exerted the eighth form of the teachings of the Book of Gods Playing Sword.

"The Sword God Tearing the Mountain …"

The God's Sword is no longer visible. All that was seen was a black shadow rolling up his three enemies.

If one-on-one among the three of them, of course at least Cakra Buana can already urge the opponent.

But because this fight is one-sided, then the God Sword Ripping Mountain style does not give too much effect. Though the prestige of his sword had already come out and pressed the opponent.

This happened because none other than the three warriors were able to cooperate very well. Not to be outdone by Cakra Buana, the three opponents also issued their mainstay moves.

"The Ultimate Keri Naga Siliwung …"

"Twin Dagger Flying Snake …"

Keris the duke of Surya Wilaloni was moving faster and faster. The kris gave off a golden light that dazzled the eyes of Cakra Buana.

Ki Jangkung's twin daggers have been moved. The two daggers swerved like two snakes ready to peck at prey.

Another with Ki Begang's poisonous whip, he snatched his whip violently. Each stroke makes a sound that can break the eardrum. Even the poisonous air from the whip was increasingly stinging the nose.

Facing three high-level attacks at once, it was certainly Cakra Buana hassles as well. Especially those who bring it out jungle figures.

The longer the Cakra Buana moves the more it can be held. Even at this moment he could only survive without being able to avenge the attack.

"The Wrath of the God …"

"Guard …"

Suddenly Cakra Buana was able to thicken all the attacks the enemy was trying to urge him.

Buana's chakra was like a flutter, he had just brought out the last move of the Book of Gods Playing Sword. This was the first time he used that style.

Cakra Buana felt how her hands were like her own. Even as if he couldn't control it, the God Heirloom Sword let out its prestige at the maximum level.

The sword emitted a blackish smoke that made the opponent even more depressed. The three warriors were very surprised to see this great style.

Just a few waves away, Ki Begang, Ki Jangkung, and the duke of Surya Wilaloni bounced as far as two spears back. Their weapons were almost released, their chests felt tight.

The three growled furiously. They try to get up again.

"The Death Kris of the Dragon Siliwung …"

"Twin Dagger Slashed the Ocean …"

"The Whip of Anantaboga …"

"Guard …"

The three warriors came back to attack with their final moves while interspersed with deep-power long-range attacks.

The loud clang due to the clash of heirloom weapons was increasingly deafening. The sparks of fire continued to look nonstop.

The three warriors are getting more and more crazy. Their attacks are getting more violent. Buana's chakra is the same, his hands are completely uncontrollable.

It was as if his hand was moved by something invisible. The four fought fiercely, like three lions ganged on a tiger.

When Cakra Buana served Ki Jangkung and the duke Surya Wilaloni, suddenly Ki Begang jumped backwards and quickly swung his whip.

"Guard …"

"Marr …"

"Mahh …"

Ki Begang's poisonous whip managed to hit Cakra Buana's back. His clothes were torn, there was a blackened scar there. The hot air immediately attacked his body.

Just a few puffs away, he was in a desperate position again. The hot air increasingly attacked him, his face was already pale. Cold sweat had washed all over his body.

"Reliminat …"

"Mahh …"

Ki Jangkung's twin dagger managed to tear off Cakra Buana's right arm. He also fell to his knees.

The soldiers are gathered ready to capture. All three of his lawyers were already standing in opposition in front of him. But before everything happened, suddenly Cakra Buana shouted loudly. His head was raised to the sky.