
#Kaesang jumped out of the window behind him.
"Don't run away, young man!" yelled Ki Bargo loudly.
"Don't beat the tele, quickly finish him off" Nyi Sami said in an angry tone. Order to Ki Bargo to be completed immediately.
"You see, it won't take long my wife" Ki Bargo was very confident in his words. He also flashed an evil smile.
It did not take long, Ki Bargo flew through the window following Kaesang who was outside the food stall. Now they were facing each other, with Ki Bargo's sharp gaze looking at Kaesang. After that they started fighting in the courtyard next to the food stall. Everyone who was looking, ran backwards very far from them. More and more villagers came to see.
Fights began to be fierce, Ki Bargo is not an enemy that can be taken lightly. But Kaesang still looked calm to face him at this moment. Although not able to beat Ki Bargo back, Kaesang can still dart a few blows to Ki Bargo.
"Basic fucking boy! Don't keep dodging my attacks!"
Ki Bargo began to grow furious with Kaesang's way of fighting.
"Fight properly, if you don't want to die in vain" warned Ki Bargo, pulling his black machete.
Kaesang looked more alert now, he started to think calmly. Kaesang's eyes continued to pay attention to Ki Bargo's movements.
Ki Bargo, move the black machete for a moment. With the pairs of legs of the horses, Ki Bargo's right hand swung left nimbly. His left hand was placed in front of his heart. Nimblely he turned his hand, and weaved his black machete right. Then, left and right and his feet began to step forward.
Kaesang looks silent, waiting for Ki Bargo's attack. "Hiaaaak, wusss, wusss, ssshh, sshh "the sound of the wind as Ki Bargo's relentless black machete swing leads to Kaesang.
Suddenly Uncle's voice from a distance away. "Young man" cried Uncle as he threw a slightly worn celurit towards Kaesang.
Shuwu.
The celurit flew towards Kaesang, then caught the celurit with his right hand. Then Kaesang gave a small smile to Ki Bargo.
"Come, this business is over ! " cocky Ki Bargo.
Both are together, moving forward by crossing their steps. Nimble Ki Bargo swung his machete.
"wusss, tring"
However, it was caught by Kaesang. Keep going, until they move around making a circle.
Wusssh, tring - trings.
Haha, wuush, wushh.
Tring - tring-tring.
"Why so long!" shouted Nyi Sami, already impatiently waiting for her husband.
Heard his wife's angry scream. Ki Bargo started to retreat, he moved both his hands up to his head. With his mouth kamit, do not know what is saying. Then he spread out his hands, after which lowered his hands. Raising both hands, like taking a deep breath. Then after that, he pointed his black machete forward. Leading to Kaesang, some loud noises were produced.
"Hiaaatt" with horse legs.
JJDUMMMMF.
The fireballs came out from the black machete and led to Kaesang.
Kaesang nimbly avoided those fireballs a few times. For a moment Kaesang twisted his body, looking back. All the trees were burned by the fireball Ki Bargo.
But regardless of that, Ki Bargo continued to dart his attack. Kaesang tried to fend off the fireball with a celurit, but the celurit bounced and fell. The celurit was crushed when it fell to the ground.
Aware of Kaesang's position, which was cornered by Ki Bargo's attack. Kaesang bathed "Bismillah" and rubbed the ring on his finger. Instantly appeared the gold-colored fan in Kaesang's right hand. With a short thought,
Why did the gold fan appear? How to use this fan?
For a moment he began to fend off Ki Bargo's attack with the fan in his hand.
"Hiiaat" Ki Bargo's attacks continuously.
Wussh.
The sound of wind because Kaesang managed to fend off the fireball attack.
Doorrr-dorr - doorrr.
As a result of the explosion from the fireball, which hit the tree and the wooden paggar immediately burned and destroyed.
Seeing that situation, Nyi Sami tried to help Ki bargo. Nyi Sami took out her yellow scarf, and the "wuussss" shawl became long and rubbed into Kaesang's chest.
"Uh."'
BRUAAK .
Kaesang bounced very far because of the stolen attack from Nyi Sami. Until the tree in the benturnya fell with its roots.
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