The Lightning King

10

"You're great, Young man." Ki Lunta stooped over to the young man dressed in golden yellow. His face was back to normal, as the tension was no longer over him.

Ki Lunta bowed his body again. But this time it was accompanied by a bow of the head as a sign of respect and gratitude.

"If there were no you, maybe me and my inn would have been flattened to the ground. Uh! What's your name, Young Man? I myself am named Ki Lunta. Let me always remember your priceless goodwill."

The young man dressed in golden yellow developed a hint of his smile. His face looked even more handsome when the morning sunlight hit him.

"Your praise is too much, Ki. I don't think I deserve it yet. Moreover, you mentioned the goodwill just now. I guess what I did just now was just an obligation to live with. Humans are required to help each other, Ki Lunta."

Ki Lunta smiled faintly at the low speech of this young man before him.

"Ah, yes. My name is Jaka Sembada. And commonly called Jaka," continued the young man dressed in golden yellow as he turned towards Ki Lunta and Roka alternately.

"I'm Roka," said the man dressed in green leaves, introducing himself.

"I'm so grateful for your help."

"Seeing what you have done, I remembered a virtuous white figure. The figure had been unfortunate in the martial world, which respected opponents and respected friends," Ki Lunta said later.

"Who's the character's name, Ki?" search Jaka.

"King of Lightning," replied Ki Lunta.

"Are you the heir?"

Jaka smiled at Ki Lunta's question.

"O yes, Ki Lunta. Have you known the Devil's accomplice for a long time?" tanya Jaka switched the conversation.

"Already," Ki Lunta replied slowly.

"They have ruled this village for a long time."

"The inhabitants of this village no one dares to oppose?"

"Easy Satan has truly become a demon in this village. He was so cruel and cruel. Anyone who dares to rebel, lives are at stake" said Ki Lunta while shaking his head.

"Is the weapon of the Spit of Satan the same as the weapon used by Gantangga and Mujakot?" search Jaka further. Jaka wanted to believe the resemblance of a weapon that Nyi Selasih had told him about.

"Exactly the same," replied Ki Lunta.

There was a momentary snarl filling Jaka's chest cavity. His mind was immediately fixed on the story of Eyang Legar and Nyi Selasih. They said he was caught in a fire that devoured a house twenty years ago. Jaka's father had been killed by a man named Gandewa. His mother, however, was kidnapped. Even their houses were burned. In fact, Jaka who was still a baby at that time, was confined in it. Fortunately, he was saved by Eyang Legar.

"Gandeva!" Jaka screeched in his heart. His hands were suddenly clenched and his handsome face turned reddish.

"Have you ever clashed with the Spit of Satan?" asked Roka who had since noticed Jaka's attitude.

"Ah.. uh! Be.., not yet," stuttered the answer that came out of Jaka's mouth. His daydreams of events that had befell his parents were beheaded.

"I'm sorry to go inside, Ki Lunta, Roka."

Jaka immediately stepped slowly towards his room. He wanted to calm his mind. It turned out that Jaka was staying there.

*

"Feel my vengeance later, Gandewa!" batin Jaka screeched loudly.

The young man got up from his bed. His fingers were groped with a yellow-golden belt, called the Lightning Belt. Later, the belt will make the black flow figures dumbfounded.

Jaka laid back his body after a long time standing upright while stroking the Lightning Belt elus wrapped around his waist.

Two brilliant eyes that greatly support the good looks of Jaka's face, immediately closed. From his mind that looked far away, again heard the words of Nyi Selasih who stated the possibility of his life is still the birth mother of Jaka.

"The Princess can't be sure that your mother is still alive, Jaka. But from the notice I got through Eyang Legar, it was likely that it could happen. Because in your house that is being engulfed in fire, no body was found other than the body of your father, whose name is Sempani."

"To rat!" Jaka's heart was shrieking. While other thoughts are stingy, if the Spit of Satan has robbed a man's wife. Her own real mother!

Jaka has now fallen asleep while bringing his grudges into the dream. The night is late. And soon, morning came.

*

The sun was out completely while Jaka Sembada said goodbye to Ki Lunta.

"I'll walk around for a minute, Ki. Want to see the situation outside," said Jaka to Ki Lunta who was busy repairing his inn which was slightly damaged by the actions of the accomplice Spit Satan.

Ki Lunta nodded at Jaka's words. His old eyes looked at Jaka's handsome face, as if unblinking.

"Still young, his knowledge is already high," whispered Ki Lunta inwardly.

Ki Lunta's own hunch says there will be a big change with the presence of a young figure who has high intelligence. Yes, Ki Lunta had long expected the presence of a formidable figure who would be able to match the cruelty of Spit Satan and his begundals.

While Ki Lunta was still busy fantasizing, his coveted figure had vanished from before him. The figure of Jaka Sembada who has now gone far away from the border of Jelaga Village.

Jaka continued to move towards the East. His sturdy legs moved quickly, because the science of lightening his body was already high. While the border of the village of Soot was far abandoned. And Jaka just stopped when suddenly....

Trang! Trang...!

"Haiyit...!"

Bugcahs!

"Akh...!"

Jaka immediately put up his sharp hearing. It was like hearing the voices of people fighting. Then hurried his feet stepped in the direction the sound of the fight came from. His guess did not miss In front of him, about ten spear bars seemed someone was being ganged up.

"A girl?" hiss Jaka. So he immediately searched for a hiding place to watch the seemingly unbalanced fight.

From a distance that is not so far away, Jaka continues to follow the course of the fight.he was amazed to see the cleverness possessed by the woman who was so young. Jaka thought, at least the age of the girl dressed in green was no more than seventeen years.

"Yepy...!"

Bugcahs!

"Aach...!"

The girl's hard kick landed heavily on the body of one of the dozens.

"Sweet boy! I really can't believe that you have such amazing intelligence" said someone who immediately confronted the green-clothed girl's attack, raising his hands high.

“But it would be more awesome if you would come with us. A girl as beautiful as you doesn't deserve to plunge into a violent martial world. Better, use your beauty to sip the honey of happiness with me. You'll be happy to come with me."

"Bab!"

The green-clothed girl spat on the face of the bauk-mined man who was one of the leaders of the sword-wielding gangster.

The spat middle-aged man immediately tilted his head. Until, the spit of the green-clothed girl just passed by to the left of her head.

"Well...!"

Not to mention the man with the bauk bauk ready, the green-clothed girl again attacked.

Trang...!

The two bodies clashed back to back as far as the three spear rods.

"Girl se tan," snapped the bawling middle-aged man. He felt his hands tremble as he retraced the attack launched towards his neck.

"You're a stubborn girl!" snapped at the man with the thick bauk.

"Facing my men who have low intelligence, you can be proud. But face us...."

Suddenly the bawling middle-aged man flicked the tip of his fingers. Then two shadow figures instantly flashed rapidly, and landed lightly on his left and right side.

"Good!" a loud voice came out from the thin lips of the green-clothed girl.

"Only you all! Let me send it to hell sooner."

"A cocky girl!" jolt one of the men standing to the right of the man with a bauk.

"Receive this! Hiya...!"

"Yeah...!"

The green-clothed girl greeted the attack of the man who had just been snapping at her.

Trang...!

The clang of the clashing weapons again sounded deafening, accompanied by sparks of sparks from the clash of swords that were fed with full inner energy.

"Bad!" shouted the man whose body had bounced as far as two spear rods.

"Take off that stubborn girl! Don't give me mercy!"

Dozens of low-class brakers immediately scattered to release weapons into the deadly parts of the girl's body dressed in green.

"Haithit! Hup!"

The girl who turned out to have high abilities, immediately ramped up her body to soar in the air. Then, he did the salto twice. But not to mention that the girl stood up straight, her braking attack came back.

The beautiful girl was a little unafraid to face the bully who was like to*******body. His silvery sword twisted around to make a roaring sound.

The beautiful girl who was ready to receive an attack, was immediately wide-eyed to watch her bullies instantly stop their steps. However, their swords were instantly removed with a decent amount of deep exertion. The girl kept twirling her sword, until the swords of the opponent who were rushing towards her were successfully driven away.

Trang! Trang! Trang!

The swords were thrown to the left and right. But along with that, three shadowy figures darted out. The attack carried out surgingly made the beautiful girl dressed in green was a hassle. The flickering of his hands was always felt like hitting a steel wall. So he has to drain all his energy. And on one occasion....

The desss! The desss!

Brugc!

"Aach...!"

The green-clothed girl was suffocated violently when two opposing kicks landed heavily on her body. His mouth grimaced with a great pain. From his thin lips appeared flowing red-colored liquid.

"Hoeeek...!"

The thick liquid was red, instantly escaping from the mouth of the beautiful girl that was drooping on the ground. Apparently, he was wounded inside.

Meanwhile, from his hiding place, Jaka was furious to see the men of the gang who looked like a sissy.

"Ha ha.... Apparently that's all the cleverness you have! I originally intended to enjoy your badness. But because of your arrogance, I became tasteless. You must be mam pus, Wild Girl!"

Finished the man with a bauk fork let out a scorn, his two companions instantly flashed with swords swaying in the air. They did intend to finish off the life of the helplessly drooping beautiful girl.

Watching the scene unfolding before him, Jaka instantly felt his blood rise to the crown.

"Rightly cheated!" said Jaka, while pushing his body strong.

"Yeah...!"

Taps! Taps!

The yellow figure that flashed quickly suddenly had already managed to catch two sword blades that were about to cramp the body of the girl who was drooping helplessly.

So, the owner of the weapon of course furious to see the sword has changed hands. His body that staggered because of Jaka's attractiveness, he did not care anymore. Then immediately his body turned around, and again attacked with empty hands.

"Hey! Hiya...!"

Hard punches and kicks that flowed full energy in Jaka successfully avoided just by tilting his body to kin and right. Not even that. Jaka's right leg landed on the chest and abdomen of his attacker. The two figures were stretched as far as two spear rods.

Jaka himself was surprised to see the consequences caused by the slightest kick was not drained by internal energy. What happens if the energy is deployed?

Watching his two opponents successfully incapacitated, the bauk-mining middle-aged man immediately ordered a dozen of his men to lunge forward.

"Seraa...!"

At the establishment that turned his back to the beautiful girl dressed in green leaves, Jaka seemed to be preparing a style. His hand, stretched out below his waist, was raised with his breath. Both hands that were now above the waist were suddenly pushed forward slowly. While his fingers were open.

Wuss...!

From the fingers of Jaka's open hand, it instantly let out a lump of wind that rolled up, like a vortex. Only because the attackers who have low abilities are not able to beat the wind that hit their bodies. The attack that was originally aimed at one point, even changed in the other direction. Even among the attacks that changed direction had to ask for victims.

Srats! Srats!

"Akh...!"

"Ugkh...!"

Two sword-wielding figures instantly scattered on the ground with stomachs and thighs torn from the sword of his own friend. While the other attackers bounced in the opposite direction to each other.

Not to play surprised the middle-aged man with a bauk side witnessed the action of the young man dressed in golden yellow. He himself felt his body tremble violently, as he felt a gust of wind coming out from the palm of the young man before him. In fact, the energy in it has been released.

"If you fight manly, maybe I will not interfere in your affairs," said Jaka, after finishing trying the 'Blow of the Direction Shaker' style obtained from Nyi Selasih.

"Rubber boy! Don't you be proud just yet. Hold this! Hiya...!"

The middle-aged man with a thick bauk was soaring his body. The sound of the roaring wind accompanied his attack which was accompanied by all his profound energy.

Jaka stood as before. Witnessed by himself, how the tall burly man exerted all his abilities.

Plaque! Plaque!

Bugs!

"Ugkh...!"

The man with a bauk was immediately bounced by Jaka's hand, after first successfully retracing his blow. The tall, burly man felt his hands as if paralyzed. He just hit a steel wall.

"Kisanak! As I recall, we never dealt with. But why are you so presumptuous to interfere in my affairs?!" the jolt of the man hugged bauk, rising again with the sword drawn.

"That's my business, too, Kisanak. You know why? Because you're not manly, Kisanak. You see! The person you're dealing with is a young girl. And one more thing, you guys have dared to play crackle. You're sneaky!"

"Hm.... I understand now," said the man with the bauk.

"You also need that girl's beauty, don't you? Ha ha ha.... We're the same then. Why should we fight? Can't we command the girl to serve us in turn?"

"Bad man!" snapped the girl who was behind Jaka.

The beautiful-faced girl was about to rise up. But just trying to get up, he was back on the ground.