The Lightning King

9

"Stop...!"

Suddenly a loud clap had stopped Gantangga's steps. And along with the sound of the clash, flashed a green shadow towards Ki Lunta.

"Go away, Ki Lunta. Let me face this disrespectful man."

Getting the chance to save himself, Ki Lunta rushed over immediately.

"Your courage is commendable, Young Man," said Gantangga, twirling his weapon slowly.

"Yet, your courage is not in its place. You don't know who you're dealing with right now."

Getting such a bluff, Roka instantly developed her smile.

"Whoever you are, and to whatever degree your cleverness may be, as long as I stand on the truth I will not run away. Even though life is at stake" said Roka, cold.

"It turns out you have two guts, you arrogant boy! I can't wait to chew both of your guts. Withstand my attack.... Hiyaa!"

A wukkk! Wukkk...!

Watching his opponent who was already using a weapon, Roka immediately shifted his legs backwards.

"Well...!"

A wukkk! Wukkk...!

Blarrr!

With a light movement, Roka bounces while doing the rounds twice in the air to avoid the jagged hammer blow sent by Gantangga.

"Hup!"

Roka set her feet sweetly outside the inn.

"It's not as easy as turning the palm to get rid of me, Gantangga!" hatch Roka while pulling out her flagship weapon in the form of a pair of silvery sickles.

Sreth! Sreth!

A wukkk! Wukkk...!

"Yepy...!"

Trang!

Roka repelled the jagged hammer strike with her weapon. And how shocked Gantangga heart when he realized that the energy in the opponent is almost balanced with him. His body was lined up to the back three steps, while his hands felt linu.

"May also the energy in this snot boy!" hissing Gantangga while fixing his legs after staggering three steps back.

The fight resumed after each knew the opponent's strength. It was just that this time Roka had taken the decision to attack.

"Well..!"

Sreth! Sreth!

"Uts!!"

Gantangga shook her body avoiding the swipe of Roka's weapon that splashed into the stomach. The picture was avoided, but the elbow shot launched by Roka again threatened his hard-boiled face.

Witnessing the situation, Gantanggas immediately threw his body to the right. It is like a tiger jump. His burly body instantly rolled on the dusty ground.

However, Roka did not just let his opponent escape. With a movement that was difficult to see the ordinary eye, Roka again scouted her opponent. His pair of flagship weapons circled around quickly, scattering the deadly parts on the opponent's body.

"Yahoo!"

Srats! Srats! Srats!

"Hup!"

"Yepy...!"

Roka continued to scatter Gantangga's troubled body avoiding every attack. Apparently, Roka knew how to deal with an opponent who used a jagged hammer weapon. The fight had to be done at close range. Meanwhile, the opponent needed a long-range fight. That's where Roka's superiority is. Up to the fifteenth step, the kick that is fed by deep exertion, successfully nested in the opponent's body.

Bugcahs!

"Akh...!"

Gantangga's body bounced as far as three spear rods. His stomach feels twisted and nauseous. From the corner of his lips seemed to flow a red-colored liquid. And before Roka again attacked, Gantangga immediately got up while banging his palms.

Plaque! Plaque! Plaque...!

As Gantangga clapped his hands, in succession five shadowy figures flashed rapidly shut Roka up.

"This time you have to mam pus, Brat Ingusan!" snapped Gantangga after wiping the blood flowing at the corner of her lips with the back of a hand. Now Gantangga back twirling his flagship weapon.

Wukkkp.... Wukkk...!

In such a confined state, Roka immediately raised her vigilance. With the tail of his eyes, he noticed four opponents who were armed with swords and an opponent whose weapons were the same as Gantanga weapons. This is Majakot, the second person after Gantangga.

"Seraa...!"

Four sword-armed opponents instantly charged forward. Simultaneously, the four people dressed in red thrust their weapons into the deadly parts of Roka's body. Then Roka again rammed his body. With her resting on one of the opponent's swords, she bounces into the air and bersalto twice.

"Hup!"

Roka landed lightly on the ground. But not to mention having time to breathe a sigh of relief, the weapon of Makakot has come to scatter his head.

"Break your head, boy!"

Wuttt...!

"Uts!"

Roka lowered her head. The mainstay weapon launched by Majakot, through five hairs on Roka's head. But he felt a hard wind that was like lifting the pores of his scalp.

After Roka managed to escape from death, relying on the speed that was difficult to see the ordinary eye, Roka sent an attack towards the low chest of Mujakot.

"Yepy...!"

Sreth! Sreth!

"Did?!"

Roka withdrew her attack as a shiny sword retraced her attack. Then, his body that was already in the air was thrown to the right.

A dark assailant who was about to take advantage of Roka's situation, was unlucky. At the time of throwing his body to the right, Roka was already able to draw a conclusion that the opponent would take advantage of his unfavorable state. Then....

"Hap!"

Bret!!

"Aach...!"

"To rat!" Gantangga shrieked furiously, his teeth grinding violently restraining the overflowing anger.

"You have lost the life of my beloved disciple! Then you'll have to exchange for your life, Edan boy!"

"Hey! Hiya...!"

The Gantangga and the Majakot are together. Both appear to be preparing a flagship style for****** Roka's body.

"Imagine you finally had to accept death so soon, Young man. For that, say your name. Because in any case, I have to raise my thumb for your courage against Spit Satan, our lord," Gantangga said in a suppressed voice.

Roka sneered at Gantangga's words.

"What moves do you rely on to have such arrogance?" no less heavy tone of voice Roka.

"Snitchy shit! You do deserve the 'Wasteland Storm' style that will send you to hell. Go, Brother! The sooner this snot boy mam pus, the better!"

"Well, Adi Majakot!"

Wukkk...! Wukkk...!

Also, Roka's eyes saw two pairs of weapons from two opponents who were now rotating simultaneously in the air. The hammer-shaped weapon that was at the end of its hilt joined by a chain was spinning above the head so quickly. Until what is seen now is only a bunch of black color that gives off a rushing wind.

The air around the place of the fight instantly became cold. Dust and gravel fly in uncertain directions. The small trees around it were falling.

By exerting pure air, the heat coming out of the constantly rotating weapon was able to be damped Roka. In fact, Roka was currently preparing an attack. His legs formed a hanging horse. While his body was moved so gurgled, like a rice blown by a breeze. Yep! Roka is presenting her nurse named 'Gemulai Padi Menguning'.

Roka's movement that originally seemed to be trembling is now becoming convulsed. The entire surface of his face was dyed with a reddish color. And a moment later, his rapid movements flashed profusely towards Gantangga's body.

"Yesame...!"

As in a dream, Gantangga received an unexpected attack launched by Roka. So immediately he threw himself to the left when a pair of sickles Roka was about to eat his hull. Along with throwing his body, Gantangga had sent an attack with a hammers bergeriginya.

A wukkk!

Roka raised a little of her legs that were already in the air. And when tracing the land, Roka's body bounces back after the rolling Gantangga.

"Himu. .!"

"Yepy...!"

Bugcahs!

"Agkhus!" Roka suffocated.

The green-clothed youngster's body was lined with two spear rods when it received the dark attack of Majakot. Instantly Roka felt her chest tight. The kick that the opponent had launched was too hard to hit his chest. Blood seemed to seep from the corner of his lips.

Not to mention that Roka was able to fight the tightness in his chest, Mamakot again attacked. Apparently he didn't want to waste a good enough opportunity

Wukkkp.... A wukkk!

Rajakot immediately releases his flagship weapon back, leading to Roka's body. And Roka was only strangled when a jagged weapon belonging to the opponent had grazed his body.

Brett!

"Akh!"

Roka's clothes looked torn apart by the arms of the opponent. Even the skin that was dragged along, slightly bleed.

"Well...!"

Gantangga sucked up the attack when he saw Roka was pushed hard. His mid-body floated in the air, sending out a powerful kick. A strong enough voice was heard accompanying the pounding of his burly legs.

Bugs!

"Akh!"

Roka was again strangled to receive a fairly hard hit. His body was bounced as far as three spear rods. Thick blood seemed to come out from his mouth that was coughing.

Seeing the body of Roka who was unable to rise, Gantangga and Makakot launched an attack simultaneously. Their sharp jagged weapons flashed rapidly scattering Roka's headstone.

"Well...!"

"Hiyaaa...!"

Roka was only stunned to see the two opponents charging forward. He was already resigned to waiting for the moment of death that will soon pick up, but...

The truck! The truck...!

A moment more weapons belonging to Gantangga and Makakot hit the batok Roka head, suddenly a loud impact immediately sounded. The bodies of Gantangga and Makakot instantly bounced as far as three spear rods. The two men dressed in blood red felt his hands as if they were paralyzed. And it was clear that the energy in them was inferior to the one who retraced his attack.

"Bad!" snapped Gantangga hard.

A young man of about twenty years old stood up straight accompanied by a smile on his lips. The face of the young man dressed in golden yellow with a belt was also golden in color wrapped around the waist, looking so handsome. His nose is medium size. His eyes look brilliant. His skin was also clean, and strong.

On the left wrist of the young man appeared two yellow bamboo sticks along the span of a three-year-old boy. He then returned to take off his smile.

"I'm sorry, Kisanak," a soft-pitched speech suddenly sounded through the thin lips of the young man dressed in golden yellow.

"I don't really mean to interfere in your business."

"Damn it!" sentak Majakot while rising up after being able to control himself.

"Then, what's the name of that behavior of yours?!"

"One more time, I'm sorry, Kisanak. My behavior just now was driven solely by the cheating you guys had committed" the young man said.

"Find mam pus!"

The blaring sound issued by Gantangga, because it is accompanied by a fairly high internal energy. So that it had made Ki Lunta who had watched the fight secretly clap his ears. Even his body was also pushed back a few steps.

While the young man dressed in golden yellow only showed a line of his teeth neatly arranged.

"Death cannot be sought, Kisanak. But death will indeed fetch every living creature."

"Devil strip! Hiya...!" The gang opened the attack. His entire strength was deployed to take down a much younger opponent.

Plaque! Plaque...!

The young man dressed in golden yellow fended off the right left thrust launched by Gantangga. Mild movements he did, but the results were very surprising Gantangga.

"Satanic boy!" bentak Gantangga. He felt his body stung by hundreds of bees.

"Seraa...!" madakot shouted as he watched Gantangga droop on the ground.

The three sword-wielding men who had been mere spectators, instantly charged forward. Not to miss the Rajakot who just gave a signal.

"That's it..!" the snaps of the young man dressed in golden yellow boomed.

"Better you guys get out of here, than to waste your lives for free!"

"A cocky boy!" snapped Mutajakot furious. His hand moved again giving a signal.

"Don't blame me if you're only here" the young man in golden yellow clothes passed the belt around his waist.

he really wants to know the efficacy of the belt that has not been used. Thus, a dazzling light seemed to accompany the belt escape. Even that light was able to stop the attackers moving forward.

Through a sweet gesture, the yellow-golden-clothed youth twisted his wrist. And then, the blocked yellow belt was snuffed tightly

Glarrr...!

A tree as big as the arms of two adult men instantly collapsed with the sound of a huge explosion. That's not all. A beam of silvery light created just now was able to scorch a large tree that fell earlier.

"King of Lightning?!" widened Ki Lunta's eyes watched the incident before his eyes.

Likewise experienced by the residents of the inn who also watched the fight. Their minds were immediately crammed with questions and allegations that were confusing.

"He must have been the incarnation of the Lightning” King guessed the skinny man with the bushy mustache.

"Nhd!" refute the other.

"The King of Lightning is old. After all, any dead person could possibly live again."

"Maybe he is the descendant of the Lightning King. Or definitely his grandson," curly-haired man, from behind.

Those who heard the curly-haired man's words in unison nodded their heads. Meanwhile, in other places Ki Lunta was still busy with his thoughts.

"That's my warning, Kisanak. You better go all the way before you regret. And, don't try to come back!" said the young man dressed in golden yellow, loudly.

"A cocky boy!" majakot

"Seraa...!"

Three red-clothed figures immediately charged forward hearing the orders of its leader. But not to mention that their attack had arrived, a streak of silvery light had come before. As if there was lightning striking, the three red-clothed figures were clinging to several spears with a partially scorching body state.

"He must be the heir of the Lightning King," muttered Ki Lunta.

There was a feeling of relief instantly filling the chest. Ki Lunta hoped that, with the presence of the Lightning King, the fear of the people towards the Spit of Satan and his accomplices would soon end.

Meanwhile, Gantangga and Majakot who witnessed the unfortunate fate of his three men, immediately felt daunted. Moreover, watching the state of his men's body that is partially blackened.

"Hows it? Are you going to continue this fight?" asked the young man dressed in golden yellow calmly.

"Hhh.... This time we admitted defeat. But the Spit of Satan, who is our lord, will not remain silent. All of you will soon be sent to hell. Catch that!"

After saying so, Gantangga and Majakot flashed away. They left all three of his men dead so horribly.