The Swordsman of Bloon

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The journey to the residence of the demon kingpin was not as easy as Suro Blondo had imagined. Because besides having to go up and down the hill. There are also too many traps that can harm him at any time. In this state must always be prepared to be vigilant. Wiro Suryo repeatedly mocked Blo'on Swordsman. And of course with his funny jokes.

"A hero like you, how much more bo dohnya if it gets eaten by a trick made by the devil"

"Be quiet. If I don't shut up, I'll throw you in the abyss. Eeh... Now on which other side does the female Devil from Hell set a trap?"

"If your eyes cannot search. You better use your nose to sniff like an jing. Then bark three times and everything will be fine! Ha ha ha...!" wiro Suryo.

"Stop joking baby bangkotan. If I make a wrong move, you're dead too." Suro Blondo snorted as he scratched his head.

Meanwhile, Wiku Palawa who went east until the middle of the journey apparently felt bad. It's like something wrong has happened to his friends. As an old generation figure who is very experienced. Usually, that always comes true. For that, without wasting any more time. He immediately turned a step then dashed quickly towards the Curing Disaster. His guess turned out to be true, because when he almost reached the building that became the headquarters as well as the residence of his elders. He saw a reddish-black-haired young man sneaking behind the garden outside the wall. Only he was somewhat astonished because the young man was like he was having a conversation with someone. But he only saw the young man without being accompanied by anyone else.

"Maybe he's an insane person. But anyone who had entered this area, let alone had dared to enter the area of the Curing Disaster building. He deserves to be dragged to account for all his deeds."

Armed with his beliefs, Wiku Palawa immediately intercepted the pace of the Blo'on Swordsman.

Sraaac!

Just by relying on a movement that was fast enough. In an instant, Wiku Palawa was in front of Suro Blondo.

Blo'on's warrior was surprised as well. And whispered:

"It seems we have a disturbance. Our path is not smooth, see there is a bare donkey in front!"

"He was not a tuyul, nor was he a priest or monk of a monastery. He must be a friend of the demons. Don't ask too many questions, just brush!" wiro Suryo said encouragingly.

"Who are you a child?" ask Wiku Palawa, please,

"You heard, Kedil Pangolin. He asked me, don't I have to answer?" Suro Blondo then wiped his forehead.

"I told you to brush! Just one answer is enough!"

"The story is even grim. Are you a crazy person?"

"My friend says I can only give you one answer. I came here to find the poison-spreading culprit and kill him!" said Suro Blondo.

"Are you the Swordsman of Blo'on?" fish Wiku Palawa further.

As Wiro Suryo said. So the Blo'on Swordsman without saying anything else directly attacked Wiku Palawa.

"Be careful. This bald man is one of the leaders in the Curing Disaster." Wiro Suryo reminded.

Not bearish. Suro Blondo immediately deployed the Lawa Ape Demon style. Wiku Palawa who initially underestimated his opponent so surprised. Especially after getting the reality while doing devastating attacks the opponent let out a laugh that really disturbed his concentration and silat movements. Even stranger, the sound of laughter sometimes turns into the sound of crying, or even the sound of horse neighing.

As an old generation figure who is very experienced. Wiku Palawa immediately closed his sense of hearing. But he also gasped. Because indeed Wiku Palawa has exerted energy in order to eliminate the influence of other laughter sounds. Still the sound of laughter and the cry of the Blo'on Swordsman was heard by him.

"Heyit! Idaan...!" Wiku Palawa snapped fiercely. Then he lunged forward. One roaring tonjokan accompanied by the darting of the right leg of the Wiku to the hull of Suro Blondo. With agile and very sweet movements. This young man twitched and stroked backwards.

"Him...!"

The initial attack was missed, but Wiku Palawa who had extensive experience in the martial jungle did not stay there. He also crashing back. This time his body flicked into the air. His feet swept to the head of Suro Blondo. The moves he makes are quick not to play. And Suro Blondo quickly bent his body. But it was not expected that it was just a trick. As soon as the Blo'on Swordsman ducked, the fist of the Wiku Palawa struck the back of this reddish-black-haired swordsman.

"Relin-haaakgh..."

Suro fell to kiss the ground. His head hurts. While his back was like an overstressed mountain rock. The corners of Suro Blondo's lips drain blood. This young man cannot rise quickly. Though at that time Wiku Palawa who felt above the wind had unsheathed his stick that pointed to the stomach of his opponent.

"This is what I don't like!" wiro Suryo's snort from the beginning of the battle continued to hang on Suro's waist. His short and elastic body was flinched and smashed into the face of Wiku Palawa. Not playing hard kicks as well as punches released by Wiro Suryo. So that made some of the old man's face was destroyed.

He fell down. But his death stick was still clasped in his hand

"Yes...!" Wiku Palawa screamed as she clasped her bloodied face.

"Wake up ge blek's son!" hiss Wiro Suryo while patting the Blo'on Swordsman's shoulder.

"Not only help, but also help you from the cunning of demons!" grute the mustachioed and white bearded boy.

Meanwhile, Wiku Palawa stood up. Now he besides being angry also feels astonished. In front of him were two men. This other super short-bodied man made Wiku Palawa surprised. As he remembered, he only faced one opponent. Why are there two now? In addition, both look to lol again.

"Who are you?"

"There wasn't enough time for me to explain who we really were. Get ready to die!" wiro Suryo Dengus. Then he turned to the Swordsman of Blo'on.

"You will soon satronize your arch-enemy. But you have to remember, in my vision your enemy is now besides having an extraordinary bodyguard also has rapid progress with his new sciences!"

"Alright, watch out, Twitchy Pangolin! Nor your dwarf body to the point of chopping his butute stick!"

Laughing, Suro Blondo jumped over the fence. While Wiro Suryo who has a Sekilen Suket and Face Transmitter study has faced his opponent.

"So you really don't want to say who you really are?" ask Wiku Palawa.

"As enemies! Fight yes. If we ask for answers, we are friends. But if you're still curious, I'm Wiro Suryo from Mount Sembung!"

Like hearing lightning in broad daylight, Wiku Palawa opened his eyes. Even though he had never met a strange figure who supposedly had this high magic. But he often heard about the existence of dwarf humans who always appear in the jungle pejilatan in every ten years.

"So you...!" wiku Palawa's voice trembled so that he was unable to continue his words.

"Yes... I why... Now are you ready to send to hell..?" Wiro Suryo laughed. Suddenly he folded his body. Then he attacked Wiku Palawa.

"Pangolin Kedil!" for the second time, Wiku Palawa was surprised. But he immediately shook his staff by exerting energy in height. The roaring stick, as if it had a thousand eyes, Wiro Suryo dodged. The shape of Wiro Suryo's body like a ball is indeed very difficult for his opponent. Moreover, he can move agilely round and here.

Of course what his opponent did was very difficult for Wiku Palawa. Even if he managed to bang Wiro Suryo who continued to move and hit the stomach of Wiku Palawa. But it seems that the impact of his stick does not have any effect on Wiro Suryo aka Tenggiling Kedil. He even laughs like a person who is careless.

"Ha ha ha. You are a good demon! My body has been sore for days. Thank you for volunteering to sort me out. Ha ha ha...!"

Flushed the face of Wiku Palawa, the heat of his heart. He suddenly jumped back, then exerted his profound energy into the part of his palm. In just an instant both of his hands had turned black like charcoal. Seen a thin black fog out from the tip of the fingers of Wiku Palawa, besides that it also smells the smell of rotten carcasses. At that time the half-headed man was indeed exerting the punch 'Banyu Getih'. This was one of the blows he relied on so much.

Wiro Suryo who has a lot of oddities and saving knowledge that is quite terrible, of course, can read even knowing the type of punch that is owned by the man. He quickly rose to his feet in position. Mouth muttering. Clearly he was casting spells 'Suket Sekilen'.

"Yep...!" Wiku Palawa stomped both hands towards Wiro Suryo. This eighty-year-old grandfather laughed. Later then...

Plaas!

Bumm!

Along with the time with the arrival of the opponent's punch, then at that time the Kedil Pangolin vanished from the eyes of Wiku Palawa. The punch released by Wiku Palawa hit an empty target. Meanwhile, Wiro Suryo who was no longer visible to his opponent hit forward.

Buk up!

Kraak! Kraak!

"Youngpam...!"

Wiku Palawa screamed in pain. Both of his leg bones were broken. He fell down. But the blows kept on whipping his face.

It's praak!

"Uaaakh.. bang a coward...!" ma ki Wiku Palawa clutching her shattered temple bones.

"Every demon is always cunning and cowardly. What's wrong if I have to cheat now? You're not my opponent after all, Wiku Palawa. If you grow a hundred years old again. You still can't fight me. Because I'm half human and half genie!" said Wiro Suryo who has now shown himself again.

"If you still want penance, you better bemoan from here. But if you keep arguing too. Then the best place for you is in hell!"

Wiku Palawa could not answer. As a result of the injuries he suffered he was unconscious.

"Sleep is better for you! Huh ha ha ha...! Suro Blondo's! Have you found a female from Hell?"