The Swordsman of Bloon

The Swordsman of Bloon
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Increasingly surprised two of his friends saw Karsa Jaliteng in such a state. If at first they just acted like they wanted to play a beautiful girl sitting quietly in her place. Now anger has taken hold of their souls.


Wongso Mendit even clutched the girl's shoulder. This man can break the bones of his opponent. For this he was known as the Steel Hand. The other half of Wongso Mendit's hand touched the girl's shoulder.


Plaac!


"Akh...!" Wongso Mendit screeched loudly.


Not until the blinking of the girl's hand hit her chest without turning her head in the least. This tall man lined up and held his chest that felt like a crumble. When he looked at his own chest. Then surprise him. The chest affected by the girl's fist looked bruised red.


"Wild woman. You really don't see the height of this mountain in front of you!" snapped Lingga.


The three Demon Life Hunters suddenly while herding furiously intended to snatch the girl. Their clenched hands roared violently causing hot winds to bleach the skin.


But before when the consecutive attacks carried out by the accomplice of the ruler of Mount Bromo arrived. With a quick and beautiful movement the concisely dressed girl had jumped into the air. He set his foot right in the middle of the shop.


Be aware of their attacks that can be avoided by his opponent. Three Devil Lifter jerks jaw.


"Wild girl! Laugh all you want! If you've been in our grasp, you'd be begging for mercy!" his Karsa Jaliteng.


"Quick we're neighing! How I wish to vindicate his smooth body!" wongsi Mendit.


"Devil Hina! You are a big-mouthed low man! If I haven't ripped your dirty mouth, I'm not satisfied!" furious girl in yellow.


His body suddenly flashed away like a shadow. Wongso Mendit, Lingga and Karsa Jaliteng who carried out a vicious attack early became a crime. Even more wretched. Every attack they made was just about an empty target.


The des!


Dess!


Twice a landslide kick made Lingga and Karsa Jaliteng fall slammed their bodies into chairs and tables contained in the stall room. Then not only that, this beautiful girl continued to flicker. Kejab.


"Houp!"


Taps!


Both of his legs landed on Wongso Mendit's back. The fingers are pliable but firm grip the upper lip and lower lip of his opponent.


Week!


The lips of Wongso Mendit.


This tall man screamed loudly. His blood instantly poured out from the wide wound in his split mouth.


"For memories! Give this to your employer!"


Plaac!


One hard blow landed on Wongso's forehead. Not playing hard blow that makes the assistant master of Mount Bromo fell unconscious.


The room turned silent. The girl in yellow ivory clothes had already disappeared. While Lingga and Karsa Jaliteng who was hit by a powerful kick the girl seemed to try to get up. The two of their bodies trembled when they saw Wongso Mendit's lips torn wide almost reaching the ears. Even more surprised when he saw a piece of cloth attached to the eel of his friend.


With staggered steps Karsa Jaliteng approached his unconscious friend. Meanwhile the Linga just looked from where it stood with wild eyes looking around.


"Comebody! The wild girl has escaped!" hiss growled.


"See this is even more wretched!" yelled Karsa Jaliteng when getting a tear of yellow cloth that stuck tight to his friend's eel.


The phallus is approaching.


"Shallow dialogue! How did that nail get stuck in our friend's forehead? Try unplugging...!"


Very carefully Karsa Jaliteng pulled out the nail following a tear of a yellow cloth covered with blood.


"There's writing!" karsa Kaliteng shouted in his shock.


They pulled pieces of cloth mixed with blood. Then read a few lines of sentences that made their blood feel boiling.


Four figures belonging to the World Afterlife party!


The time of death for you is almost here!


Immediately prepare your graves.


Seventeen years ago you owed me your life!


Moon Goddess


The face of Linga and Karsa turned dark. Obviously the threat was directed at their employer. But what made them furious was that the girl named Moon Goddess had gone from before them.


"What are we doing?" Linga turned to Karsa Jaliteng


"There's no other choice. We take Wongso Mendit and report this shameful incident to our chief!"


"K*parat! Really k*parat! that woman really wants death from us!"


The phallus growled furiously. His cross-cut mustache seemed to be moving signs of his anger had reached the crown.


"We're wearing stall-ow owners' horses!"


These people immediately let go of the horse in the back stall. In a flash the horses had darted away leaving dust in the air.


"My horse! Ah... the racketeer of the people...!" hiss the owner of the stall without being able to do anything.


***


Mahameru mountain peak which is usually quiet, early in the morning was broken by the sound of snapping accompanied by thunderous screams. The earth is divided, the sky is torn apart. Especially when there are powerful explosions in one place. Teak leaves appear to fall off. All kinds of animals run away from their nests. The stealthy monkeys saved themselves looking for a place to hide.


And when looking up to the top of Mahameru. There are two bodies fighting. A battle that is not only terrible, but also terrible. How not two people who were involved in the fierce battle flashed like shadows. The wind of blows they released felt to roast the body.


Dust and small stones flew. The surrounding trees molt without leaves as a result of the battle. Occasionally there were terrible sounds, then there were snapping and swearing. But strangely the sound of laughter sometimes echoed there.


"Make the 'White Ape Sifts the Flea' style, Suro...!" there was a cry of men in all white clothes and hair, sideburns and beards in white.


"Teacher, you...!"


The dashing young man who stood on his waist wearing a light blue shirt could not continue his speech. The all-white grandfather in front of him while letting out a screeching clash instantly lunged forward. The right hand pegged to the ten sections of the blood path. The left hand nudged to the stomach while the half-squatted leg tiptoed hunting.


Although the style launched by the grandfather seemed funny and sometimes hands scratching like people with itchy diseases. But the attack was really very dangerous.


Suro Blondo the long-haired young man wearing a yellow striped blue headband realized that a great danger was threatening him. For that he pinched both his legs. His body shot into the air then did the salto several times.


As soon as his body roared down. So he has crushed both hands using the style of 'Wolf Howling Monkey Sakti Fanning Tail'. This is one of the moves that are no less powerful than the moves launched by the grandfather.


Wuuk!


Buuk!


Buuk!


"Crazy! Crazy right!" hiss Suro Blondo while grinning in pain.


He had indeed managed to hit the back of the grandfather who attacked him ferociously. But the grandfather with a very strange movement had hit the young man in light blue clothes. His head throbbed pain, a thousand fireflies studded in his eyes.


"Suro is soon! Soon you ******!" Grandpa tilted his body.


Hands twisted while scratching his body does not change like the behavior of a monkey. Grandpa's hand shook violently. His hand moved quickly, until at a glance the hand turned into thousands in number.


"Eeh. He deployed the 'Thousand White Apes Scolding the Tiger' style'. Really crazy! He wanted to kill me apparently!" hiss the young man.


"Don't curse the blo'on boy. ******...!" yelled grandpa.


The hand that had changed a lot was roaring in a thousand directions. A strong wind blew, the air turned hot like in hell.


"Yephew...!" Suro Blondo did not wait any longer.


His body fluttered staggered, sometimes he crouched down and jumped up and down. It was so strange and funny. But not long after that came the sound of his irregular laughter. The laughter sounded high, painful eardrums. Sometimes it changes slowly. But other times have changed like the roaring sound of crying, heartbreaking.


Hands and feet pushing in all directions. Next jump and kick. This is the 'Laughter of the Demon Apes' style'.


The grandfather growled furiously, his mouth nagging a short length. Then came the sound of a fierce clap tearing the sky. His hands that seemed to turn into a lot of it struck at a speed twice the speed of sound.


"And! You really want to kill me!" Suro Blondo. It tickled as fast as it could.


Wuus!


"Hup...!"


Although the young man in light blue clothes wearing a yellow striped blue headband can avoid the twitching fist. No urgency he screamed when a hot wind hit the chest.


Suro Blondo rubbed his chest. Looks like the chest is reddened. He jumped away immediately. His heart grumbled, his mouth was tight-fisted, then smiled.


"Ha ha ha...! Goody! blo'on! Not vain! Not vain. You heard...!"


He saw his teacher laughing and stopped the attack. So Suro Blondo this handsome, silly, hilarious and blo'on young man laughed.


"Good! Ha ha ha...! The teacher almost killed me! Ha ha ha.. crazy right!"


Suro Blondo's words and laughter wither away. Especially after seeing the two palms of the white-clothed grandfather tread the ground. Suro Blondo immediately realized that his teacher intended to unleash a devastating blow!


"Hah..he wants to unleash the punch of 'Sakti Rejecting Lightning'. What kind of blow should I use?" anxious Suro Blondo in heart. Suddenly he shouted:


"Teacher! You don't mess with that punch. I could die...!"


"If all the wits you have are gone! Then you deserve to die in my hands!" snarling the White Ape Demon Fur.