The Thousand Mask Warrior

The Fourth Part's Battle - Ancestral Spirit

The clattering of brass bells spread great care, fear and anxiety for the invading army of the ulin-wood fortified village. The person they were considering as the main threat had been present in the midst of their Temenggung Bear.

Biaju soldiers in the back row of the village who were initially busy slaughtering the population, kidnapping and holding it, burning buildings and rice barns and livestock pens, he said, as well as finish off the soldiers of the power that is not how much it is now bending the knees as low horses, lifting the shield high and grasping the spear and do tight. Their numbers were probably over thirty people spread out in various places, although their eyes were all fixed to a small figure and looked old with a necklace stranded with the bear's nails in the middle of the field of action.

"Find Pangling Asuam, now!" command one soldier to another soldier who is lower in rank. The ordered immediately ran away like a hat.

This command is very understandable because Commander Asuam is considered as a figure who has the magic that might be able to compensate Temenggung Bear who has now been possessed by the spirit of the village ancestors.

The two eyes of the Temenggung are completely white, as if the ball is upside down. Every time he moved, the clattering of bells lured every soldier to move because he was alert and prepared for a possible attack.

Sure enough, the Temenggung raised the do collected from the corpse of one of the Biaju soldiers he killed earlier on his head.

SHOUTTT....!!!

Miraculously and completely unable to find a reason for plausibility, the do escaped from the hands of Temenggung and flew so quickly to target random Biaju soldiers.

The cries of pain and the spirit of resistance mixed into one when the blade of do smeared the arms, head, shoulders or body parts of the Biaju soldiers. For the belated to lift their shields. Three people died on the spot, others were seriously injured. Even those who managed to withstand the attack with their wooden shields were also pushed backwards because of the powerful impact of the weapon.

Do returned to the hands of the Temenggung Bear who raised and released the attack again, repeating the same movement.

The kocar kacir opponent tried to take shelter from the devastating attack. They are now witnesses to an ancient style that can only be used by the intervention of the supernatural spirits in the body of its user as its host, the Flying Do Thrust!

***

"I don't have time to respond to your requests to play around. I have no particular problem with you, but as a civilized person, I still ask you not to get in my way. Especially you, the Young Tiger Warrior. Don't forget I taught you a lesson, then after that it is not a lesson I will give, but the results and consequences of your arrogance," Jayaseta coldly told his two opponents: Young Tiger Warrior Kudangan and Yulgok.

Yulgok smiled thinly, while the Young Tiger Warrior Kudangan smiled wryly, as if embarrassed to be beside Yulgok who finally found out that he had been defeated by the swordsman.

"There's no other way to avoid us than to take our lives, right?" avengkar Tiger Muda Kudangan.

"I already know your answer" said Jayaseta firmly. Even unexpectedly, without pause, without prejudice, Jayaseta slashed forward slashing towards the stomach of the Young Tiger Swordsman who although surprised still had time to twitch to the side and roll over.

Jayaseta then turns the corner and attacks Yulgok. The one who is attacked does not want to lose. He shifted to the side but simultaneously gave an attack in the form of a jingum slash.

SRETT...!!

A sloppy move. Yulgok did not think at all that he was unable to measure the speed and shrewdness of his opponent.

In one attack, it turns out Jayaseta had also avoided Yulgok jingum by twisting his hands a little which consequently became two movements at once, namely avoidance and sabetan mandau. Because it is a Mandau game requires an agile wrist, so that when the mandau is rotated, in one style contains two movements: avoiding the hand from the opponent's streak, as well as the round becomes a backstroke or sabetan.

Yulgok's arms shed blood. He was stunned to see this himself.

At that time, the Young Tiger Swordsman tried to use the opportunity to attack Jayaseta from behind. He lowered his head, whirling like a whirlwind and flattened towards Jayaseta's neck from behind.

Like most kinyah moves that target the neck or head, the movement of the warrior is also a composition and combination of tiger ralek and Kinyah Daya style.

Jayaseta lowered his head, turned around and twisted his body like a cycle, following the opponent's slash, but with a slower time or lag.

CRAS!!

The upper arm of the Young Tiger Swordsman slipped from his body along the armpit, and fell to the ground with the do he held.

The cries of pain increased when Jayaseta gave no more opportunity to his enemy. He cut the opponent's left foot right on the calf with one slash using his mandau mantikei.

The warrior body of the hut fell because of a loss of balance. His body was convulsing dying as blood spurted wildly from his wounds.

Yulgok roared crazily. He applied the pure Joseon sword techniques because of the heat. He no longer thought about the use of swordsmanship that he had learned well and adapted to the battlefield. So he cuts by turning his body one full circle, sometimes two. Then when Jayaseta turns out to have escaped his swipe, he goes back around or turns around. Jingum and Do become two deadly weapons.

If the opponent is not Jayaseta, eating one or at most two attacks can cut the enemy's body into pieces.

However Jayaseta managed to avoid more than five Yulgok spinning slashes. Even the Thousand Mask Swordsman whose face was hidden behind the mask lured Yulgok into a narrow battle field.

Justright. Yulgok mengapras trees beranting. Movement inhibited. Jayaseta went forward to stab her thigh and pull her up. Blood gushed out along with Yulgok's cry. Jayaseta also then plunged deeply into Yulgok's heart, breaking his breast bones. As a finishing touch, he pulled the do and smashed Yulgok's neck.

***

The moustache stands stiff. His pair of eyes shed tears seeing the brother was lifeless.

Punyan let go of his do and knelt down in front of his wife, "Thank me, I'm sorry Kumang. I can't let him kill me. I'm presumptuous to force you to choose your brother or husband, Kumang."

Kumang can not stem the anger and destruction of his heart. He thrust the lie he had hidden behind his body, right into the husband's neck.

I felt his wrist pain. Punyan grasped it, just a day away from the tip of the lie to the skin of his neck.

Punyan raised his head. His two eyes glazed over his wife, "If you knew how much I loved you, Kumang. I'm not lying" he said in a trembling voice.

"But I don't, not one bit!" pasak Kumang's.

Punyan loosened his grip on Kumang's wrist. He even directed the tip of the pointy dagger to stab and press against the skin of his neck.

Crooked lie blades without hurting the slightest Punyan skin.

"You can't kill me, Kumang. What punishment should I give you as a husband, Kumang?" Punyan looked into Kumang's eyes deeply.

Kumang realized that he did not notice that Punyan had an invulnerable science that he could use when he was in a state of war like this. He laughed and saw the lifeless body of his younger brother who was also without a head.

"Take my life, Punyan. That's your punishment for me. If you still try to break the laws and customs of this village, then you will be the victim. Besides, do you think I'll stop wanting to kill you again after what you did? Kill me, kill me as a slave, Punyan!" exclamation Kumang.

Punyan stood up, holding back tears to look at his wife's beautiful face ... For the last time, before his do burst into the hull of Kumang until life escaped from his body.