The Thousand Mask Warrior

Kitchen Spear Brongsong Hook

The shallow sea in the Riau archipelago was calm in the afternoon which shifted that morning. But not with the heart of Lopes Francisco de Paula who race fast and explosive following the fierce bang cannon that became the background of the view of their ship.

"What do you mean, Jala Jangkung? This is not the time to joke. You have to eliminate them all, not even challenge the guy to fight one-on-one with a big bet" de Paula said riled up and worried.

"I'm not kidding, Mr. de Paula. Even my actions this is the only way to fight them with the smallest bet" the skipper replied.

"How can you say that this is a small bet?"

"Then do you want all our soldiers killed? Then the crew of the ship mutinied that chopped down the rest of the people on our side, who happened to also be said to have run out? Then they will finish off the master and me in a way that you can't possibly think of" Jala Jangkung replied as she looked at the master's eyes deeply.

"Pray to your Lord, sir, that we may still have a little bit of luck. If I don't win, at least you're not killed and your body isn't dumped into the sea for sharks to eat" he continued.

De Paula making shuddered at this. His face was definitely central and his tongue was stiff.

Jala Jangkung tightened her cloth headgear.she walked into her private room, taking it by dragging a box or wooden toolbox that looked quite heavy.

"There's a reason why people call me Jala Jangkung, sir," said the short skipper. He opened a wooden crate containing various weapons. He picked up a strange weapon from the group: a string of rope from small chains woven so much that they intertwined.

When it was lifted, the sound of iron clanking was clearly heard. Overall, now everyone can see that the object is a mesh. Yes, the weapon is a mesh of iron chains.

He then stood up and walked to a corner of the deck. There is a ulin wood landean spear with eyes or kitchen hook brongsong. This spear also looks very distinctive and different, especially juxtaposed with a weapon in the form of a mesh in his left hand.

Clearly now answered already why the skipper is called Jala Jangkung.

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"Wear your mask, swordsman," said Jala Jangkar who now stands face to face with Jayaseta. His left hand was holding a chain net that was still in the bud state, while his right hand was holding a spear-edged brongsong hook that was set upright.

The crew stood on the edge. The bodies of the dead swordsmen have been removed, while the wounded are being treated as improvised. Some are even unconscious.

De Paula with her pale face watched the match from the top deck with the rest of the squad. Both of his hands were still holding a gun. Dozens of pairs of eyes had been watching him if he tried to shoot or commit other fraud, including the troops.

Jayaseta was not surprised why the skipper asked him to put the mask on again. Unostentatious. Because he knows for sure that Jayaseta is the Swordsman of the Thousand Mask that is famous for his name. Perhaps the skipper had long since heard rumors about him. "Sorry, master skipper. I don't plan on satisfying you. Until now, you have to face me. It's up to me to think of you as the Thousand Mask Swordsman or not" Jayaseta said without further ado.

Jala Jangkung. "Well, fine if this is what has to happen. Then, are you sure you'll just use that piece of rattan as a weapon?" jala Jangkung.

Jayaseta almost smiled, didn't Katilapan just beat his swordsman with this piece of rattan? "No matter what master skipper, I promise to make the best use of this piece of rattan."

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Clattering pitched metal rings were dragged on board the floor of the ship's deck. The spear-mipped brongsong hooks are grasped tightly.

Jala Jangkung looked at his enemy with full and focused attention.

Jayaseta himself as usual, stood without special horses, he said, although it can actually be said that the Jayaseta horses that are like without the horses are part of the Skillless Movement where every Jayaseta movement will be adjusted quickly to the opponent's stance.

Jala Jangkung had already observed from the beginning of the fight that Jayaseta was moving quickly. The moves are deadly and hard to guess. No wonder this guy is nicknamed the Thousand Mask Swordsman. Jala Jangkung even half-wishes that somehow, this warrior mask wears every fight is part of his science. And at this time, the swordsman refused to use the mask of Mah Meri which he seemed to take from the slaves who were in charge of attacking their jungs before. Hopefully ... Yes, hopefully, thought Jala Jangkung, the swordsman is not so great when not masked.

Jayaseta was still motionless.

Jayaseta blinked.

Jala Jangkung's left hand moved. Jayaseta read this move and was about to convolve, but as it turned out, it was just a mere trick move to outwit the opponent. The lance brongsong fast-moving hook targeted Jayaseta's stomach.

Jayaseta retreat. The tip of the spear escaped with a finger only.

Jala Jangkung pulled his spear quickly, then again attacked forward with a longer step.

Jayaseta shifted to the side so that the spear passed through his body.

Jala Jangkung smiled. He pulled back his spear just as quickly as when he attacked with a puncture.

Jayaseta whirring her body. Almost the tip of the spear in the form of a hook hit his body. A clever attack, Jayaseta thought. That's the use of the spearhead brongsong hook. In one style, there are at once two goals forward and backward.

Jala Jangkung again moved her right hand, causing Jayaseta to shake the rattan stick to fend off the stab attack. As it turned out, Jala Jangkung did another trick.

The right hand is only moved quickly to outwit, while the mesh on the left hand is thrown.

The string of iron rings opened wide and covered Jayaseta's head and most of his body.

This iron chain net is not just any weapon. There is a hook hook hook like a fishing rod on the sidelines of the woven iron ring.

The net locked Jayaseta like a fish. The hooks are attached to the clothes and belt. Jayaseta also felt that some of the knifers were like fishing eyes, penetrating the skin of his arms and neck.

Jala Jangkung smiled widely. The crowd's eyes widened, all stunned by what was to come next.

Jala Jangkung directly thrust his spear into the victim who was trapped in his net.

The first, second, third stab is done quickly in order to inflict as much injury as possible on the enemy.

Unfortunately, even though the opponent is like a shark in a trap, the spearhead of Jala Jangkung has not succeeded in hitting it. Jayaseta is moving fast. The spear's eyes only jingled in that punch.

Jala Jangkung pulls the mesh, shifts sideways to arrange the enemy's location so it's easier to overhaul it.

Blood flowed from the small steel hooks that tore Jayaseta's skin. He himself was attracted by the jolt of Jala Jangkung's left hand.

A long pull then made Jayaseta fall and roll on the deck of the ship. The wounds on his body are increasing. Tiny but sharp and strong hooks that tore Jayaseta clothes and penetrated into the skin and even the flesh. Small cuts, slowly become larger tears and drain blood. The red spark of life liquid was again decorating the wooden floor.

Jala Jangkung smiled widely, sumringah. So was de Paula on the upper deck. It turned out that the skipper was not an ordinary person who could be underestimated.

Jala Jangkung really enjoyed this scene. He jerked the mesh, making Jayaseta stand fast so that his body is not more torn apart.

The skipper immediately used this opportunity to pull back hard, fast and long nets. Jayaseta was drawn straight towards him.

Jala Jangkung bowed with low horses. The spear is straight ahead. He exclaimed, "Take this style of my Smelter's Lightning Puncture, swordsman!"