The Thousand Mask Warrior

The Hell Earth Needle

Still bare-chested, the hired soldiers took Jayaseta's departure ashore. The meeting was short, but the soldiers had felt a deep inner connection with this figure.

The tyrant leader had long deceived his subordinates turned out to be the warrior's uncle who had severely beaten them and opened their eyes to many things, including the matter of pagan science. Many surprising things happened on the deck of the ship. Jayaseta himself was shocked beyond everyone on board the ship.

His uncle, Badranaya, whose real name was Abdul Gofur, had long left Giri in Gresik. He had the soul of the merchant father, Jayaseta's grandfather, but had almost no swordsman blood. Actually he was very embarrassed because he felt useless in Giri there. Not why, the father then had the son-in-law of a swordsman pick a match and was a special soldier of the Endrasena. He then decides to leave Giri, to be a traveler, but not a wandering swordsman, only a human being seeking his identity until fate leads him into the whirlpool of complex Divine secrets.

He went in and almost got lost in the darkness. Leading those former robbers and murderers who also happen to be questioning their true selves. Badra's intelligence and shrewdness make him trusted and some time bring the subordinates away from evil life as much as possible. Honey, he doesn't have as much courage as his father, even his own nephew.

“Already uncle, stop your sedu sedan. The great God has shown us the way to meet. There is no shameful thing from uncle that is not owned by all humans,”, said Jayaseta trying to reduce the sadness of the uncle over this reality.

“Duh, Gusti Allah. My fault is so great that I did not even know that Giri had fallen under Mataram's power. Duh ngger, you are now an orphan at such a young age. I'm more embarrassed, that with this kind of miserable state of yours, you grew up to be a matchmaker. Unlike me who curses my days, but does not achieve a complete selfishness.”

“Ah, uncle, we will all go our own way. Actually, all of these warrior members were already uncle's family. The proof even though they were so upset, and if I didn't prevent that time could have killed uncle, actually they felt very happy. They realized that after all uncle managed to become their leader. Even in something else. Uncle managed to take them away from the bad stuff. They already have a strong attachment with uncle.”

Jayaseta continues to converse with her uncle, even letting go of long-held longings unconsciously. He almost forgot when his last meeting with his uncle was before he left Giri. Fortunately, the memory was still stuck in his head so that he could still get to know his uncle. It was clearly different from Badra who was not aware of seeing Jayaseta has grown so mature and mighty. Both feel like a kara. Badranaya is the only blood family he has, and vice versa.

The six hired soldiers of the ship also did not take long to receive Badra back as part of their group, not as leaders anymore of course, but as equals to them. All they need is a sense of brotherhood and sisterhood that keeps them going through the hard days of their lives. The leadership character that Katilapan has is used to make members become wiser, not to rule and force again like their former leader or Badra who pretends.

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From the port of Jayaseta could see the ship he had been riding was large soaring to make the hairs on his body bristled, he shuddered to imagine that he had been on the giant ship for some time. His fear of ships and water is evident.

With high and large sail masts, the ship also consists of two main decks where the lower deck has giant oars. It was the slaves who worked as the rowers. Maybe he does not have a qualified martial arts, he will end up in that place at that time.

Although at first before they split Jayaseta asked the soldiers to keep a secret about him, still the crew of the ship later who will spread the news about the prowess of the Thousand Mask Swordsman with additions here and there. Although the name Jayaseta was never known, everyone began to see the image of this warrior. A handsome young man, a mask that is always changing, a strange but extraordinary style, and so on and so forth. Later when Jayaseta traveled to Betawi, news of him as the Thousand Mask Swordsman, had come a long way.

While waiting for the ship to turn its course back to the port of Cerbon, Jayaseta had exchanged silat lessons for the soldiers. Of course this is a very proud thing of the soldiers because they feel trained directly by the swordsman. Not only did they exchange fighting skills, but they also changed in-depth stories about the background of their lives and experiences. The swordsman's bed was the rattan stick of Kali from Bisaya; Karsan the archer from Malay lands; three dagger warriors from Surabaya, Sasangka, Kusuma and Mahendara; Narendra the trident spearman and rattan shield from Banyumas and of course Badranaya the former leader who was also Jayaseta's uncle from Gresik now chose to keep tightening their sense of brotherhood especially with the famous Thousand Mask Warrior.

The six soldiers, though irritated and resentful of Badra, again had a feeling of respect. Not only because after all he still has a strong blood relationship with the swordsman, but his intelligence and shrewdness in many things they do not know other than fighting must also be recognized. Maybe Badranaya was a master swordsman for them.

The next day, the harbor was visible.

Busyness in ships and ports began to be felt by Jayaseta. It is time he took his stolen goods, and of course gave a lesson to the three great deceivers who had condemned him. Such people have become the right of Jayaseta and the purpose of his journey.

Although relieved that Jayaseta had touched the ground again, he felt a little kasian as well because the mercenaries would be exposed to the wrath of their master, the merchant who paid them for having to spend a few days on the trip for nothing. After all, the job as a hired bouncer soldier was their main job at the moment.

Jayaseta's hair was re-rolled neatly at the top of her head. The flag cloth he had torn on the ship and he used to cover his mouth and nose in place of the mask, now he uses it as a headband.

The time to teach the lesson has come. His bare feet carried his body steadily towards the food stall not far from the port.

Arriving at the stall, he saw the atmosphere was crowded. Activities around the store are also gempita. He doesn't care anymore. It means to beat them right in front of all the passers-by. Those people don't know who is facing them. Do they think simply capitalizing on poison can make any of their bad plans work?

Just now he was about to enter the food stall, unexpectedly he saw the bark of his masks in one corner. A small smile on his lips. The masks seem to have been discarded because besides the masks are also lying in used wood, broken clay plates and other household waste.

But when he approached, his heart became disappointed, the mask that he brought from Giri turned out to be only one fruit, the banner mask. The other two masks are gone.

The corner of his eyes suddenly saw a small child bare-naked round running around wearing a very oversized ganongan mask. It was definitely his mask. But what would you say, it is very impossible to seize it. The mask of the other tiger must also have been picked up by children because it is quite interesting for them.

Furious Jayaseta took his banner mask and put it on. The mask smelled a little. This made Jayaseta even more irritated, his body seemed to want to explode. Not wasting time, he entered the shop after the banner mask he wore.

“Consideration of all honorable Cerbon citizens!” jayaseta's blaring voice made all the diners who were eating look up towards the sound coming from.

Deflecting the entrance that the morning sun shone upon there was an abominable sight. A man bare-chested in knee-length, uncoiled, and wearing a pennant mask, a mask typical of their country, Cerbon.

He was waist-deaf with a proud and confident look. Although they could not see his face, from the sound that came out of the strange man's mouth it was already known that he was holding back the wrath.

“I am a person who has the nickname of the Thousand Mask Swordsman. I'm here to ask you to leave this shop immediately because the three owners are master fraudsters. I have come to give them a punishment commensurate with their crimes.”

Until here, people still look at each other. Some held back smiles of astonishment. But Jayaseta knows, this is not the right way. Apparently talking too much doesn't produce anything Jayaseta thought. Finally, he decided to advance to the middle of the stall. He saw a sturdy table made of teak wood in the middle of the stall. No one uses that table.

BRACKET!

With a single blow, the table split in two.

The people inside the stall were shocked to death!

It seems only to realize that this person has high power and they do not want to be a victim of anything that will happen. They ran out past the swordsman leaving behind the food they were eating.

Of course, for a moment the shop was empty. But any minute, anyway, stalls will be back crowded because people who are curious and brave enough to flock to watch what is going on from behind the windows and doors of the tavern especially if the incident is a fight because it has become customary, fights and feuds will always appeal to many people.

Sena, Nata, and Pallawa were already standing side by side in front of Jayaseta. Sena squinted her eyes, Nata and Pallawa frowned, they glanced.

“What the fuck is this?” said Nata.

While Sena said, “How can he return to the port? Hasn't his ship sailed for days at sea?”

All astonishment, but Jayaseta already wants to solve this problem immediately.

“Give me my leather puffer bag, my clothes, my money and the three iron plates from my hair that you robbed right now! Then you come with me to the Kerbon Palace to surrender yourself and admit all your deception. Let the king decide the punishment that is appropriate for people like you!” jayaseta said still with her voice booming.

The three of them moved closer almost simultaneously. About two spears from Jayaseta they stopped. It was unexpected that even though they had different body shapes, their movements were just as fast and agile.

“You're a lucky little bastard. Didn't die of poison and can still return to port. However, we don't care if you are indeed the Thousand Mask Swordsman. We are not afraid,” said Sena coldly.

While Nata the pondun a little chuckled then said, “After you we beat it all out here, here, we just tell the people and the soldiers of the Sultanate that you are a troublemaker trying to rob our humble food stall. Then you'll be languishing in the rotten prison of the Sultanate of Cerbon. Yes, of course if you are not****** in our hands.”

Pallawa finished the words of his two friends by saying cynically, “After all, the clothes you wear now are really like robbers.”

But the difference with his two colleagues, Pallawa did not need a long time to talk because he immediately rushed forward and hit his fist towards the masked face of Jayaseta. Jayaseta lightly dodged a little to the side so that the fist escaped. Pallawa apparently intended to beat Jayaseta with his empty-handed moves.

In an instant he then launched kicks, punches, kicks and punches again in a row directed to Jayaseta's face and chest alternately. Jayaseta shifted her body left and right and repelled each attack with both hands using her no-nurse moves.

Less than ten counts, more than ten moves Pallawa just hit the empty air until Jayaseta poked Pallawa's feet then lowered his head slightly and hit his attacker's heart. Pallawa groaned and was thrown backwards to hit the teak table that had broken two in the middle of it earlier. He was unconscious.

For the sake of seeing this incident, Sena and Nata looked at each other and both understood that they could not play around with this one person.

“We return your goods!” said Sena suddenly.

Immediately after that darted three secret weapons from the hands of Sena who was eyeing Jayaseta's body. Jayaseta bounces once and spins her body in the air.

Three discs pass through his head, neck and stomach and stick to the other teak tables that are still intact. One disc cut a bamboo pole and stuck it on the wooden floor.

Damnit damnit! Jayaseta. How does this guy know how to throw the secret weapon that Grandpa Keling gave him? Thought again.

Both of Jayaseta's legs touched the earth, but he had to jump again when not only Sena, even Nata also re-launched the secret weapon again. Jayaseta was curling and bouncy into the air so nimble. The weapons escaped again.

Not a disc this time, but a few small objects along one finger were jet black that now stuck everywhere.

“Earth Hell!” Jayaseta.

“Ha ha ha ha .. You know apparently. Of course you are a person from the martial world. How, are you starting to get scared by our name?” nata said exploded. The bobble on his chin was swaying along with his laughter.

“Hah! I've already faced the Earth Hell's other Needles. I even finished him off. Your cunning moves are nothing new to me. You will only add to the list of Hell Earth Needle people I managed to defeat,” Jayaseta replied as she reminisced about her fight with the black college members the other day.

It's true, in his travels Jayaseta once fought a Hell Earth Needle warrior and defeated him. That's why you finally understand why these people are able to unleash their disc weapons. They have the ability to throw secret weapons that are specifically learned in the training of canuragannya.

Actually what is meant by needles as a secret weapon of the black flow silat college people is long iron nails. In one throw, a Hell Earth Needle swordsman was able to release five to ten nails.

What distinguishes the enemy that he fought first with these three people is that the throw of the swordsman nail that he had defeated more powerful because of the power in the qualified, the, while the throws of these three people were just ordinary moves, but their black nails were full of evil poison.

He could feel the poison passing through his body when the nails were thrown and almost scratched his skin. It was as if the poison of Kayai Plered and Nagataksaka energy were giving warning as a form of self-defense. From here, Jayaseta began to realize his other ability, namely the ability to understand and recognize poisons. He begins to realize that he has a sensitivity to poison.

“Beched! So arrogant of this guy. Let's finish quickly let him not trouble us anymore,” said Sena.

The poisonous spikes back whizzing. Jayaseta bounces again and goes around avoiding those nails.

This can't keep happening. Although the poison spikes he managed to avoid, Jayaseta was worried that the people outside could be victims because these poisonous spikes were thrown in all directions to kill him. He was afraid that some nails could have penetrated the bamboo wall and hit people who crowded outside the stall. Moreover, it seemed like these two people had started to get caught off guard seeing Jayaseta being able to dodge their attacks. They will throw their nails blindly.

In a lull of attack, Jayaseta spins in midair, picking up her disc that sticks to the floor by pinning it between her toes and releasing a kick. The disc darted and broke off Nata's right arm. A loud shout exploded along with blood spurting from Nata's cut wound. He fell down while shouting to endure the pain in his arm. Sena was not astonished because he started throwing spikes blindly. This was what Jayaseta feared, even though only one or two spikes had come off instead of five to ten, still, the attacks that tend to be chaotic and full of anger are very dangerous for people who crowd outside the store.

Jayaseta brainwashing, “Hey dumbass. Throwing that's all you can. How about you guys throw this in my face? Or maybe you're not taught how to throw the right moves by your goddamn teacher so you can only aim at random?” suddenly Jayaseta shouted defiantly, pointing towards his wooden masked face provoking Sena's anger.

“That's why your padlock friend is now losing a hand. Maybe you want to catch up.”

Hearing the challenge turned out to make Sena excited about her pride. While shouting loudly, Sena threw five nails at once right towards the masked face. Jayaseta bounces and rolls around avoiding the five poisonous spikes. In an instant he had already approached Sena within such a thin distance. This made Sena so excited that she suddenly threw all the remaining nails so quickly and hastily to welcome the arrival of the lightning-like enemy.

JLB! JLB! JLB!

Unexpectedly this resulted in three nails stuck in the face of Jayaseta when their distance was only one spear. This masked swordsman shouted loudly and collapsed on the floor.

Silent mood.