The Thousand Mask Warrior
Arthit the Muay Paak Klang
Two days away from Jayaseta's entourage, passing through the valley, the forest of rivers that run through the land of Ayutthaya like a snake, there is a crowd in a village.
The tone of the tetabuhan flowed fast and loud. The people in the shelter gathered on a patch of land that seemed to be a battle rink.
The women have a style of dress and look quite different than the Malays. Their hair is so short, even on the sides and the tengkui are trimmed to the point of being worn out. The long hair characteristics of the female archipelago do not seem to be attached in consideration of their appearance.
Regarding this hairstyle, it is not too much different between the poor people in this village with the women of blue blood or the rich. It was the clothes that looked so different.
The poor women simply wear a piece of cloth to cover the chest and another piece of cloth is used as a kind of loincloth to cover the lower part of the body. Black and grey are common even uniform colors that can be found.
Children run around or stick to their mother's arms naked.
It is the men who are so excited. They cheered, clapped their hands and stomped their feet to the ground. All bare-chested and chattered.
The villagers form an imperfect circle around two men who are facing each other. It was a battle arena limited only by groups of people.
This match is actually part of the culture of the people not only this village, but also spread throughout the Ayutthaya region, even Burma, Cambodia and the land of the Lao people.
The type of soil in this village is clay. For fighters, the type of ground for an official one-on-one match, rather than a street match, knowing the type of ground is very important to determine how to fight as well.
On clay, the silat Muay Boran movement of the Siamese will be limited especially in boxing and elbow attacks. Dense soil is the most chosen by fighters, especially with fast foot movements. There is also a fight in the coastal area with the sand. The fighters will move very carefully.
They can also expect travelers or travelers who want to get entertainment. In fact, not infrequently the traveler also enlivened it by being one of the fighters.
However, of the reasons for this custom, one of their considerations is the attention of the Ayutthaya kingdom or the rich landlords in order to be considered a soldier, bouncer, or champion. With this the fighters will raise their degrees.
But not so with a fighter, a Siamese swordsman named Arthit. He doesn't care about any of that. All he wants is to fight. Of the dozens of fights he has ever run, he has only lost once. It also happened when he was young and capitalized. The rest, how many times even the enemy within his bracelet had to die in his hands.
Everyone knows their purpose and their strength. When Arthit attended the fight, the citizens did not bet on who won. However, how long his opponent survives, lives or dies, or attacks with what style can make his enemy stricken defeat. Either elbow, fist, knee, kick, or dings and locks.
Arthit is indeed a fighting star between villages that melanglangbuana. He even has his own title and nickname. Muay Paak Klang or the silat Muay Boran fighter of the Middle School. This is because the moves are very distinctive so that it distinguishes it from other Siam Mauy silat.
That said, the man in his twenties studied Muay silat when he was devoted to the Ayyuttha kingdom under the kingdom of Prasat Thong which has been started since 1600 AD until now.
At that time, Arthit was told to learn the science of the silat warriors of Ayutthaya and add it with a variety of styles from the soldiers of the countries of Ayutthya friends who also often share knowledge of empowerment and practice together. One of them is Japan.
His wanderings and thirst for Muay Boran silat made him feel at home in the army. He had defeated many of his fellow soldiers, one two Japanese soldiers, the Burmese, the Malays as well. All made him realize that he was a ring fighter. Thus, he left the Ayutthaya army and devoted himself as a ring fighter.
Today, a boisterous voice echoed in his presence. The village that has been beside him several times has a familiar smell, the wind that is so familiar, including residents, young people and fighters.
Arthit the Muay Paak Klang looked eagerly at the fighter in front of him who was ready with his horses. The young man was not this village. Heard he walked away from Pattani to meet her deliberately, to try out the science of kanuragannya. The blood of Malay and Siam Pattani from the young man roiled excitedly watching the opponent he had long sought was really ready to face it.
