The Thousand Mask Warrior

Sending Fear

The pirates felt a tremendous amount of energy hit their bodies hard and fast. Too loud and too fast, until none of the victims and targets of the attack can resist and be evasive. Three bodies were thrown like dried leaves, beating their friends.

The cry of pain met with the crackling of the broken bones sounded clear. Jayaseta is still roaring. Both of his hands were like steel mace beating the opponent so lightly. Bamboo javelins used to withstand attacks for some pirates who still had time to see the attack came, it was also broken and broken. Jayaseta's fists kept coming in through the defenses and hit their chest, shoulders or stomach.

“Friends! Take out your weapons!” the leader shouted when he realized that the fight had begun.

Dagger unsheathed. The members of the pirates retreated, opening the ranks so as not to accumulate and provide pause and space in order to see the movement and arrival of the enemy well.

“HEYAAA!” the leader began by thrusting his pointed bamboo spear towards Jayaseta who moved to throw, rotate. Jayaseta let the tip of the spiky bamboo javelin pass through his face as wide as his finger. After that with a sideways movement, his left fingers formed claws, a mixture of tiger, eagle and dragon claws, then grabbed the javelin trunk that stuck out and destroyed it in one squeeze.

The bamboo rod is torn long continuously until it makes the leader of the pirates release the javelin if he does not want his palm to be torn. Unfortunately, although he managed to release his grip on the shattered bamboo stick, his chest could not avoid Jayaseta's sideways kick that was too fast for him to understand.

His body jerked and fell backwards, sitting on the ground near a stream of water that formed a small creek.

Jayaseta seems to have deliberately crippled the pirate leader first. The kick was part of the Jurorless Movement that was adapted to the circumstances and needs, so that the results as can be seen now. The leader of the group could not move. His body was crushed and stiff incredibly. This opportunity used Jayaseta to return to spin and move quickly to beat the opponent, with both his bare hands.

Silat Melayu has melted in the Jurus Without Jurus. Jayaseta no longer describes his movements in the meaning of certain moves anymore. His fingers formed various types of fists from various styles, or opened to form the palm, or elbowed like Tomoi silat, or clawed like gung fu silat. Whatever it is, it is all used with power so that it is able to finish the fight quickly and precisely.

A piercing dagger like the roar of rain directed at Jayaseta's body was able to be avoided with little effort. Not only did Jayaseta's flexible body avoid those attacks, but he wasted no opportunity while directly delivering punches and kicks towards the opponent every time he finished dodging and twitching from the attack.

Jayaseta imprints the attacker's foot, not to temporarily incapacitate him, but actually defeats him. That's why the leg that was attacked was immediately broken in just one trace. Jayaseta pops the chest of the enemy so that it is thrown backwards, hit his friends, then immediately drove using

The gazes of the dozens were even more than twenty messy assailants. They did not expect at all that they were facing a creature whose canuragannya ability was too above. Jayaseta has become a figure created from scratches and disasters. He transformed into a figure who was rationed from strength and canuragan, and,

experience and battle. The moves he learned were not merely memorized and taught, but melted down and transformed by his own abilities. Strength is a part of him, and silat is his breath.

Jayaseta concentrated the energy in both of his palms. Three daggers were on their way to glide with the intention of shredding his flesh. Jayaseta could see these pirate attacks as easily as seeing a lizard crawling on the wall. He dodged the combined steps of Malay silat and Mangkasara where with the body twisted low and the horses legs crossed, the three attacks escaped on it.

With those low horses as well, Jayaseta turned back in the opposite direction. Like a whirlwind, the swordsman dealt two hard blows, throwing two assailants violently.

“Hah! Mr Jayaseta is on a rampage!” yang Ireng looks excited.

Ireng is not wrong. Jayaseta has been harboring energy and guts on the river all this time. He wanted everyone who was planning anything to defeat him to think back after this. He focused his resistance to quickly finish off the enemy, using his bare hands.

It even includes wasteful in using its inner power in every attack. Undoubtedly, the pirates who were thrown earlier like an animal blown by a whirlwind, must no longer be able to survive his life.

In the heart, Jayaseta is also quite alarmed when until these people know that he has a weakness when he is on the water. This was obviously very likely considering they knew a lot about him. So, the decision to go ashore had to be paid for by his action of beating the enemies in a terrible way and sending fear to the enemy.