The Thousand Mask Warrior

The Thousand Mask Warrior
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Sharp weapons pointed at Jayaseta's body simultaneously and simultaneously served well. Jayaseta not only dodged and dismissed the attacks, but challenged and welcomed them. Silat Melayu Kedah, Terengganu, Kelantan, even Tomoi silat or silat moves that he studied in Melaka gave him additional abilities for Javanese silat, Silat Pulut until the Chinese silat he had learned became an ability that was above the wind.


Jayaseta suddenly felt like a god who could see the enemy's movements and attacks easily. His shortness instincts increased rapidly and became more sensitive. Its speed doubled, and its inner power was well-ordered.


Jayaseta can decide well and perfectly what moves he should make in receiving the attack and replying to it. It was as if all of that was as easy as breathing. He is not intending to play around, or take lessons by imitating or absorbing the opponents' moves. All he faced was the pirates who had a rotten plan behind it, not the warriors or champions who were about to try it. They here obviously wanted to finish off or at the very least, profit from it.


The pirate leader shouted loudly giving orders to the rest of his group to continue to carry out attacks together. They not only pierce, but also slash and snatch.


Jayaseta was attacked from all directions. Front, back, left and right side.


Already some pirates were uprooted due to the angular and sharp attack of Jayaseta. Their ribs were broken, the sternum was crushed, the neck bones were also jolted hard and cracked. The rest armed with the spirit and command of the pirate leader is still trying to try their luck.


Jayaseta catches the arm of one attacker, twisting it, but does not directly slam the enemy. With the Malay silat he learned in Malacca, Jayaseta added his own movement. Like a cynic, Jayaseta pulls the enemy hard and spins it. The enemy's body becomes a kind of living shield, so that the other enemy will not attack.


But that's for a moment. Jayaseta has already done this kind of movement when faced with a rumble. So this time he held back the speed of the enemy body that he revolved, then violently touched it.


A hard and straight kick is presented to the hip of the pirate whose hand he still locks. The body was thrown away and fell over a small, motionless river. Probably dead once.


A tremendous movement can be terrible from a Thousand Mask Swordsman whose name is truly the most famous. Indeed Jayaseta is playing the enemy's soul. Scared them before death picked them up.


Jayaseta's face was hidden behind a cloth and left only those two eyes completely illegible. Again, the plan worked. The rest of the pirates who were now only five people including the leader stood stiff. Somehow they just realized that their friends had been floundering on the ground with no sound at all. There was no pain or the sound of the breath. Are they all dead? By facing Jayaseta alone, empty-handed anyway?


"That's right! What are you guys waiting for? Why suddenly become such a coward in the presence of one person?" exclaimed the leader ketus when he saw his men look once shriveled and shriveled.


"You don't see any of this? We are not all the match. Leave it to the more qualified and powerful warriors. We're too stupid to try him, "this time one of the pirate leader's men dared to show his mind.


"really. Now everyone knows that big names are not just big names for no reason. We are like firewood that is ready to be put into fire when it is like this. I'd rather run away like a coward than die silly" said one member.


The pirate chief was about to argue but the other side of him seemed to reject him. He tried to think real and clean. What good is spending his subordinates to feed on the rumors and bird news about the greatness of Jayaseta which in fact is true. Perhaps, all members of the New World will join in trepidation and disrupt their unity.


The leader looked towards Jayaseta who was still standing in front of them coldly, without a sound, then looked at his four men. "Well, for now we leave that guy. We're going to report to our chairman" he said.


All the members breathed a sigh of relief. They stood up straight, leaving their horses behind. It then turned around in unison to leave Jayaseta in the opposite direction, seemingly back towards the river. They looked a little concerned about the state of their friends who were lying unconscious either dead. However, what to say. They have to leave this place. They've already lost.


Jayaseta ran towards them and then jumped so high over the heads of the pirates who were behind him about to leave the battle.


All were shocked to see the figure of the Thousand Mask Swordsman now standing in front, turning their backs.


Jayaseta exclaimed loudly without turning away, "It has been outlined that you will die at my hands. You can't run away from me, cowards!"