The Thousand Mask Warrior

Falling into a Corpse

Jayaseta backed off then dodged sideways lightly. Two attacks in one storm by the Siamese Tiger escaped without hitting the target. Siam continued his attack without pause. He tried to rub the bottom of Jayaseta's body with his claws and fists. Jayaseta still dodged, leaving room for the next attack. “One more move,” murmured Jayaseta.

Siam exclaimed furiously, spun once and gave two feint attacks. He seemed to be attacking Jayaseta's head with his claws, but then rolled once forward and used both hands to hit Jayaseta's thighs.

The Thousand Mask Swordsman understood very well with these attacking movements. He rose up and traced the back of Siam. Siam fell, while Jayaseta used the back of Siam as a repulsion to jump away. This was an attack as well as an evasive move by Jayaseta.

Jayaseta already felt that the moves of the Champa Siamese tiger is very similar to the Malay silat. It is very understandable because even Minang silat was influenced by the Champa people's silat.

“There is nothing too special about a Siamese Tiger as it turns out,” exclaimed Jayaseta, mocking as well as giving a challenge to Siam. “I may be surprised because until now I just knew that a Siamese is a traitor and does have a little better silat ability than the Siamese I know. But, just a little, Siam. Or whatever your name is.”

Siam is not lured by Jayaseta's bluff. He quietly coated both his hands with deep energy. Both legs are curved with very low horses, characteristic of Malay tiger silat. He is ready to attack again.

Even Jayaseta understood that Siam has the title of shortness is not without reason. The proof alone he was able to hide his identity all this time. However, Jayaseta is determined not to underestimate the opponent and will beat as quickly as possible. His words to ridicule the opponent are intended to make Siam exert all his abilities.

On the other hand, Narendara and Katilapan had already stepped forward to meet the spear thrust of four Thai hunters. Narendara deliberately took the territory some distance away as a battle field. The bed threw one of the rattan sticks towards one of its attackers to break the attention.

It worked!

One hunter had to fend off the rattan with his spear until his attention was diverted. And that was enough for Katilapan to face his other opponent. His ginunting brushed away the spear that was sticking out toward him. At the same time, his free-to-use left hand grabbed another rattan and threw it into the enemy's face.

BLEED IT!

The screams of death echoed from the victim. The bed grasps the spear, then rotates its ginunting still embedded in the enemy's hull, then splits it to the side. Blood spurts along with the destruction of the enemy's innards.

One enemy fell into a corpse.

The other hand of the bed has now also grasped a spear belonging to the opponent.

Seeing this, of course the only Thai hunter roared furiously. He rotated his spear and chipped forward.

Narendra who ran away suddenly stopped, giving a kind of surprise to the opponent. His trident-eyed spear was rotated and bolted towards the feet of the opponents who were running towards him. One opponent flinched, slamming once into the air which fell with a broken neck due to being hit hard on the ground. As a result, the other one instantly held back the pace and rolled forward.

Narendra was unwilling to give it a chance and a possibility. He stood up and immediately threw his spear into the chest of the fallen enemy and broke his neck earlier. Thus, the opponent's death became real to him.

Narendra pulled out his trident spear then proceeded to throw it towards one opponent who was trying to get up. The Thai hunter was still trying to pull off Narenda's spear throw, but was not very successful. One of the spear eyes from the trident pierced through his arm and stuck it there.

He shouted loudly and swore an oath in Siamese. His body was shabby and unbalanced, especially because Narendra's long spear made the weight of the weapon increasingly tear the skin and flesh of his arms.

Narendra was once again unwilling to waste this opportunity. He leaped high and directly imprinted the opponent's chest, making him jolt again lying on the ground. Narendra stomped on the chest of the opponent so that he remained lying down, then quickly pulled out his spear that stuck in the opponent's arm and then threw it into the enemy's neck which could be said to be not warty.

Blood gushed wildly including a bubbling sound from the throat of the Thai hunter as life sped out of his body.