The Thousand Mask Warrior

Travel to Mataram

The day that Jayaseta is about to embark on the journey has come. He wore black knee-length pants with a jar that surrounded his lower body and a buttonless sleeve. Grandpa Keling supplied him with a bundle bag made of strong but light leather. The grandfather also provided Jayaseta with pieces of silver and gold for him to use during the trip. Inside the bag, Jayaseta put in a few pieces of clothes and a pair of pants. The rest he put in his favorite masks.

In addition, three discs the size of a bracelet that his grandfather had given to Jayaseta he also brought. He placed the three sharp throwing weapons on his head. The center of the crimped disc is placed right in the hair loop at the top of Jayaseta's head and keeps it covered by the iket so that it looks like a mere ordinary head covering.

Before leaving for Mataram as recommended by the teacher's grandfather, Jayaseta visited the tomb of his grandmother, grandfather, mother and father who were separated in various places in Giri. Prayers he let out, various outpours of heart also he conveyed to the almighty God. He opened his heart and walked away from the land of Giri and Gresik which seemed to still feel hot. He waved at Grandpa Keling who replied with a nod and a small smile.

Whether fate, whether fate, just four days of travel, Jayaseta has found the injustice that occurred before his eyes that makes Jayaseta actually very worried. On one side from the beginning it was with an explosive feeling of wanting to experience his true life through this circumvention. He is certainly ready to face all the dangers that are present. But on the other hand, he is not a seeker. There was no way this journey he always used to fight.

However, the spirit of justice inherent in his body was easily turbulent, though, although not infrequently he worries that he will have a tendency to look for problems and laughter because he feels the need to use his martial skills to defend those he considers victims. His sense of justice must also be sharpened to distinguish what is right, what is wrong. Not all crimes are exposed naked in plain sight. There were times when criminals had angelic faces, smelled of roses, and spoke the words of heaven.

But this time it was not difficult to see what was happening. A silat champion is on a rampage in a settlement. From a moor overgrown with sand and rocks, Jayaseta ducked down and looked right under the hill-shaped moor at the crowds below.

In a courtyard of a building that seems to be used for farmers gathering, a break from farming activities, two farmers were seriously injured, while the other farmer was boisterous and scattered. Their eyes showed fear of seeing someone who was going berserk with a very long sword in his right hand. The sword was somewhat different from the sword Jayaseta had seen since its length was indeed extraordinary.

The sword is the most common and familiar weapon in all countries and different cultural backgrounds. Only, in a war or battle, the sword is not the main weapon used. A retainer usually carries more than one sword or other sharp weapon such as a keris, cleaver or dagger. Spear is the main weapon in a war.

This is because the sword is actually very easily broken, sompel, bent and broken. A sword is often broken when it collides with another sword. Swords that are rather long when broken will be sharpened and formed again so that it becomes a shorter sword. As for connecting the broken sword blade right in the middle, it would usually be patched using a pile of steel again and forged back.

Therefore, a blacksmith has a high degree and is highly respected for his abilities. Given all the swordsmanship lessons from Grandpa Keling's father, grandfather and his own experiences, Jayaseta was able to see the real use of a sword.

But what is really going on? It's a little hard for Jayaseta to ignore what's going on. It was clear the farmers who were all bare-chested were trying to dodge by rolling and crawling on the ground. They look so pathetic. Moreover, both of their colleagues have been hit by a stab and sprawled unknown to the actual situation.

How else, this is an injustice. There's something to defend here. At the very least, useless bloodshed could be avoided.

Jayaseta immediately took out the pennant mask from his leather puffer bag, removing the sleeves without buttons and jarit that encircled the bottom of his body. He now only wears knee-length pants tied around the waist, bare-chested and masked Panji. In one movement alone he jumped and spun once into the air and descended steadily on the ground.

The raging champion with his long sword heard that a figure of someone had suddenly appeared behind him. Certainly the champion also has a science of canuragan that can not be considered trivial because Jayaseta down from the hill moor with the science of lightening the body high enough so that it almost does not sound at all but so the champion consciously look back.

The champion chuckled for the sake of now seeing a strange person standing in front of him while the peasants who were also astonished and astonished by the arrival of this figure and immediately secured their two friends and moved aside to it's safer. But they did not escape, however, even still want to see what will happen out of curiosity with the appearance of a masked figure pennant bare-chested and riveted – long fibers coiled around the head – who somehow and from where suddenly appear.

The champion with this long sword was bare-chested and wore a dark gray loincloth. His long sword he cast on his shoulder. His voice continued to slowly murmur. This man's wickedness and shortness frankly make Jayaseta more aware behind his mask. The long hair of the champion impresses him like a madman, but the sharp gaze of his eyes hidden behind his endless madness cannot deceive Jayaseta's short-sighted instincts.

The two stood face to face in some time. This sight for the poor farmers is a thing that increasingly looks strange, even though these two warriors are studying their respective abilities. Of course, the tragically-haired champion with a long sword and dark gray wire was still chuckling.

After a few breaths without a word at all Jayaseta also rushed forward using his Gledek Kick to target the champion's feet. Long rarity sounded from the mouth of the champion with a row of black teeth followed by a swift leap into the air avoiding Jayaseta's attack.

Not only jumping, the champion slashed his long sword down towards the opponent. Jayaseta rolled away avoiding the sword whose slash hit the ground and made a long and deep scratch there. The movement of the two very fast people made the farmers increasingly gaping confused about how to behave.

The long sword of the champion had many advantages in a one-on-one fight like this. The long distance makes it difficult for the enemy to approach. Therefore Jayaseta took off one of his discs from his loop and threw it at the champion.

TING!

Discs collide with the tip of the sword of the champion who with the sensitivity of a swordsman is able to brush off the secret. This was predicted by Jayaseta because indeed this disc attack was not the main attack, because even though the throw can be pushed Jayaseta can jerk forward and throw one more disc.

TING!

Back the second disc can be removed with the long sword of the champion. The difference this time is that one sword tip of the champion was broken and thrown quite far. This proves the greatness of Grandpa Keling's discs. The second attack was expected Jayaseta.

The first attack erodes the sword at the end and is broken by the second attack because with a long sword it is usually the end that is prone to damage. As a result, the distance of the long sword became cut and Jayaseta managed to approach and re-launch a kick towards the bottom of the champion's body.

BRACKET!

The champion's thigh was hit by Jayaseta's kick by a landslide and made her lose balance and thrown down. You crazy champion. He woke up quickly though still lost balance, patting his thighs and chuckling again without any visible pain in the look of his face. He looked at his sword which had now been reduced in length, shook his head and slowly became a strange heavy laugh.

A swordsman will probably understand that this is a strange feeling of a champion who is happy to get a strong opponent or deserves to be juxtaposed with his magic. A warrior who walks the path of the canuragan will have no regrets if his death is in the hands of someone worthy. Yes, it seems that this crazy champion has reached that level, death in the way of the sword is the death he craved.

A strange light in the eyes of the champion shone burning to see Jayaseta with his sword butts he poured forward to cut Jayaseta. But this time the attack was crazy, in one strike alone he had tried to dismember Jayaseta with two crossed strokes and three upper and lower slashes which all Jayaseta had avoided by rolling over and receding as far as possible.

Jayaseta also increasingly understood how the sword of the champion is very dangerous even though the tip has been broken and the length is reduced. The moves he faced were very similar to the moves of the Mataram soldiers, thankfully the sword had not been all that long since the long sword he used gave a greater sense of danger.

Seeing that his attack could be avoided by the enemy, the champion now completely turned his chuckle into laughter. His eyes were getting more and more horrible. He raised his hand again ready to cut Jayaseta. It was then that the long sword of his nipple fell to the ground with all four fingers holding the hilt. In a remarkable move, Jayaseta this time managed to break the fingers of the champion with his last disc without having been expected before.

The gawking champion saw that all four of his right fingers, except for the thumb, had already disappeared from his place. There was no pain. In fact, he will start laughing when his throat is stifled by a crushing blow on his chest. Jayaseta again gave his Kick and a palm strike nested on the neck of the champion and made him fall without having time to let out his last weird laugh because he was unconscious for a time very long.

The terrified peasants slowly approached the champion whom they had been afraid of all this time. Behind the faces of those who were confused and frightened at the same time, they also stored a surge of relief and excitement that seemed to want to explode.

“Haduh ... thanks kisanak, thanks ngger. We don't know who this angger is, but we believe this anger sakti mandraguna is a good-natured swordsman,” one of the farmers who may be most poured among them thanks to Jayaseta. This was followed immediately by a thank you to all the poor farmers.

They later explained that the champion was a former Mataram soldier who left his army because he lost the war against the company's forces in Betawi. Sultan Agung Hanyakrakusuma ordered to punish the soldiers who lost in the field of action by beheading them. The champion himself was one of many soldiers who escaped from the king's death sentence.

After a few years, many soldiers turned out to be dazed and muffled aimlessly and eventually became robbers, mules and various other crimes. From here Jayaseta understood why the way to fight the champion was similar to the Mataram soldiers he had faced before. This also explains the madness of the champion.

The champion has repeatedly come to their village and asked for food and money by force. The village champ he managed to kill and make residents who were almost all farmers become frightened. So they better obey that person who comes and goes as they please, to this day where the villagers are not able to obey his wishes, he even rampaged in the fields.

Jayaseta listened to them with a little talk. This makes his figure even more curious although these farmers then thank him very much and will imprison the champion by reporting it on the blink of an eye.

Moreover, Jayaseta assures that the enemy will no longer be able to act as he pleases because he has crushed the breastbone of the champion and severed the veins on his neck, countless four fingers severed, he said, make it difficult even to lift the hoe.

Unknowingly this incident is the starting point of Jayaseta's fame story in Java. The news of a warrior with a mask who defeated many high-scientific warriors and the villains instantly spread within a few full moons.

Although in fact Jayaseta only wore about three masks, and sometimes he only covered his face with a cloth, and sometimes he just covered his face with a cloth, people have already dubbed him the Thousand Mask Swordsman because the mask he uses is always alternating between one news with another news. One thing that makes many people sure about the existence of this figure is because of the moves that he shows are completely different and can not be guessed form.

The moves are like a collection of people's movements that only adjust to the opponent's movements. However, no one doubts the efficacy of the moves that the Thousand Mask Warrior has.

Within a few weeks of the Jayaseta trip he had paralyzed the seekers because of various villages. He had twice faced with two warriors who were down the mountain from Padepokan to try their knowledge.

Coincidentally, these two people, although different in time and college, both come from groups of black warriors. Jayaseta feels that she has to face the world in the real Jawadwipa. Hard and wild, which as a swordsman he could not avoid from fighting.

As always, these types of people will try to find problems and challenge anyone they deem fit to face them. One person was forced to die at Jayaseta's hands because the poison needles he used were thrown blindly and injured many people.

Hell Earth Needle is a silat college that spawns many qualified warriors, unfortunately the students of Hell Earth Needle are always involved in various wars and paid and used by many rulers for their purposes.

The disciples of Hell's Earth Needle had a good name when some of them became members of the Mataram army's code during the attack on Betawi. Again the name again deteriorated when in the second Sultan Agung attack, the telik ciphers were faced with other Hell Earth Needle students who successfully employed the Walanda company to fight against the Mataram forces.

With these secret moves, the Earth Hell Needle disciples were indeed great at secret tasks. Throwing black needles they not only stick on the opponent's body, but able to penetrate it. This is because in addition to the accuracy and ability to throw that must be learned, they are also trained to use internal energy so that the needle throw is increasingly dangerous.

The students employed by this company were given the task of burning the food barns of Mataram forces and killing as many Mataram troops as possible. When the two groups of Hell Earth Needle disciples who were on the two sides met, the two groups decided to side with the company because it was considered more profitable. The defeat of Mataram was clearly emblazoned.

To fight an enemy who cared nothing at all for this, Jayaseta was forced to silence them more earnestly. But this fight is impossible he fought just by avoiding the throw of dangerous needles. While spinning and rolling away, Jayaseta was forced to destroy some bamboo poles of a food stall where this fight took place.

These bamboo poles were used by Jayaseta to tackle the attacks of the opponent, until finally he found a kitchen knife that he used to straddle the opponent's needle while jerking in.

Of course this is not easy. The needles shot out at speed and were balanced with deep power as well. A hot wind seemed to accompany the needles. With that style also Jayaseta drain his energy into a piece of iron kitchen knife that is ordinary and fragile because it is not used for fighting.

As a result, the friction of the blade and the needle that bounces cause tremendous sparks and gusts of energy. The warung poranda, but Jayaseta managed to get close to the enemy and planted the knife in eight parts of the enemy's body which then made him strangle without breath with blood flooding the floor.

On another occasion, the meeting took place in such a crowded market. People selling chicken, fish, vegetables and children's toys on sunny mornings were bullied by someone looking for trouble. It destroys shops and stalls with empty hands.

His punch roared like a godam. Even his gigantic body was also immune from all the backlash. Anyway this swordsman actually used his terrible body strength. No wonder he called himself the Rock Hill Giant, because in addition to his large body like a giant, his body was hard like a stone.

But once Jayaseta is ready to face this kind of opponent. Again, he did not want to challenge the swordsman, although the Giant did aim to find an opponent that he deserved to defeat.

Jayaseta just wants to stop this guy from bothering him. The only way he was forced to challenge the giant in a square near the market with a lot of people watching. He hates this, he does not want to be the center of attention, watched while fighting. Fighting is not something that should be used as entertainment with the applause and cheers of the listeners. He must finish this fight as soon as possible.

The Giant in addition to the large body is also very agile movement. This is a little missed Jayaseta's estimate. Both his arms and legs hit Jayaseta's defenses several times and made him tremble because of the strength of the attack. The inner energy that the Giant exudes flows evenly to all parts of his body. Such breeders usually also train immunity on weak and vulnerable parts of the body such as the neck, liverwaters, stomach, even ************. But what about the eyes, Jayaseta thought.

With a puzzling swirling motion, Jayaseta's five fingers formed Garuda's wings and flared up attacking the two giant's eyes. The screams echoed. Because of this negligence, Jayaseta with speed like a demon hit a barrage to all the weak parts of the opponent. This is possible because with eyes that although only slightly injured, but the Giant eventually became off guard.

That's when Jayaseta really used the opportunity to beat up the enemy. Attacks quickly hit the face, chin, neck, chest, waist, heartburn,**********, thighs, knees and shin bones. The giant fell. Not expecting all this time he had trained all out to be able to receive all kinds of attacks on his body instead losing to the endless blows being launched into his body. It became sort of a target to hit and train this masked man.

His entire muscle was stretched, maybe some part of his bone was fractured. He was still able to recover, but it was impossible to be arrogant because he was humiliated by a masked stranger in just an instant. His attack was well avoided by the masked figure, his eyes were attacked, then he was beaten.

That simple.

It was not the weapon that injured him, but the fists, the head and the kicks that destroyed his body. That's what everyone who saw the fight will tell you. Word of mouth, not to mention the added spice by exaggerating the story, although he was aware without exaggeration even the masked swordsman did have a very high science of canuragan and was far above it.

Jayaseta then jumped, bouncy and with the ability to lighten his body, climb the building and lost among the trees while accompanied by claps and cheers praise the victory and the greatness of the hero. This seemed to inaugurate the title of Thousand Mask Swordsman who was inevitably spread throughout Jawadwipa. The martial world figures had also put his name on their minds.