White Dragon Swordsman

against Gou Chen

On top of a mountain peak located quite far from the South of Cikunir Village, stood a large building locked by a high and sturdy wall fence.

Above the gate made of selected wood is the name 'UNGAN SALAKA' which is written on a thick board. The name of the college was written in gold ink. The letters are large and engraved, quite beautiful and dashing to the eye. Within a distance of ten spears, one could already clearly read it.

For the martial forest, the name of Mount Salaka College is not a foreign name. The college is famous as the center of swordsmen.

That night, Ki Tunggul Jagad who is the Chairman of Mount Salaka College seemed to be gathering his main students who numbered eight people. They are top level figures in the college, because they are direct students of Ki Tunggul Jagad.

“Of course your heart wonders why I suddenly called. Actually, I've been thinking about this for a long time, but only this time I have the chance to tell you!" the powerful old man paused for a moment while taking a deep breath, it seemed like what he was about to say was something important.

"Look at my students! I intend to leave this college business to you for a while."

"What does Teacher mean, there is something that is not pleasing to Master's heart?" ask one of the oldest students of Mount Salaka University led by Ki Tunggul Jagad. The chief disciple's face was agitated, afraid that there was their behavior that had made the heart of the great old man disappointed.

"None of you did anything wrong! I just want to take a break from the busyness of college for some time. Nah! Therefore I will appoint one of you, who will take my place during rest. And for that long I don't want to be bothered by anyone, or any business! Are you willing?" asked Ki Tunggul Jagad while crawling the faces of his students sharply.

"Capable, Teacher! And then we ask for guidance and advice for the smooth running of our duties...!" replied the eight disciples Ki Tunggul Jagad with a firm voice.

"Hm, great.., great! That's how it should be" said Ki Tunggul Jagad. Now her face is bright.

Then the powerful parents also appointed Ki Sukma Kelana to take care of the college during his seclusion. In addition, Ki Surya Kencana was also appointed as a representative. So are the six others who are each given a task that must be carried out seriously.

"Well! Now give your opinion! If anyone has any objections, say it while I'm still here. Because, I do not want if in the future there are unexpected events. And if that happens, then there will be no hesitation in punishing you!" said Ki Tunggul Jagad, with a firm and authoritative voice.

"We agree, Master! And all the commands of Master will be carried out as well as possible!" the promise of the eight disciples Ki Tunggul Jagad, earnest.

"alright. If there is no longer a problem, you can return to their respective places "

"Good Teacher!" the eight exclaimed in unison After saluting, the eight immediately left the place.

On the next day the eight students of Mount Salaka College began to carry out the task as ordered by their teacher. And no other student knew that, except the eight main disciples of Mount Salaka.

It was ordered by Ki Tunggul Jagad, so that there was no unrest among the students of Mount Salaka.

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It was still morning, when a group of people together climbed the slopes of Mount Salaka. If you look at the average situation that is tangled and somewhat dirty, it is clear that they have traveled a long and tiring journey. Although the footsteps looked somewhat trembling, yet from the glare of the eyes emanated their high spirits.

The group consists of various groups. There was the son of the tycoon, the son of a rich merchant, and there was also the son of a small merchant. The purpose of their arrival to that place is the same, which is to take the new student admission exam, which will be held by Mount Salaka University every six months.

After a difficult and exhausting climb, the group arrived at the first post guarded by two sixth-level students, Mount Salaka University.

"Brothers, please stop for a moment...!" one of the two guards.

"Huh! What does it mean that the clowns are preventing us?!" It irritates people...!" as one of the young men of the company. His face looks haughty. The young man was about sixteen years old. The clothes are made of selected light blue silk materials. His face was handsome, like a noble. Looks spoiled and dandy.

"Easy! Don't look for disease, buddy! We just entered the first guard post!" answered another young man, who apparently did not like the words of the dandy youth.

"Really! If we are accepted to be students of Mount Salaka College, we must be patient and polite," said another young man, come to give advice

Meanwhile, the two students of Mount Salaka College who were in charge of guarding at the first post began to conduct checks. Everyone who will pass through the first post, must abandon all forms of sharp weapons that are carried. If it is completely clean without weapons, then they are allowed to continue the journey.

"Hm, how arrogant those mountain people are! What are clothes checked for? Are we thieves...?" geruru the dandy boy again.

The two young men who had been trying to give advice turned their heads for a moment. And without answering a word immediately turned their faces away with a bitter feeling. It is predictable the ugly nature of the arrogant dandy young man.

"Huh! This college belongs to its ancestors...!" grumbled one of the two young men, while grunting leaving the young man's filthy millionaire son. His behavior looks arrogant.

Hearing that grumble, the other young man just laughed. Soon followed the steps of his friend, who had already walked towards the checkpoint.

"Friend, what's your goal in entering our college?" ask one of the leaders in this second post.

This time the turn is one of the two young men who gave advice to the arrogant dandy youth.

"Uncle" the young man replied while bowing his body as a sign of respect. He deliberately called for uncle, seeing that the guard was about thirty-five years old.

"The intention of the servant entering the Salaka Mountain School is to study silat!" honest answer.

"Hm, why did you study silat? Wouldn't silat only invite commotion?" ask the guard again. This time with a smile. Indeed, the guard wanted to know the young man's answer or view of silat

"Uncle, in the opinion of this foolish servant, everything we learn or possess must be good and bad. And it all depends on the person himself. Does he use what he has for good or for evil? Isn't that right, Uncle?" the young man paused for a moment to see the reaction of the guard.

The guard nodded with satisfaction. So his feet immediately went aside, giving way to the young man continuing his point.

After the young man graduated well, it turns out there are still some young people who managed to pass the second guard post. Similarly, the arrogant young man earlier. While the young people who experienced failure, welcome to leave Mount Salaka College. Those who failed numbered fifteen.

With a face full of disappointment, the fifteen young men hurried to leave the Salaka Mountain School. Now they feel a great fatigue in their bodies. Fatigue that was originally covered with fiery spirit earlier, and only appeared after the spirit was destroyed by failure.

After a long journey from the foot of Mount Salaka, the fifteen young men fell down on a thick meadow. It was like a green rug lying at the mouth of a forest. They immediately rested while taking out the provisions carried inside their respective clothes.

"Hhhh! I can't believe it's hard to be a student of that college!" a young man complained while chewing his food cleavage land. It was as if his appetite had also vanished from the failures he faced.

"Really! Unlike the silat teachers in the village, anyone would be accepted as long as it could pay a sufficient amount of money!" answer the other young man in a petty voice. As if to say to himself.

"of course. Because people say, Mount Salaka College is the center of the warriors. Even their intelligence is like a god. Even among the characters there are those who are good at disappearing!" other young men chimed in.

"Eh! To such greatness!" exclaimed the two young men earlier, who were followed by other young men.

The young men immediately shifted his butt because they felt interested in the story of one of his friends.

The young man became more and more excited, because fourteen of his friends were interested in the story. And for a while, they soon forgot about failure and fatigue. It just seems to disappear. But not to mention that the story had been passed on, suddenly there was a sound of laughter that resounded around the place.

"Ha ha ha...! Where there are humans capable of disappearing, children to lol! Tell me, who has ever seen a man who can disappear! Go, answer!" not to mention that the echoes of laughter disappeared, the person who spoke out had suddenly stood before them.

The fifteen young men were jolted like scorpions! Their faces suddenly pale from the overwhelming shock.

"Sseeett.. tttaan...!" shouted some young man with trembling body. They simultaneously embrace each other The newly arrived person was really suspected of being a dedemit. For how could that person suddenly appear before them, without knowing where and when it came.

Meanwhile, some other young men who had possessed enough knowledge, began to suspect that the person must have high magic and intelligence. Those who have more courage and experience, can soon master his heart and his feelings.

"Ha ha ha! Is that the courage of those who want to go to Mount Salaka? Absolutely disgraceful! It is only fitting that you are not accepted by those arrogant humans!" yell that guy again. The tone really menghi na.

Hearing the hi naan, the five young men who had been able to ease his surprise immediately rose up while clenching their hands despite not being students of Mount Salaka College, but they did not accept the dihi na that person.

"The brave boy!" said one of the five young men, without leaving his politeness.

"Why did you know us? Don't we know each other? Even if we fail, but we don't want to be insulted like that."

"Hm," the tall, big man with a bewok was snorting violently. But there was admiration for the words of the young man before him who sounded polite but had firmness.

"Who has insulted your name, Young Man? Didn't I just ask? Is the question considered to be a menghi na?! Even if I insult your name, what do you want?" challenge the old man. But this time his tone sounded smoother even though it still contained a painful e-tie.

"Hm, Old Man! Apparently you are the arrogant person who feels the most clever, so do not want to hear the advantages of others. We talked amongst ourselves, then what's the deal with you, Old Man? We want to tell you anything, it's our business! So, why are you so drunk? Like grandparents who fire beards only!" the young man replied again, growing bolder, as he did not feel guilty at all.

"Eh uh, the braver you talk! Do you know who you're dealing with?! Watch your mouth, young man!