White Dragon Swordsman

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The old man was named Eyang Tirta Yasa. Forty years ago he had shocked the martial world thanks to his terrible knowledge, 'The Palm of the Hand of Lightning. That is why he is nicknamed the Angel of Lightning!

Many of the heretical martial figures had been killed at his hands. Indeed, that era was a very bleak time for the heretics. The sudden appearance of Eyang Tirta Yasa as an angel, caused many heretical figures to think twice about facing him.

His very exciting football indeed makes his opponents restless. As a result, at that time it was difficult to find a crime. The robbers who are usually fearless, forced to hide themselves. For the Angel of Lightning, does not have the responsibility to act. Anyone who commits a crime will not be able to enjoy the warm sunshine tomorrow morning.

Indeed, at that time there were also some magical figures who were at the same level as the Lightning Angel. They are, Shadowless Gods. Then the King of Medicine, and a few other names. They are all famous warriors and are very respected friends and opponents. In addition to that of the heretical group there are still many high-handed black figures.

In a short time, the name of the Lightning Angel has been able to shift the old figures of the white faction who have been in the martial world for decades. Of course, there were some of them who wanted to guard up to where the intelligence that the Lightning Angel had. But until so far, the trial of intelligence between the Lightning Angel against the old figure, not to fall victim or seriously injured. Also, it did not cause any animosity between them.

While some of the many figures also feel proud, because their duties have been taken over by the Lightning Angel. Thus they can isolate themselves safely and peacefully.

After approximately ten years the name of the Lightning Angel echoed in the martial world, suddenly the great warrior disappeared. The Lightning Angel, vanished like it was swallowed by the earth! The martial world is in an uproar! The black figures cheered and feasted after hearing the news. While the people are back. Clearly their lives will be threatened again by a band of robbers.

The companions of the Lightning Angel had also been trying to find out about the magic swordsman. But the Lightning Angel completely vanished like the earth swallowed. In later years, the name of the Lightning Angel began to be forgotten. In the shops and in the streets, there was no sound of the name of the Angel of Lightning being spoken of. His name has really sunk.

Thirty years have passed since he vanished like the earth. And among the jungle, it has been assumed that the Angel of Lightning has died. However, suddenly the magic swordsman appeared in the middle of a quiet and creepy wilderness. And at once has saved the life of Panji from death.

Now, the shadow of the body of the powerful old man is jumping up a hill whose surface there are protruding stones. Despite this, the body of the magical old man was not at all disturbed. The science of lightening his body has indeed reached the level of perfection. The old man's body, hovering nimbly, was like a bird playing in space.

While Panji's body in his right hand, has fallen asleep. Apparently he felt safe in the protection of the great grandfather. Without realizing the fatigue that he had been hiding was released already. So that he fell asleep at once.

*

Bukit Goa Tigers, is one of the hills among the many hills that are found around the Apus Randu Forest. Maybe because on the hill there is a cave shaped head of a tiger then called Hill Goa Tiger.

At the top of this hill there is a fairly large flat land. In the middle of the field stood a hut that was quite large and strong. While behind the cottage flows a clear river, which is sourced from a waterfall not far from the cottage. Apparently this is where the Lightning Angel hid herself for decades. Somewhere difficult to get to. Only certain people can reach that place. Not only are the hills very difficult to climb. It turns out that in the Forest of Pandu Apus there are many wild animals that are very dangerous.

The sun began to emit its rays. Slowly the atmosphere that was originally dim became bright. The warmth it emitted began to sting the skin.

Meanwhile, in a hut above the Tiger Goa Hill Peak, two body figures were sitting opposite. They sat cross-legged with silence surrounding them. Each one is busy with his thoughts. Apparently, the two body figures were Eyang Tirta Yasa and Panji. They have indeed settled in this place. A hideout of Eyang Tirta Yasa, since his seclusion decades ago.

"My granddaughter," said the old man gently breaking the silence.

"Starting this morning, Eyang will provide the basics of all silat science. Therefore, Eyang hopes that you will be diligent and patient in learning it. Because, without patience and perseverance, it is difficult to achieve perfect results."

"Okay, Eyang! I promise I will always follow any instructions Eyang," Panji replied with his head bowed. His words were refined, yet within it was hidden a strong determination.

Eyang Tirta Yasa nodded his head, occasionally stroking his white beard. He loved and loved the boy. This kind of child, which he had been looking for so far to be inherited from the science of canuragan and worship. Such a child will raise his name in the days to come.

The old man took a breath for a moment, while staring at Panji who was still paying attention to the big tree. Then, Eyang Tirta Yasa took Panji to the hillside, then pointed to another hill not far from the Tiger Goa Hill.

"Well! Now look at that hill in front!" says slowly.

"Try you to explain, the relationship between the hill and the knowledge that you have absorbed earlier," continued the old man, turning to Panji.

The boy stood upright while looking at the hill that was meant by Eyang Tirta Yasa. Both of his eyebrows are linked, a sign that he is thinking hard.

"That, according to my foolish observation, the lower part of the hill looks bigger than the upper part. While the science of kanuragan must have a greater basis as well. So, in my opinion, at the bottom that is related to the basic science of silat!" The answer without hesitation.

"Good, Grandchild! I thought you were a smart kid!" Said the grandfather, with a radiant face.

"So, to master the science of silat we must have a strong base like trees and mountains earlier. Do you understand, my granddaughter?" Ask the old man further.

"Yes, Eyang! I understand," replied Panji.

Panji is indeed a hard-hearted child and diligent in learning everything. In addition, he was also a diligent and intelligent child. So it is not strange if the basic exercises given by his teacher can be mastered in a short time. These basic lessons are always applied at every opportunity, In just a few months, the movements have looked steady and powerful. Likewise with the position of the horses that look sturdy and beautiful.

*

Time keeps rolling fast. Without feeling, five years Panji has lived with parents in Puncak Bukit Goa Tigers.

Not to mention the afternoon, when a body that was bare-chested, was moving with agility. Sometimes that body figure bounces into the air while releasing a chain kick. What a dangerous attack! Then sweetly his feet were tracking the ground.

Suddenly, he shouted loudly, while his legs formed horses in a riding position. Both of his legs shifted to the left and to the right, while both of his palms were clenched on either side of his waist. From between his lips sounded a subtle hiss. Apparently he is practicing in gathering energy in.

It's late afternoon. On the western horizon, a reddish ray of light shot out red. A sign that the sun will return to the dispute. While the body figure also seems to have ended his training. His chest that was not in clothes was wet with sweat. His handsome face looks reddish to increase his good looks. The body figure turned out to be a teenager! Although he was about thirteen years old, but his intelligence was already so great.

Just as the boy was about to step away from his training ground, suddenly a rebuke came from behind him.

"My grandson, meet Eyang in the room as usual, after you have cleaned your body first!"

The child who turned out to be Panji was surprised not to play because of the arrival of the old man, completely unknown to him.

"What an amazing talent Eyang Tirta Yasa! To the extent that his arrival was not heard at all! It's so awesome!" The Panji murmured in the heart.

Panji has a curious nature. So he wanted to ask his teacher directly. But when he looked, the old man was no longer there. The more surprised the boy. He truly admired the devotion of his teacher.