White Dragon Swordsman

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The night started to come down. Darkness began to envelop the earth. The singing of the night beast began to sound unpretentious, as if to say welcome to the night.

At that time Panji was sitting opposite his teacher, Eyang Tirta Yasa aka the Angel of Lightning in a room that was quite large but only illuminated by oil lights that swayed in the night wind.

"My grandson" said Eyang Tirta Yasa, breaking the silence of the night.

"That's why it's time for you to inherit the sciences of high magic. Since Eyang saw, you are already capable enough to accept it. However, Eyang would not derive the science of 'The Palms of Lightning. The science that will be revealed later is the science of creation of Eyang for the past thirty years," he said softly.

"For me, that's not a problem. Because I believe that everything that Eyang put down is the best for me!" sahut Panji with respect.

"Yes, Grandchild! The science of 'Dragon Sakti', which lately Eyang created it feels more suitable for you!"

"Thank you, Eyang! It was so great to love me. I don't know in what way, I can reply!" Say Panji with your head down. His chest felt tight, as it held a deep sense of haru.

"Please promise to practice hard, my granddaughter! That means you have already returned!" Answer the wise Lightning Angel. His face seemed serious.

"I promise! And I will always remember all of your advice!" answer the Panji steady. From his eyes was a blazing spirit.

And the next day, Eyang Tirta Yasa had started to lower the higher sciences to Panji. Patiently the great old man gave instructions on the science of 'Dragon Sakti', which is the greatest science that has been created during his seclusion.

In addition to science, there are other sciences. Like the science of 'Sakti Energy Lunar Eclipse'. This last mentioned science is useful to support the use of the science of 'Dragon Sakti'.

With high spirit and full of earnestness, Panji trained the sciences tirelessly. No matter morning, day or night. Every little opportunity is always used for training.

*

Time passed so quickly. Days change weeks, weeks change months, and months change years. This year, even has been the fifth year, since Eyang Tirta Yasa passed down the sciences of his creation to Panji. That means the age of Panji is now about eighteen years old.

Meanwhile, this morning the atmosphere around the cool Tiger Goa Hill suddenly darkened. The sunlight was blocked by the black clouds. It seems that it will not be raining soon! The cold wind blew hard. The big trees swayed vigorously, even to the point of making a crackling sound. Slowly the point of water begins to appear often falls to the earth. Every now and then a sudden jolt of thunderous lightening is deafening. The rain fell down hard.

In the midst of the rain, a silvery-white light appeared rolling like a dragon playing in the sky. The scrolls of light moved surging up and down rapidly, giving rise to a roaring wind. The light turned out to be from a sword that was being fought by a young teenager, who was eighteen years old. The swirling sword wind roared fiercely among the thunderous flashes in the sky. What a terrible sword!

The handsome young man whose hair had reached that shoulder, was clearly a Panji! His sword moves were great not playing! It was really similar to the movements of a dragon! His speed was like lightning that snatched in space. And even more amazingly, not a single drop of rain drenched his body! Unmistakably, the swordsmanship Panji was playing was the 'Science of the Dragon Sword Sakti'. A science that is taken from the empty-handed science 'Dragon Sakti'. And this is one of the specialties of the science of 'Dragon Sakti' handed down by the Lightning Angel. It can be played with bare hands or with a sword!

Now, Panji has closed his training to the sword. Wrapped his sword around his waist. It turned out that the sword was very thin and limp, so it could be used as a belt! A great heirloom sword. And rarely owned by martial world figures.

Just as Panji kept his sword, he immediately shifted his legs, forming horses in a riding position. While both hands crossed each other in front of the chest, with fingers forming dragon claws. The right hand is extended to the front left side, while the left hand is extended to the front right side. With one loud shout, the young man shifted his right leg to the side, accompanied by a movement of his body that was swerving like a dragon. This is the beginning of the 'Dragon Sakti' style'.

Accompanied by the science of 'Sakti Energy Eclipse of the Moon', Panji immediately played the science of 'Dragon Sakti'. Slowly but surely all over his body was enveloped in a silvery-white light. And a cold air began to spread around Panji. Then the banner started moving. As a result, it is amazing! Every movement of his hands and feet caused a tremendous surge of energy! The surrounding trees shook so strongly that their leaves fell to the earth. Though the trees were separated by approximately three spears from the body of Panji. It could be imagined, how powerful the power of the handsome young man who had those sharp eyes was.

Shortly after, the young man's body bounces into the air accompanied by a thundering cry. His body spun several times in the air, then landed sweetly in front of a tree that was the size of two adult hugs. The distance between the young man's body and the tree, was about three spear sticks. With the position of the horses cross, his right hand hit forward. While the open left palm, under the right hand. A barrage of sharp wind roared towards the huge tree.

Wuss!

There was a loud crackling sound as the huge tree lifted up following its roots and broke into three pieces!

Not playing great as a result of the blow. Panji was still standing dumbstruck, when he saw the awesomeness of the results of his punch. His breathing was a bit breathless as his strength was deployed almost entirely.

"Good.., good, my granddaughter! Your inner energy, it's perfect enough!"

Suddenly in that place stood an old grandfather who was none other than Eyang Tirta Yasa. Grandfather was very happy because his efforts in educating Panji for ten years were not in vain.

"Oh! Oh my!" Panji was surprised.

"Truly I didn't hear Eyang's footsteps" he said in surprise.

"Ha ha....Of course you didn't hear it, my granddaughter! Because Eyang has been here since you played the 'Dragon Divine Sword' earlier!" Said Eyang Tirta Yasa calmly.

"Oh...!" Panji became slightly amused at the reply given by his teacher.

Meanwhile, the rain has begun to subside. And the sun began to radiate its rays to the entire Mount Goa Tiger Peak. The fog had already begun to vanish, swept away by the warmth of the sunlight. Not long after, Panji and Eyang Tirta Yasa stepped out of the quarters. They continued to step up, towards the hut located in the middle of the top of Tiger Goa Hill.

Lately, Panji was surprised to see the attitude of his teacher who looked different than usual. He felt that grandfather, like he was keeping something. Panji continued to follow his teacher's footsteps into the hut.

Eyang Tirta Yasa continued his steps into the living room, which was commonly used for their meetings. Panji immediately took a seat in front of his teacher. After a moment of silence, Eyang Tirta Yasa began to open up the conversation.

"My granddaughter..," said Eyang Tirta Yasa. It felt heavy with what he said.

"Today, it's been ten years that you've been living with Eyang. And all the wisdom of Eyang has been revealed to you, until there is no more that Eyang can lower to you! It feels like it is time for you to descend into the crowded world to eradicate the recently rampant evil!"

"But, Eyang.... This.., this," Panji was unable to continue his words.he was deeply moved by the kindness and compassion his teacher had bestowed all this time.

"Already, Grandchild! Tomorrow before sunrise, you must leave!" Said Eyang Tirta Yasa firmly.

It was hard to leave the old man alone here. But considering that evil was rampant, the young man had to carry out the task given by his teacher.

"Well! Now, Eyang will be together and do not want to be disturbed again!" Said Eyang Tirta Yasa as he stepped out of the Panji sitting dumbstruck.

A while later, Panji regained his senses and immediately ran. Pursued by his teacher, and immediately rested before the powerful old man.

"Eyang..," he said hoarsely, while hugging the legs of Eyang Tirta Yasa.

After rubbing the head of Panji, Eyang Tirta Yasa rushed to leave his place of lodging. he did not want to show his sadness that would even burden the steps of his students later.