
Almost everyone laughed out loud hearing Sung Han's words earlier. Except for some people who are indeed indifferent or elderly people who are quite kosen. The kosen people had a sharp enough view, so seeing the way, the authority and the eye of Sung Han only they already knew that this young man could not be made fooling around. That's why they look with an interested heart.
Sung Han didn't care about all sorts of other people's talk and ridicule. He was more interested in the giant monkey. Why didn't he come down here to finish those people off? It was as if the monkey was indeed moving in a restricted area.
Sung Han stepped closer.
"Gerrr...."
This young man raised his caping a little, his fluttering robe did not escape the monkey's watchful eyes. The animal slightly bowed its body, with both hands laid out ready to smash. Sung Han was still indifferent.
"Pgrrr.....!!" the gang is getting louder. A second later, he jumped up sending an attack. The impact from the front is in the form of a hand grip from the left right.
Sung Han's eyes widened. His wide robe was waving incoherently. Only now would his eyes open if the movement was some sort of silat based on the movements of tigers. Crashing down accompanied by a loud roar once. This young man was astonished, how could a monkey make a silat move?
Especially when he felt the wind that hit his entire body. Really awesome and great not to play. If the swordsman is ordinary, hit by this blow has suffocated all the nerves.
Yet this was Sung Han, the young man of the kingpin who had possessed high-level silat sciences. Facing the monkey's movements he did not become nervous. He began to prepare the horses.
The left leg is bent in front, while the right leg is pulled back. Both hands formed claws.
As soon as the monkey attack came close, the spectators held their tensed breaths. It was thought that Sung Han would die with his body destroyed.
"Breessshhhh!!"
A thunder-like sound rang out once the two monkey palms struck each other by themselves. The sound from the clapping of hands even made some less powerful warriors faint instantly.
But how shocked they were when they did not find Sung Han there. The young man twitched and jumped into the air. Performing strange but beautiful movements, then using the monkey giant's arm as repulsion and he soared higher.
With a loud bang, both hands that formed claws slumped towards the monkey's two eyes.
"Haiittt!!"
"Dukkkk"
Luckily the monkey moved. To fend off with his hands would not have time, instead he relied on his immunity and fended off with a ramming of the head.
The two of them bounced as far as several spears, then stood facing each other with eye-pushing rays.
Until a long time the two stood facing each other, as if to intimidate the opponent with just a ray of eye. And this further adds to the tension in the hearts of the audience.
Sung Han is the winner. Evidently after a while, the monkey complained and staggered. Then it collapsed to the ground.
Everyone held their breath, some even stood up with pale faces.
Sung Han's science was nothing more than a basic movement given slight variations. It is a silat that imitates the style of a flying dragon. But never expected anyone, just using a simple movement like that Sung Han was able to knock down a monkey in just one buzz. This caused a sense of terror in everyone's heart.
"That's a true swordsman, just like before" whispered the men.
"Don't wonder if he's a real swordsman, anyway,"
The monkey again groaned, wagged his head and stood up. As if he had never been injured, he could stand up straight again as usual.
"Not yet lost?" Sung Han guessed and he had already returned to prepare.
The next action of the monkey was amazing. He grunted and walked aside, as if giving way to Sung Han. The young man looked at wonder.
But a little later Sung Han was able to guess. Surely this monkey is a pet of the magician who deliberately trained silat. And today, the monkey is tasked with guarding the valley to filter out anyone who deserves to enter.
Sung Han. "Thank you."
He continued his journey up. After arriving there, it turned out that the situation was no more crowded than the one below. Here the atmosphere is quite tenuous, only about thirteen people only.
Sung Han looked here and there and found that neither Kay Su Tek nor the golden mask had arrived.
"This is an isolated place" he murmured as he looked around. "May the three men be hermits here. And now they're watching this amazing game."
Sung Han thought so and it was true. The three grandfathers whose beard hair was white were all hermits on this mountain. They heard the news of the grapevine saying that there would be a battle at this peak, so they were present as referees. And the giant monkey was the pet of one of the grandfathers.
Looking around, Sung Han felt a very different atmosphere than usual. The atmosphere here is very heavy and stressful. Undeniably, once he saw it he already knew, all of those gathered here were seasoned warriors. Not infrequently even a true swordsman.
"Sung Han."
This young man was surprised and quickly looked over. Apparently someone already knew him. As soon as he looked, the one who called out was a figure who was very well known and respected. White Chief of Kings, Sie Kang.
Sung Han quickly walked over and knelt down in an extremely respectful manner. Grandfather was already very old and vulnerable, Sung Han was a little concerned.
"Greetings.honor..chairman.." he said awkwardly.
Sie Kang smiled. "There is no chairman's nickname. You're no longer part of the White Guard and I'm retired from the chairmanship."
Sung Han was surprised, but hid it as much as possible.
Suddenly, from above came the unnatural sound of crasping. Sung Han glanced and his eyes glared at him instantly.
"Oh, it's you, '" said a midget grandfather who was hanging from a tree with that leg. Grandpa freak owner reverse house. "How are you?" tanyanya happy.
"Pretty good," Sung Han replied briefly. "At least, until now."
The midget grandfather nodded, then climbed up again to the top of the tree and messed around with the green snake. Kissing with the mesra. Seeing that Sung Han felt like vomiting.
The atmosphere between Sung Han and Sie Kang was very awkward. Sung Han had not dared to raise his head, he was still on his knees. Many times his mouth was open about to say something, but he was confused where to start. The last time he met Sie Kang, the grandfather thought of him as a rebel.
"Sorry, sir. I–"
"Already, there's no need to bring up the past," Sie Kang cut in with a soft greeting. "I believe in you. You're not a rebel."
Sung Han's heart thumped, his eyes bought wide. His voice was a little hoarse like something was holding him back. "B-but..why?"
"I believe this, hahaha!"
"Haha...!!" the grandfather on top, without knowing what he was talking about, laughed as well.
"Sit here and let's see" said Sie Kang. "Well, the two heroes have arrived."
Sung Han looked and it was true, from the opposite direction, that some people came. Coming from the right, four people were led by a young man dressed all in white and one-armed. Sung Han was already able to guess who this person was.
From the left, five people came. Where they were composed of a golden mask, Horned Dragon, Black Swallow Bird and two other women wearing wide hooded black robes. One of the women limped with a cane, after Sung Han narrowed his eyes, apparently the woman's left leg had disappeared.
Upon their arrival, all the activities of the warriors came to a halt and they looked attentively. Even the three old grandfathers who had closed their eyes had now started to wake up from his semen.
These two groups stood facing each other.
The golden mask opens the sound. "Who's your champion?"
"No need to ask," Kay Su Tek replied briefly. "If you go forward, the match won't be long."
There was a sound of gold mask. "It wasn't me who came forward," then he let one of the hooded girls come forward. Healthy girl who complete her limbs. "He is the one who represents us."
The girl unfolded the hood of her robe, and everyone was shocked. Sung Han and Kay Su Tek. Even the midget grandfather who was still mingling with the green snake dropped the snake.
"Well, who would have thought? May the rajawali. Ahahaha!!" so said the grandfather of midgets nicknamed Grandpa Short Maha Sakti.
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