After Two Decades
Death Kick

"Well then" said Jan. "You hurry and find Prof. Ram, let me stall this old man."

I nodded in reverence and was about to take a step. However, my steps were held back by the Old Man's call.

"Where are you going, Renato?" yells. "Finish our fight. Hold your words. If you want to fight two-on-one, do it until you are done. I can still."

I snorted in annoyance. This old man sucks. I'm so confused right now. My hot ears heard his words earlier. I'd love to play the game, but it's a waste of time. This fight will take a long time even if we are able to conquer this man. Because basically, from what I've been researching since our first fight, The Nameless Old Man was happy with the relaxed and aesthetic style of the fight. No matter how I change style, he is still full of calmness and seems to enjoy the second by second fight.

I was stunned for a long time in thinking. Staring sharply at the Old Man with a hardened molar. Snarling annoyed.

"Ren," call Jan. "We're following this old man, we're killing him."

"But, Jan ...."

"Just calm down" Jan cut. He came closer and whispered something. Listening to her whisper, I nodded in agreement. An idea I never thought of. Then I turned to look at the Nameless Old Man who was impatiently waiting. I stared intently at our opponent, with a sly look.

"All right," I said in style. "I'll finish our fight, but I'm asking for assurances that Prof. Ram's in good shape."

"He's safe, young man. You beat me, you got him." The Nameless Old Man smiled wickedly full of gimmicks. Then put up the horses for the next round of fighting.

Jan and I were like that too. Immediately prepare with arms and fists that are ready to beat the opponent. Preceded with a clash, I rushed forward. Carrying a second hand.

The Nameless Old Man smiled disdainfully, he greeted me with a body contort. Dodging the agile then retaliates with a relaxed left fist. I deflected it, pulling the arm to the center. The Old Man's body staggered forward, so that's when Jan came from the side with a lunge of death. The old man quickly snapped my hand and twitched from Jan's lunge. He got away. But he was not aware of my lightning movements, so that the lunge that came from before his eyes immediately hit the chest.

"Aakhs!" He was pushed far back while holding his chest. I pursue with a savage. Then hit again sideways. This old man dodged quickly. Jan came from behind him to ambush and try to curl his neck. However, our opponent was agile once struggling to escape, Jan was staggered by the opponent's counter-attack. I immediately sent out a barrage of punches without pause. Then without any pause anyway, my opponents fended off the blows one by one. He did not seem a bit daunted, even looking more excited and enthusiastic with a increasingly tight and fierce fight. Jan at the back, leaning against the opponent's back with a quick lightning strike was incredible. This Nameless Old Man was stunned, I greeted him with a crushing blow to the face. My opponent was pushed back with that punch. However, he only blinked for a moment and then attacked back again. I growled. Punch and fist I deflected nimble. However, the longer it took, this fight would only waste energy. While the momentum that Jan and I needed never came. We still have trouble getting a free position to beat this Old Man down.

In the umpteenth chase, the inevitable lunge of the opponent hit my chest. I was suffocating as I staggered back a few steps. Jan growled to see me in this way, he advanced like a raging beast. Blindly attacking the opponent. I also do not want to waste time, I followed forward as savage. My fist, which had tasted a great deal of pain and pain, floated as fast as lightning in search of prey. Thudding blows alternately. Damn it, this annoying Old Man stays on his performance.

I growl. My punch roared nimble and agile. At the umpteenth blow, it finally hit the target. The Old Man's face wasn't playing with my punch. He immediately staggered backwards. Simultaneously, came Jan's swirling lunge like slapping his face.

The Nameless Old Man staggered to the side. The compact attack this time successfully left him dazed and lost focus for a moment. The excruciating pain sensation radiating across his body left him stunned for a few seconds. Standing less balanced as it will collapse.

Jan and I don't want to waste any more time. This is the momentum we are waiting for. It's time. The power of the Old Man had already started to fall. In the long run he finally looks tired and overwhelmed. By forcing himself, he came after us. I took it without hesitation. He raised a fist, I greet him with the same kind of fist. But this time, luck was on my side. My movements were more nimble and faster by a fraction of a second. Then my fist first hit him in the face. This old man complained of pain. His body was leaning backwards. Once again, my punch left this Old Man in a daze. This is what we have been waiting for. I immediately took a few steps back, getting to the edge of the wall. Across there, Jan also took a few steps back. Take a swing to bring out the ultimate move. Prepare and collect energy.

This is what Jan whispered to me before the second round of fighting began. He whispered to ask me to do this most deadly move. The kind of attack that not just anyone does. A death kick. I'm not perfect for this move. Jan and I have been studying martial arts since we were teenagers, the more we grow. However, Jan is further ahead than I am. He's more good. I know, he's good at this attack, while I'm not. I learned many times to do it, but always failed to be perfect. When Jan whispered about this, I was a little shocked and thought twice. However, I had no other choice, so I took the dangerous risk of risking my own safety, to carry out an attack move that I had never managed to make. If I fail, I'll be hurt bad. I might end up here.

I glanced at Jan at a glance, then turned to stare intently at our target. So after a row, Jan and I simultaneously ran to the opponent accompanied by a loud clash. In this run, I risked my life. Between that Nameless Old Man or me, who will end up in this place. My moves with Jan are perfectly compact. We surrounded the opponent who was staggered from his left and right sides.

At the right momentum and distance, start me and Jan doing those moves. We compactly swung each other's right legs as hard as we could. Swinging forward led us to jump the salto with a very fast spin. Doing a different salto kick than before. Our feet swirled fiercely in the air like the roar of an incredible tornado. The rotating speed makes the impact energy stronger as well. At the crucial moments and the right momentum, my high-speed right leg of his lap ended up snatching heavily at the target. Striking hard right to the base of the nape of the opponent. While at the same second, Jan's right foot also hit the opponent's forehead with the same loud and equally hard. Exactly in the same second. So severe was the effect of our kick. Our opponent was suffocating stifled with a choked voice. No kidding, The Nameless Old Man was hit hard from two directions that repelled. Makes a hard beat in his head. Jan and I landed in style. The Nameless Old Man is no longer merciless. Falling sprawled, either unconscious or perhaps taking his life away.

I stood up with a face of disbelief. Can't believe that I managed to do a tornado kick. So amazing the adrenaline I felt. I survived death. I woke up and felt very happy. For months I studied with Jan, always failing to practice this kick. I have resigned myself to my fate today if my path is to end here. This is the last choice I chose. Without even thinking I would succeed, with a small possibility. I only have reckless capital, and burning ambition and anger. And finally this gamble between life and death I won. Having always failed to do so many times, I was finally able to execute a tornado kick perfectly in a real fight. It's amazing how excited I am.

"You did it, buddy!" jan's out there.

"Yes, I finally made it!" I say with joy. I went straight to Jan.

"Now we quickly find Prof. Ram," said Jan.

We immediately walked down each side of the room. Find where Prof. Ram. I'm sure the voice that called me was still in this room.

"Jan," call me. "Do you think this Nameless Old Man is really the last guard for security in this place?"

"What?"

"I mean, is it that after now he we've conquered, there really are no more troops here? It's over, is it?"

"I think so. The black-clothed troops that had appeared since at the port this morning, must have been the men of this Old Man. His army is over by the time we get here, and he's our last opponent."

"But who are these parents working for?" my many.

"I don't know" replied Jan. "I think he's working for himself."

"I'm not sure that" I replied. "I just don't know this Old Man, let alone have business. If from the beginning the attack on the laboratory was his responsibility, what was his motive for doing that? I never knew there was this criminal kingpin dispute with the Korp. Masadepan."

"Yes right," said Jan, nodding in agreement.

"So, I'm sure" I said. "That there is a man who is the brains behind all this, who is deploying a great army to attack us."

"But who?"

"The suspect I set, was Sam Soetadji. Business people who are now bankrupt and are the sworn enemies of our company. This guy I can make sure holds a grudge against us. Especially me alone. He hired a hit man to kill me."

"Sam Soetadji?" repeat Jan while trying to remember. "FR. That jarrangit, isn't it?"

"Yes, they were yesterday once ... Uh, here it is!" I exclaimed after finding a crack in the wall. In a corner of the room, the wall of the board looks ordinary. However, as soon as I pushed, it suddenly opened into a secret door. Jan hurriedly came closer.