Jaga Saksena Pendekar Peniup Bledeg
Chapters 11. The Saindara Gumilang

"What's impossible, Uncle?!"

"Your age!"

"Yes, Uncle. I'm about three thousand six hundred or seven hundred days!"

Plokkp!

Rawal and Balkhi patted each other's eels, sak wasangka immediately disappeared.

"That means you're only 10 years old, take care! Oh, never mind, forget it. Let's go now so we can get to the village before night!"

Keep Saksena nodding then grafting back her saggy skin bags.

"If we run, it won't be last, Kakang."

"You want to hold him, Adi Balkhi?!"

"I can run too, Uncle!" Keep Saksena interrupting with vigor.

Rawal and Balkhi looked at each other,

"Don't let him lighten the body. Let's just try to run?" Rawal said softly.

"Again, Kakang."

"Dragon! You follow us!"

"Each Pam ...."

Keep Saksena did not continue her speech because Rawal and Pekok had run as fast as a race horse chased by belis.

"Yetoo!"

Jaga Saksena's fist ran with all her might chasing after the Two Molecule Swordsman who no longer looked back.

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Long run, long,

"Loh! Ooh! Whoops!"

Balkhi who looked back kept her running until she stopped.

"What's up, Adi Balkhi?!" ask Rawal.

"That boy?!"

"Eh yes ...!"

Rawal and Balkhi lose Jaga Saksena.

"That boy, he said he could run." Pekok scratched his head. "But it's gone!"

"We just wait for Adi, maybe we run too fast!"

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Long waiting, Rawal and Balkhi scratched their heads almost simultaneously,

"We've been waiting long enough, where's that boy?!"

"Are we following, Kakang?!"

"Ah, less work!"

"Pity him if he gets lost or is attacked by wild animals!"

"Adi Balkhi Supekok ...! Adi Balkhi Supekok ...!" Rawal called out his friend's long name with a regretful tone. "You forgot? He claims to have come from the woods? It could be a savage beast that fell prey to him, not the other way around!"

"Oh yes also yes .. hihihihi!" Balkhi laughed a little.

"We've left him." Rawal was lazy to wait again.

"Aren't we going to sell him later? Pretty good one or two pieces of gold," sergeant Balkhi reminded the initial purpose of the two of them.

"Oh yeah, let's wait a minute!"

Both of them took their seats under a shady tree while waiting.

Not in vain, when Rawal and Balkhi began to sleepy because it was lulled as breeze, and,

"Hosh ...! Hosh ...!"

"Haha! Stone age boy you finally came too. We're almost mushrooming here waiting for you!" Balkhi welcomed the arrival of the little _Jaga Saksena_ who was panting almost death.

"Host ...! Host ...!" Keep Saksena was about to answer but her breathing was too hunting until her body bent, hands holding both knees.

"Have your breath set first, take care!" Rawal. "Sit down, rest! Don't forget to spread your legs so that blood flows smoothly and does not clot!"

Not answering, Keep Saksena doing what Rawal said.

At the same time, Balkhi watched with pity. Because, not just gasping, sweat poured out of the boy's forehead. And his shabby clothes were soaked to drip. In addition because it has not been dry has been reused, wet clothes Jaga Saksena is added by sweat pouring.

"Uncle both run very fast! I can't afford to chase. This is beyond being chased by pigs!"

"Catsy?!" ask Rawal because the fast running is not a pig but a pig.

"Yes, Uncle. Hairy animals like this pouch I carry."

"Haha!" Rawal and Pekok laughed out loud until their bodies were shaken.

"What's up, Uncle?!" tanya Jaga Saksena after a long time the laughter of the two people did not subside.

"That's not a pig or a pig!" Rawal held back his laughter to answer.

"I mean, Uncle?"

"Yes, it's not a piggy bank but a tiger!"

"Oh ... Tiger ...." Keep Saksena nodding. "Yes, I mean Uncle's run both beyond the tiger's run!"

"Of course, Take care! Because we use the science of lightening the body to run fast."

"Your mind lightens the body?!" ask the boy _Jaga Saksena_ not understand.

Seeing Jaga Saksena's face that really shows ignorance, Rawal also explained,

"It's a way to make your body light as your strength rises. You must have the inner strength first to be able to do it."

"Power inside?!" Back Keep Saksena asked not understand.

"There are two types of energy ...."

Rawal again explained that there are two types of energy. Energy outside and energy inside. External energy is possessed by the external body. While the inner energy is the energy that is raised by means of asceticism. People also call it meditation or meditation.

Keep Saksena nodding like understanding. However,

"You understand, Take care?!" Balkhi asked.

"No, Uncle," answered Jaga.

"Hassshhah I expected!" Balkhi turned her gaze to the sky up ahead.

"Slowly, you will understand for a long time, too," Rawal said "Let's continue the journey!"

All three rise up,

"We're going that way!" Rawal pointed to the northwest. "You run ahead let us keep up with your run!"

"Good, Uncle."

Keep Saksena taking a deep breath and then blowing slowly. Breathe again and then just run.

"Not bad enough for a man who knows no inner energy." Rawal.

"True Kakang, his running movements are also agile!" added Balkhi.

The two immediately followed Jaga Saksena, equalizing the running speed.

Long enough to run, now the three of them entered the vast grassland. After the vast grassland, they would enter a village. That is known by Rawal and Balkhi because it has been several times to the Kingdom of Saindara Gumilang through this route.

"Uncle! It seems like there's a commotion up ahead!" serik Jaga Saksena's.

'Crazy ones! Considering this brat had no inner manpower, how could it see that far?!' inner Rawal who must drain energy in order to see far ahead.

Similarly, Balkhi also had to do the same thing then he could see, far away people were fighting.

"We'll get past them! But you don't get into trouble, take care! Understand?!"

"Good, Uncle!"

Far to the southwest there, it turned out to be a road that stretched from east to west. The road is not big, but it is enough for a horse-drawn carriage.

Trang! Trang!

The two-sided battle was going on fiercely around the luxurious looking horse carriage.

If observed carefully, it seems like the people who are fighting are the horse carriage guards against the street beggars or maybe criminals.

It could be seen from the uniform appearance of one of the parties. All wore black clothes with open arms. Their hair is curled up. Bahar root bracelet decorate arm. While the other party was wearing a mask with different clothes. Some are dark blue, ground brown and red.

As everyone fought between life and death, the carriage coachman only watched quietly.

The coachman _a thin mustachioed middle-aged man with a headband wrapped around his head_ even flinching, not moving in the slightest when a bodyguard was thrown in a state of blood beside his feet.

Fighting in plain sight is clearly not balanced.

In fact, in terms of individual strength, both sides were equally strong. But the number of attackers _i.e masked people_ is twice as many.

So no doubt, the guards continued to collide. Some are dying with terrible wounds, some are dead.

That was when, Jaga Saksena, Rawal and Balkhi arrived. They stopped ten spears from the battleground.