Jaga Saksena Pendekar Peniup Bledeg
Chapter 50. The True Fight

"Prepare, Boy!"

Shouting, Werkadal moved to attack by only expending a little energy into his bamboo stick. Apparently he is still warming up, not wanting to knock out opponents.

The set!

It's easy to keep Saksena away from the thump of bamboo sticks.

"One!" exclaim Gumbala counting attacks.

Wuout!

Back Werkadal attack, this time sabetan leads to the shin of the Jaga leg. And when the attack could also have been avoided, Werkadal did a twisting kick.

"Two!"

"Three!"

Gumbala kept counting, the fight went on. And Keep Saksena still dodging without replying to the attack. But when the count of Gumbala had reached fifty, Jaga Saksena felt a sense of awkwardness.

'Why didn't he attack me wholeheartedly? It seems like he underestimated my abilities too much!'

Thinking so, Keep Saksena speeding up the movement. This time not only dodged in a way to cross into the air jumping over the opponent, but also while touching the right index finger.

Whuss!

The dense air clump rippled towards the base of Werkadal's neck.

Thakk!

Werkadal rigid, sculpting can not move at all.

With his feet Werkadal's body, at once all the shouts of the spiritist came to a halt.

Silent.

Everyone was dumbstruck, busy with their own hearts,

'W-how can it be?!'

'**-impossible!'

Including Gumbala, his face was dark. 'What shame!' it's in the heart.

Only one person smiled broadly, the fat man dressed nicely. For him victory is in sight. How not? Count is 51 and Werkadal exposed tootokan. That is, the young man is not an arbitrary person.

Now the fat man was fully convinced that even though Gumbala released all his abilities was not necessarily able to bring down the young man in 49 more attacks.

"Dust-debah Bia-dab you, boy! Cheat by removing the tootokan from behind!" Gumbala cursed while approaching Werkadal.

Thaq! Thaq!

Draining his inner energy, Gumbala tried to disperse the tootokan at the base of Werkadal's neck.

However, Gumbala's actions only added to the embarrassment. Because he did not succeed in freeing his friend from the opponent's totokan.

At the same time when it has managed to hit the opponent, Keep Saksena just silent. If he wants to follow the attack, the Werkadal story ends. And when Jaga was accused of cheating, he just grinned and then retaliated,

"So you think I should shut up so that you can just as you like to pound my body with your old bamboo?!"

"Bang-sat West! This isn't bamboo like you thought, Anjiiiing!"

Wet!

The spring!

Gumbala bamboo jolt in right hand. Now there was a long little sword in the hand. Anger had made the man no longer think of a secret deal with the fat well-dressed man.

Seeing Gumbala pull out his sword, people were naturally shocked. Because they just found out, it turns out that the bamboo that was always carried by Gumbala was not just a stick but a sword.

However, the shock soon turned to excitement as they were certain, in just a few times the thrashing, the young man would definitely fall down. And poof on hand!

"Himu ...! The Bamboo Sword Rips Night!"

Gumbala who could not free the tootokan in Werkadal's body finally attacked alone by exerting his high level of skill. The man flashed as he called out the name of his nurse.

"Don't get too drunk, Ki Sanak! Because it'll make your head dumb! It's not night but day!" welcome Jaga Saksena while avoiding the barrage of Gumbala attacks that target the point of death.

"Fifty-two, fifty-three, fifty-four, fifty-five, fifty-six, fifty-seven ... Seventy!"

The fat, well-dressed man took over to count. From his voice there was clearly a sense of the spirit of victory.

Until the count of seventy, none of Gumbala's attacks hit Jaga Saksena's body. Even just grazing his clothes is not.

Unable to urge the opponent, Gumbala issued the ultimate move.

The sword in Gumbala's hand became dozens. Beleaguered three sides, leaving only the rear to retreat.

But no, Jaga Saksena's body swerved to and fro or jumped up ahead. No word of retreat.

Until when the count of ninety-nine is called. Keep Saksena pushed forward, swing the opponent's sword he did not heed. Dangerous technique, but not for Jaga because he has a pace that he has not shown.

The tep!

Whuu!

Hugh's!

Quickly, Jaga Saksena caught Gumbala's wrist with her left hand. At the same time, the palms of the right hand hit the chest.

Gumbala's body was thrown four spears. If the people did not run away, it would be crushed Gumbala's body.

Brugh!

Gumbala's body hit the grassy ground. From the corner of his lips melted a red liquid, blood.

"I menaaaang! Ahhaha!" yells the fat man in good clothes. "Let's pay your bet!"

Of course, the defeat of so many people was making an uproar. They started to curry favor, though,

"Two weak Bamboo Swordsmen!"

"Two great swordsmen's mouths!"

"Two warriors are useless!"

These are the things that make Gumbala's blood boil.

Slowly the man woke up. His eyes were red, his face was getting darker.

Scattering the molars, Gumbala said,

"I'll complain about your life!"

"Duh .. you guys are why it's so good to complain. Pitted the rooster, now to complain of life!" respond Keep Saksena scratching her cheek slowly. "You better stop this, and let's fix this. Eliminate all hostility and grudges" Jaga Saksena continued to try to offer peace.

"Can't!" snapped Gumbala punt two hands in front of the chest with a perfect standing position.

Gumbala's mouth fast pacing signs will issue its flagship study. At that time, the people fled away not even a few who fell awake to save themselves.

Suddenly Gumbala's legs widened to form horses, then sliding two hands to the side of the waist, then firmly pushing two treads forward, then firmly,

"Accept your death! Braajaaaa Geeeeniii!"

Heat waves came out from two Gumbala branches, burning the air, pounding towards Jaga Saksena's body.

Do not stay still, Keep Saksena slide the body to the back side before also pushing the right hand palm forward.

"Rasaning Taste!"

A gigantic footprint of clear energy shot up the heat wave.

All the eyes of the audience could not blink, the fur crouching, the guts shrinking. And ....

BLAAAAARRD!

The explosion of the collision of two unequal energies occurred.

The heat wave was pushed back by a giant footprint of clear energy and continued to grab Gumbala's body.

There was a scorching sound when the heat wave plus the site swept Gumbala's body flying.

The man shouted for a moment before his life floated along with his charred body.

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"Ki Lurah's! Insight, Ki!"

"What's Plongo!?"

"Gumbala is dead, Ki!"

"What?!"

Burmese Market Lurah, Ki Berut Tunggul rose from his seat violently until the chair he was sitting on bounced back.