MILLINIUM-TRENDI GENERATION FHADLAN
Episode 53

Linggo Bramantio felt ashamed if he had to suffer defeat in front of the students and schoolgirls who had crowded. Today after school Linggo will lead his gang to attack the neighboring Junior High School which is five kilometers from their school and he is the one who will always be relied upon to face the next Junior High gang. If he were to lose to Fhadlan, he wouldn't lose face.

While Fhadlan was busy helping Giza walk away from the crowd, this opportunity was taken advantage of by Linggo kicking down Fhadlan's throat very quickly.

"Fhadlan Watch out" cried Giza releasing Fhadlan's handrails.

Realizing a linggo attack, Fhadlan made a beautiful gesture, his left leg straightened forward with a heel against the floor, while his right leg crouched down as he dodged a snatching kick passing above his head.

"Aihhh .. ferocious" cried Fhadlan began to be amazed by the movement of Linggo, The left hand that had been circular in front of the navel made a circular motion upward so that it raised the body to be upright, there is also a right hand that was circular in front of the chest suddenly pushed forward with the left hand pulled up the head. This is an empty-handed skill called the flying tiger style, a very rare silat skill.

The simple movement, but because it was done as a follow-up kick, and the punch with the right hand pushing it contains a great inner power is extraordinary, making Fhadlan more surprised with the power in Linggo.

"Mampus lo" said linggo more ferocious, after his kick missed, again Linggo attacked again with caution, more exerting energy in his relied upon.

The students who were huddling silently silently hoped Fhadlan would calm the fight. The match between two heroes who mastered this rare magic lasted until a dozen moves.

The students watching the match held their breaths. Even Giza, a kung fu expert who was drunk in black, was curious to see the greatness of silat played by Fhadlan and Linggo. He became confused and guessed where they were studying.

So far Fhadlan more relented and nengelak using the thirteen steps magic learned from grandfather Ammar in the village with Rania first.

"Lo's great, Linggo. Ah... what a selfless cave, sorry.. sorry!" Fhadlan burst out and jumped out of the place.

"He don't run .. lo" cried Linggo who was feeling big-headed by Fhadlan's praise.

Linggo continued to chase after Fhadlan who was moving very quickly flashed only to be seen as a shadow had disappeared behind the walls of the school grounds. Fhadlan mustered all his body flickering until he managed to get out of the school wall fence.

"If you have the guts .. cave wait outside the school" cried Fhadlan in the distance.

"Waaw" said all the students present watching, something strange bin magic with what Fhadlan had just done, was beyond their logic.

On the contrary Linggo did not care about this oddity. His heart had been overpowered by the lust of anger and while letting out a loud snort he leaped forward, immediately chasing in the direction of Fhadlan out of the school wall.

"Fhadlan don't think Linggo is afraid of your pain, let's fight" cried Linggo who actually already knew that he would not win, he said, but not to be ashamed in front of the other students he forced himself to face Fhadlan.

In his rage, Linggo Bramantio charged forward and struck with his utmost force at Fhadlan's head.

"Siuuuuttt.. werrrrrrr…!"

Linggo again exclaimed in shock as his swift and powerful punch only hit an empty spot! It turned out that Fhadlan had easily been able to avoid his blow. Though the blow will not be easily avoided just by a silat member who does not yet have high intelligence.

Of course, it is not strange for Linggo that fhadlan can avoid the movement so quickly, he said, however, it was very strange for him to watch Fhadlan just do the slightest movement because very clearly Linggo saw how Fhadlan just dodged calmly unhurriedly, just by tilting his head to the left.

"Linggo.. It is between us that there is no business that must be in trouble right, why should also interfere with each other!" fhadlan advised Linggo.

Actually Linggo's guts have disappeared after he competed against Fhadlan earlier, he knows that Fhadlan more relented and when fighting with energy in, he knows, he should also have been able to measure that Fhadlan's power was far several levels above it.

But when Linggo remembered his belt which was still wrapped around his waist. The belt was also an object that he used as his flagship weapon.

"Huuuh.. cave has not lost" said Linggo, then he felt the belt on his waist, he quickly jumped towards Fhadlan, Fhadlan, at once the end of the belt took the thirteenth path of deadly blood on the front of Fhadlan's body.

"Heh-heh-heh, you still have guts, oooo apparently you have the basis of high silat science, yes" Fhadlan laughed praising Linggo's flogging style

With his own eyes Linggo saw how all the totonya that bertubi hit the target, but Fhadlan was okay, but eventually the tip of the whip turned and pecked his own chest.

"Aiiih" cried Linggo, quickly scooping his belt so that the end of the belt passed above his head.

A cold sweat started coming out from Linggo's face, you know now that even fighting would be useless. Fhadlan turned out to have a very extraordinary intelligence, too far above him if Fhadlan wants to defeat him then since then he must be ordinary.

Soon Linggo was able to make up his mind, after seeing that there was only himself and Fhadlan, then quickly Linggo dropped to his knees in front of Fhadlan and then said, saying,

"Fhadlan sorry the cave is wrong...!" Lingga admitted wrong.

Thus, from that day on Linggo said to submit to Fhadlan, the thing that his calculations took after becoming a disciple of the saint whose name no one wanted to know, but his pain was unparalleled for now.

Even Linggo only know him as the King of Whips, but the science of pain is extraordinary, Linggo trained with a very shrewd csmbuk style known as the whip style of Saman Diman.

Not Linggo nama if he just surrendered to Fhadlan, at this time he did not manage to take revenge on Fhadlan who he increasingly regarded as a rival even his great enemy.

"gua will try to continue the ideals of revenge, the cave must be even stronger" muttered Linggo to himself.

"The cave can not be calm before being able to defeat Fhadlan, the cave must meet the teacher and commander Balqis Kingdon, they must avenge the same cave Fhadlan" Linggo again satin.