SATRIO.
CH 34

The large shadow in front of Pandji obliterated Biantara's body from normal eye sight, but still his aura was detected in front, not far from Pandji's standing.

Bian was casting a spell to control the demon that had already fused with his body.

The temperature began to fall, the fog that surrounded the arena changed the conditions from normal to much colder freezing the bones. Creating a new world that only happens within the arena of the match.

Pandji said flatly, "Well, it was dark .. it is now dark and cold. Can I attack already? You've been reading the spell for a long time, Bian!"

Not waiting for an answer, Pandji poured a large amount of magic mana into the twin swords and jumped forward, towards the large creature that grinned at him.

The sabetan sword pandji was fended off by a large dagger-like claw that slightly curved inward.

KLANG!!!

Pandji rolled to look for a crack, but the slash at the black creature's feet only hit an empty spot. The creature disappeared, and instantly appeared behind Pandji with claws that were about to tear his back.

Sensing the evil aura behind him, Pandji turned around quickly and made a stalk with his red-blazing sword.

The creature roared at the loss of a few fingers, but was not given a chance to disappear. Pandji rode forward with a whimper of his two swords leading to his stomach and chest.

In a short time, the body of the black creature was already covered in sword slash wounds. Black liquid came out and flooded the arena floor.

"Your turn, Damar!" pandji shouted as he darted quickly closer to the creature again.

Pandji jumped and beheaded a creature that was baring fangs and ready to tear it, a sword with a blue luminar memapras right under the chin of the monster.

The head with fangs sticking out came loose and fell dramatically near Pandji's feet, bursting into fine dust flakes and disappearing with his body. Followed also by the depletion of all the black fog that covered the arena.

Pandji grinned witfully at Biantara who was holding his chest, "It's dark come out light. End of the lease also Si Bian …."

UHUK!!!

The sound of coughing Biantara who was vomiting blood stopped Pandji's attack, once again he remembered that this tournament was a friendly match between knights. He could not have lost the lives of the participants and defamed his family and his court.

"Did you give up?" Pandji was still waiting for Biantara who was busy with blood still coming out of her nose and dripping down her clothes.

Pakde Noto almost stopped the match but Biantara raised both of his short swords and shouted loudly, "I haven't lost yet!"

Pandji grinned coldly, "Alright, don't regret if your handsome face is torn apart again by my sword!"

Biantara burned with rage, his two short swords snatched without rules towards Pandji. An enormous killing aura shot out from his body.

"What do you mean Bian, you intend to kill me?" pandji asked on the sidelines avoiding the slash and stab of Bian's sword.

Bian gets a moment of kicking Pandji's stomach, "Death to you, boy!"

Bian's ferocious kick was greeted and parried with the sword hilt loudly, the sound of bones crackling crack and Bian's howl filled the entire area.

Bian restrained his body with a sword so as not to fall toppled over, with the rest of his strength he stood back up and darted quickly to attack Pandji.

TRANGS!!! TRANGS!!! TRANGS!!!

Pandji fended off all of Bian's attacks nimbly, though his clothes were torn apart in some places but there were not the slightest scratch wounds on his body. Bian's sword did not touch the white skin inherited from his Mother.

Actually I still want to play, but I still have the heart not to torture him any longer! Let's finish it now, Damar! Asih!

From defending, Pandji changed his movements to attack from various angles. Bian who had lost his apprenticeship and inner strength was no longer able to stem the attack well.

The gap that opens a lot makes Pandji's sword a lot to scratch the wound on Biantara's body, but Bian's attitude does not give up on Pandji and continues to beat him until both of his short swords finally fall to the floor.

Bian lost consciousness from shedding a lot of blood, but couldn't give up at all until he could no longer fight Pandji.

Pakde Noto waved at the medics to take Bian down and take him to the hospital, before long Pandji's name was proclaimed as the winner and champion of the annual tournament.

Pandji received the award with a flat face and forced smile, he went down and met his parents to hand over everything he had just received from the top of the arena.

"Pakde Noto will soon be very busy, your victory will make Son Ganendra flooded with new students" said Pandji's father proudly.

“What Pandji can do for practice off, Dad?”

Pandji's stagnant face felt something very uncomfortable suddenly approaching him. His heart was pounding just because of a strange imperceptible aura that was creeping in the surrounding air.

"Ehm .. okay." Pandji's father replied with a soft murmur. The tail of his eyes followed where his eldest son was looking.

"Isn't that Uncle Temple, Dad? Who is the veiled woman with him? That's .. not Aunt Risa!"

Pandji's father sighed heavily and exhaled slowly when he saw the person Pandji mentioned vanishing out of the knight. "Maybe that woman .. her current teacher!"

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