SURO BLEDEK
Ch. 41 FIGHTS OF KHAYANGAN HERETICS
The battle between Bajang Awarawar and Jaladara was finally over. With a victory on Jaladara's side. Even though he had won the fight did not look the slightest bit of arrogance shown to his opponent. Even after the refereeing La Patiganna elder announced the victory over him he plunged deeply into Bajang Awarawar who was seen enduring the pain of his leg due to Jaladara's kick.
"Can I help the kids? I'm sorry my kick has made a kid hurt."
"Don't insult a warrior with the mercy of a child! I know the kids didn't do that for the purpose of hurting. We come and stand here not for pity. We're here to fight against the power and skill of kanuragan. All of that to prove the best."
"Although I lost but I am honored that the kisanak have me as a calculated opponent. Against me with the maximum ability and strength that the children have. It has helped me to find my flaws so that I can make progress in my next training in sports science."
"Don't go low on the kids. My victory is just luck. If without a leg wound I'm not sure I can defeat the science of White Welut and Kumitir Races."
"Let me help the way of Galih Awarawar's children." Jaladara called out the real name of his opponent even though he won he still showed a knight soul in him. He still paid homage to the opponent he had defeated. Soon he approached Bajang Awarawar and helped to break it after seeing his opponent having some difficulty walking.
"Haha...! Kanak Arjuna from Mount Slamet thank you." They both came off the stage.
Before the battle took place, there was actually already one battle session that had already been completed. The first session of fighting. In the fight, a main student from the country managed to become the winner.
The result of the fight was won by a main student named Datuk bandaro Putih. He came from a branch college that is still in the Kingdom of Kandis. A kingdom located on the banks of the Batang Kuantan River. His condition was deliberately built and stood on the edge of the river.
The reason it was built on the edge of the river is likely closely related to the choice of water transportation which at that time was still the most appropriate choice to be a tool to explore the place. It even became the only means that allowed sending various commodities produced by the kingdom.
The ships were leaning on the banks of the river that was used as the port city of the government. With these ships are used to bring various forest and agricultural commodity products to be sold to various other regions.
In addition to government revenues from agriculture, agriculture, and other forest products, there are still other additions. Additional royal income in question is the result of gold precious metal mines.
There is even one mine that was deliberately built through the King's decree. They sent trade commodities in the form of all forest products, agriculture and gold by ship. Even the business relationship reached the land of Javadwipa. Through diplomatic relations between various governments in Javadwipa, their business developed rapidly.
The kingdom is in the country. It is on a large island called Suvarnabhumi. An island located west of Javadwipa.
After the first battle session was won by Datuk bandaro white and the second session was won by Jaladara. So in this preliminary round still separate two more fights.
The third and fourth sessions are somewhat different from the previous sessions. Because they the participants are all very tough female warriors.
Successively in the third and fourth sessions, the fight between Gayatri and Arimbi and Mahadevi against Anjani.
In the first session of the fight Gayatri against Arimbi was very exciting. Their fight was no less exciting with the male participants. The deadly techniques are so terrible.
The enthusiasm of the audience at the final battle session was even more lively, so amazingly enthusiastic. It was like a very impressive closing session. They shouted rumbles mentioning the names of the virgin participants.
Enthusiastic audience that looks so active than ever before. The audience that looked more boisterous was dominated by the male audience. Of course the enthusiasm of the audience was due to the appearance of the virgin so beautiful. Both from his face and the curves of his body are so beautiful. The virgins with their enchanting bodies were twitching rapidly further making the hearts of the youths rustle and shake.
Gayatri who has a tall white body with long hair tied behind. When he clumped the male audience as if to see the goddess of heaven who was riding a sembrani horse that was flying through the clouds.
For the weathered bujang see such beauty finally had to let go of both nostrils, crushing profusely young blood that was not channeled.
Let alone the young people whose blood is still grazing. Even the action of the virgins had also made the batteries glare as if they did not blink. They see the beauty of the virgin who fought fiercely looks so enthusiastic even to forget the natural state around.
In the shadow of the Aki-aki, those who fight look as if they are transformed into the Goddesses of heaven are descending to Marcapada and dodging the tetarian offerings of the earth.
Their empty gazes and saliva on the edge of their lips flowed profusely wet their clothes without them noticing. Of course, they did not realize it until many times the powerful centongs shook the craniums of the batteries fiercely.
"Basar men eye basket do not know the age is approaching the grave still glared unblinkingly looking young leaves in front of the eyes. Shame on the grandchildren! Look at your saliva wetting your clothes!"
The terrible blow of the magic centong from the nine-nini is like the friendly caress of the Goddess khayangan. The scorching nini-nini screech, as if the chirping of a finch after being fed papaya. Of course all that has made the aware of the batteries. It had made the aki-aki stop the action and start to realize his glaring eyes had not flickered.
But it only takes place in one syringe. Because after that, they returned cool with so stunned, his eyes glared at every curve of the body that moved clumped. Even they had not had time to wipe his saliva which was still dripping on the edge of his lips.
Seeing the goddesses of the heaven who descended to the marcapada to perform the earth sesajen dance. Making them feel like the nini-nini who blabber without pause and dot feels so melodious as if singing a soul. They just let his saliva back start dripping into his clothes.
The screams of youthful blood for the Aki-aki sound like a canticle accompanying the dance of the Goddess khayangan in their daydream.
Gayatri's Serpent Sword Style is so agile as to meandering as if Puspo kajang or pyrotechnic snake. The movement moves quickly like the movement of a snake that whines its victims quickly a little like the Rainfall Curtain Movement belonging to the Mahakam Gate. But his twisting movements as if twisting reminded the movement of the Bending Sword Style belonging to Made Pasek.
A style that is so well used by a woman. Her slender body was moving so beautifully and agilely stroking that unique stance. A slender body with a tiered neck and his clasped hands had slashed the sword towards the lewan so horribly.
The flexible and flexible movement was so perfectly practiced Gayatri in his attack on Arimbi.
A technique that uses a special thread that is very sharp and strong. The ability of the thread is so famous because a large tree will be able to be cut. With technical conditions and channeling chakra to the thread is appropriate.
The most terrible part of this technique is traps that are slightly invisible if the eyes are not observant. When one was caught in a mesh formation, then it was most likely the last day he lived. For the outstretched mesh is really sharp. If the opponent was unaware and lunged at him then what followed was, a dismembered body before the owner realized.
Gayatri immediately clumped to avoid the winding of the thread that tried to cut her neck. Sliding between the gaps of the thread rope that tried to catch his body his sword immediately slashed at Arimbi.
Sriyin!
A twine of thread caught Gayatri's sword. Arimbi tried to pull out of his opponent's hand. The pull was so strong that there was friction producing sparks.
The pull before being held was used by Gayatri to attack his opponent. By following the flow of his opponent's power his legs that look clean white behind his clothes kicked towards Arimbi's skull.
"Yahwaaaa! Gayatri I'm with you!"
The cries of the spectators who came from the residents who were previously barred from entering are now allowed by the sect head to enter. That is because the existence of His Majesty Wasumurti has left the Sword Surgo Sect and returned to his kingdom there seems to be a fairly wigati newsletter.
The sight of his face instantly blushing in anger he immediately rushed to leave the sect and returned to his palace after his affairs with the Sword God as well as Suro had been completed.
Arimbi immediately saved his head from the onslaught of Gayatri. He had to take three steps. His right hand immediately grabbed his short sword towards Gayatri's feet.
The sabetan sword of Arimbi made Gayatri immediately save her two beautiful legs.
Arimbi is actually not inferior to Gayatri in terms of his face, it's just that he is younger than his opponent so that the curves of his body do not look mature. But in terms of level it is actually a little prettier than Gayatri. Her nyigar jambe chin makes her face more beautiful.
Arimbi's thread immediately rolled around in a twist crashing towards Gayatri. An attack that seemed like just a child's game was actually a very deadly attack. Because any part of the body that can be wrapped around the thread will only end up as irregular pieces.
The only way to deal with the attack was to simply dodge as far away from the reach of the thread as possible. The body of the gayatri shriveled as though a snake so that the audience reacted so frenziedly.
The cries that are simple are not so clearly heard. I don't know what they scream like they don't really care who hears understand or not. Because they are just trying to let go of a little desire that has already peaked in their shadow.
Suro was not seen between the seating rows of the participants. There are some among those who are stirring up the mind. There was a sense of worry and also fear that Suro would complain about what they had done to him. They were as if they were waiting for the punishment from the Sword God because his main disciple had them digested so badly. Of course the one who felt the most fear was Rithisak. With the absence of Suro among them increasingly makes them restless.
Moreover, before they saw the Sword God staring towards the seated rows of candidates so sharply and frighteningly. That frightening look lasted for quite a long time like combing through every curve of their faces. As if hinting does not let one inch of their body parts left intact. Rithisak's cold sweat flowed profusely, almost even making all of them no longer dare to stare towards the Sword God.
Though the Sword God was looking for Suro among them. Until a long time he confirmed that Suro was not among them Candidates.
"Where is the boy. I also did not see the Kolo Weling troupe who were cheering incessantly throughout the Suro fight."
"It looks like there's something he's doing with a gift from Maharaja Wasumurti."
"The vice-chairman!" The Sword God summoned his representative Eyng Udan Asrep. He who was sitting on the honor podium, was in the seat of the highest position among the seats of honor. The highest row of seats contains only three seats. His representative was discussing with the other elders. Located a little below are two rows of seats from the Chair of the College Chair.
"What did the College Chairman call me?" The vice-chairman of the Eyang Udan Asrep School immediately approached the Sword God.
"What is the truth from the college members who said Suro's men. The Kolo Weling group had been buying groceries at the market this morning?"
"Really chief! That was according to reports of those who initially had suspected the motorcade of pedati carrying so many staples. They had bought so much food and distributed it directly to the residents who were some of the victims of the giant Dragon attack. Some were distributed to the residents on the outskirts of the academy who usually live in deprivation."
"But according to their reports, Suro did not participate in the troupe of pedati who brought the food."
"Where would Suro be if he wasn't with them?" The Sword God asked like a little worried.
"They said Suro went to the place of Ki Pawirodirejo a blacksmith who was skilled at making good quality weapons. He had bought many sword blades even a single pedati was full of those sword blades. According to their reports as well, besides that Suro had ordered a hundred sword blades with a sword quality that was close to high-level sword quality."
"For what did the boy buy so many swords?"
"Was it used to arm the former herd of robbers it's chief?" One of the sect higher-ups spoke the words of the Sword God, which immediately greeted the Sword God's sharp gaze towards him. Made him instantly shuffle in fear.
"I think he's training a style. I don't know what style he's training that requires so many swords."
"How to think the boy is different than the others. It's very hard to guess. Sometimes I see him looking so awesome with his very genius understanding. Even I think he's too smart. But sometimes he seems too stupid just to understand something simple. I don't know because his stupidity is so outrageous or indeed his cleverness makes him look so stupid."
The fight of two angels in the eyes of the audience is still very tense. Arimbi's booby-trapped attack left some parts of Gayatri's clothes torn. Of course, it makes the audience look more like a trance.