
The big black high grandfather like a giant had already jumped into the battleground, both arms were swung and the wind was striking towards Han Beng who at that time was holding the opponent's samurai sword with his staff.
He quickly removed the sword from his stick while jumping backwards. However, the wind of the blow still left him staggering backwards. From behind, there were a few Beng Cu aides who greeted him with sword and spear attacks.
Han Beng threw his body downwards rolling towards them and as soon as his staff moved, the two bragglers had collapsed to the joint of their knees.
He jumped back up and was now cautious, because he knew how clever Beng Cu was.
Meanwhile Beng Cu saw how the young man not only managed to avoid his attack, even while rolling he could knock down two servants who were quite shrewd.
Beng Cu became angry and curious. If he did not quickly tear down the young man, of course his big name would be tainted.
With a single move of his body, he had leaped forward Han Beng. And he began to attack with a strange and swift motion, and his two grabbing hands let out a glaring sound as if all his bones were clashing against each other, together with a fierce wind.
A series of attacks consisting of nine punches and clutches that came to be avoided by Han Beng with elakan and stepping there and there. His body movements were so agile that he managed to escape.
However, back he staggered as the attacks brought about a wind of blows that pushed his strength. In return, when he saw the opportunity after the passing of a series of attacks, the tip of his stick moved his arm tip round the face of the opponent.
If the opponent is not shrewd at all, would be confused and look at his eyes blurred to see the tip of the torgkat circling in front of the eyes like that. But not so with Beng Cu who besides having high intelligence, also has mature experience in fighting.
He had faced many tough opponents, so even though the science of the stick played by the young man was strange and confusing, but he did not become daunted and suddenly his right hand struck forward, it gripped towards the opponent's navel while its left hand was rotated in such a way as to catch the end of the stick.
Of course Han Beng did not want his stick to be caught by the opponent. He pulled his wand and avoided the grip by tilting his body to the right.
However, from above, the left hand that was rotated earlier had snatched away, gripping towards the crown of his head and the right hand that missed gripping earlier was already grabbed from the side with a powerful open hand punch.
The young man was surprised, he quickly dodged again while jumping up, now using the silat movement he had learned from his teacher Hua Li.
His movements were fast and his body was like a wing. From above, the stick again snatched down, towards the center of the opponent's head. Grandpa was surprised.
"Ohhhhh.............!"
Beng Cu snorted, but even if he dodged it while using both hands to protect his head, tried to catch the stick, but the stick slipped to the side and managed to kiss his shoulder.
"Tukks....!"
The shoulder was protected by incredible immunity so that the tip of the stick bounced off. Both surprised. Han Beng was surprised because almost the stick that managed to poke the shoulder was broken, already curved, and vice versa even the grandfather was surprised because even though he was able to save his shoulder with immune protection, but still his shoulder was painful, a sign that the energy in the wand was very strong.
Want to not, Beng Cu staggered. But at that time, Hai Jin had already attacked again with his samurai stricken from right to left chopping at Han Beng's waist.
If it hits the target, it seems that the young man will be difficult to save himself and his body will certainly be maimed into two pieces.
He threw his body back, his staff rotated to his left welcoming the sword which so met Ialu's wand was twisted and almost detached from the old grandfather's hand. Hai Jin was very surprised, quickly pulled back his samurai and jumped back with a pale face.
By this time Beng Cu was already exerting energy in and using his black magic. He let out a roaring sound like the roar of an angry lion and was nevertheless violently shaken by that roar which was electrifying and could cripple his opponent.
Pe.uda was reminded of the advice of his two teachers when faced with attacks that relied on the power of sound or black magic. He exerted a deep power in his body, was driven all over the body until it penetrated into the brain by the time the attack came, he had already recovered, he had already recovered, no longer feel paralyzed and he can throw his body left so that the grip of both hands of the opponent was missed and from the left.
Han Beng had sent a stab with his stick towards the opponent's hull.
"Tukks....!"
The tootokan did not hit the target, missed and by then, in a staggered state, the shrewd Beng Cu had sent a kick with his long and large legs.
"Devess........!"
The kick hit Han Beng's thigh and the young man's body was thrown far up, and the body did not descend back.
Everyone looked up. Presumably, the young man's body was grabbed by a grandfather whose clothes were all white. The grandfather pulled Han Beng's body through the hollow roof and they disappeared.
"Let's pursue....!" shouts Beng Cu with Hai Jin, Beng Cu precedes jumping on the tile.
Yet futile. That grandfather with Han Beng had vanished out of nowhere. The grandfather who escaped Han Beng was none other than the old swordsman Hek Bin.
Han Beng was not injured even though he was hit by a kick, because he was unable to avoid it anymore, he protected the body with deep strength, even leaving his body light so that when exposed to the powerful kick, he was unable to avoid it, his body was like a ball soaring upwards.
I knew someone was grabbing him. Han Beng wanted to thrash, but when he knew the grandfather he had seen when he broke up a dispute between monks and warriors, he was silent.
The young man let himself be carried away to a distance.
Inside the silent forest Hek Bin released Han Beng's body he looked astonished at how completely unharmed the young man was and knelt in front of him giving homat.
"Eh, aren't you hurt at all?" ask the old swordsman Hek Bin who is curious.
"No, grandpa!" answer Han Beng.
Hek Bin nodded his head and looked at Han Beng with curiosity.
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