The Adventure of the Kecapi

The Adventure of the Kecapi
Chapter 292


After all, he was the son of the late Hong Cu and had high intelligence. He already knew of the great young man's prowess, but there was no other way to avoid this match.


"See my sword.....!" with a handsome attitude.


His sword snatched followed by a flute motion that shot towards the chest.


"Good!" exclaimed Han beng while dodging, amazed also because the attack was besides beautiful also dangerous.


However, he had just dodged, the sword light and the flute ray had already snatched again. Such was the speed of Hong Lan's attack movement, following and connecting.


Han Beng forced to jump backwards to escape the pressure of the successive attacks.


"Han Beng, put on my sword!" hok Cu exclaimed as he threw his sword towards Han Beng. Actually Han Beng did not need to borrow a sword, but because Hok Cu had thrown his sword at him, he was forced to accept it.


"Thank you, Hok Cu." said Han Beng.


Hong Lan seized the opportunity as Han Beng greeted the sword, attacking with his flute, charging towards the nape of Han Beng who had just turned his head to grab the sword floating towards him.


Although he did not see this attack, Han Beng's hearing was very sharp and he knew that his neck was threatened, so he threw the body to the side with his hand drawn to the sword then rolled and jumped to his feet again with a dull sword in his hand.


"Hiaaaat ...!"


Hong Lan was very curious. He let out a shrill shrill voice and he had already attacked again with a sword and flute, his movements getting faster and more fierce. But now Han Beng turned Seng-kang-kiam and there was a blinding cold ray protecting his body.


"Cat........!"


There were sparks glowing and Hong Lan quickly pulled back her sword. Fortunately, the one held was also not a cheap sword, but a sword made of good steel so that it was not damaged when it had a slight impact earlier.


But he had already drawn his flute and he did not dare to pit the sword directly.


Meanwhile, when Hok Cu lent his sword to Han Beng, the deceitful and cunning Mo Li saw a good opportunity for him. If there is a sense of trepidation towards Hok Cu, it is mainly due to the powerful blunt heirloom sword.


Right now the girl had lent her sword which she was afraid of to Han Beng, a very good opportunity for her, once her body moved, she had jumped forward, she had jumped forward, to near Hok Cu with his sword in his right hand and a fan in his left hand!


"Hok Cu apostate disciple! you were challenging me! well, if you're not a coward, go ahead and accept your death in my hands!" exclaimed Mo Li who then quickly kept his sword and fan back, his sword he put into the sword sheath on his back and his fan he slipped on his belt.


"Look, I don't use a gun either. Welcome my attack!" continued Mo Li who immediately attacked Hok Cu with his nails.


The fingernails of the woman's hands contained a very evil poison. This is of course well known by Hok Cu, even he had studied the toxic science.


His own nails can he use his nails poison attack, even his spit can be used to harm people. But since becoming a disciple of the monk Hek-bin, he did not want to use the false knowledge.


Now that the former teacher who turned out to be the murderer of his father's father attacked him with his poisonous punch, then he quickly moved evasive and relied on his agility to fight Mo Li.


Hok Cu had not expected Mo Li's cunning to deliberately keep his weapon and attack him empty-handed. This is to lure Hok Cu to accept his attack. If necessary, at any time he can use his sword and fan, while Hok Cu has empty hands.


Han Beng saw how Hok Cu was being violently attacked by Mo Li. If Mo Li attacked empty-handedly, he did not worry that the girl would lose. However, Mo Li had a complete weapon, while Hok Cu had lent his sword to him.


At the moment when the opponent thrust a flute towards his chest, he was not evasive but rather welcomed with a catch of his left hand. Once and exerting force twisting the wrist, the flute has been able to be snatched away and his leg kicked. Hong Lan was startled and quickly jumped backwards at the time of the hovering kick because she felt how much her sword that had been attached to the opponent's sword could be pulled loose.


"Hok Cu, use your sword!" han exclaimed as he threw a blunt sword towards Hok Cu.


Hearing Han Beng's voice, Hok Cu jumped back and grabbed the sword thrown by Han Beng.


It was not her anger that Mo Li had played when he saw that the girl had held back her sword. But he hid his pain and he drew his sword and fan.


"Good, you want to fight with a gun! Faster you'll get to the end of my gun!" mo Li shouted that immediately attacked. Hok Cu's.


At this moment Mo Li's sword emitted a red radiance when it was moved, but the red radiance was restrained by the greenish radiance of the sword in Hok Cu's hand.


"Sit..sitttt..........!"


Soft needles snatched from the handle of the fan. But this sense is a child's play for Hok Cu who already know the use of poisoned needles from the fan, so he easily dodged to the left and his sword had already retaliated with a lightning strike that made Mo Li have to quickly throw himself backwards while turning the sword.


Meanwhile, Hong Lan who lost her flute, became angry and attacked Han Beng with her sword.


His heart was rather large seeing that HanBeng no longer held the powerful blunt sword, but only held the flute that was snatched from him. However, once Han Beng moved his flute, Hong Lan was surprised not to play and knew the flute had hit his back.


"Plakkk!"


He staggered and was very surprised, apparently Han Beng was able to pull the flute as a wand weapon which was unusually strange.


This was actually not strange for Han Beng, because the young man had mastered the science of sticks that he learned from Kwe Ong, the science of the Sticks of the Drunk God.


His strange movements, but shrewd instead of playing seemed chaotic but knew the tip of the flute played as the stick had stolen the movement and slouched into his opponent's back.


For example, Han Beng only studied silat from Hua Li, not necessarily he would be able to match the very shrewd Hong Lan. However, Han Beng has been embraced by Kwe Ong, a powerful grandfather, which is why his level of intelligence is still much higher than Hong Lan.


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