The Dragon Warrior Sakti

The Dragon Warrior Sakti
The Nine Dragons Sword


The Dragon Valley three months later,


Anggala has managed to master the nine parts of the Tapak sakti style.


The teacher and his teacher's grandfather also learned the unbeatable style,


they learn from their smart students by themselves.


Hurus who for years untouched it is now controlled by three warriors of the martial world, Anggala who is only thirteen years old, has mastered the nine stages of the book.


now stay, tenth to twelfth level, the Dragon Hermit asked Anggala to study his legendary nine dragon sword scripture.


Because this style is their mainstay style across the martial world, with the style of the dragon sword they are difficult to match the swordsmen of the black and white groups.


The nine-dragon sword style consists of nine initial moves, and the three ultimate moves, when Anggala loses his inner strength, he has mastered the nine initial moves.


Now with his profound energy that had reached the level of level fifty, he would easily learn that ultimate level of skill, coupled with his incredible memory and skills. There will be no difficulty Anggala in learning the moves.


The morning in the dragon valley looked like Anggala was practicing sword techniques,


the teacher approached Anggala who was practicing.


"The wolf is now the time to see whether this heirloom sword chooses you, to be its heir or not" said Lesmana, appearing in her hand a sword carved so beautifully.


The handle contained the sekor head of the dragon, whose mouth was slightly gaping, the protector there was a pair of eagle heads in opposite directions, two eagle heads pointed to the tip of the sword.


The scabbard has a gold dragon carved, which faces the handle of the sword.


Lesmana looked lightly carrying him, as if the sword was weightless.


The spring!


Lesmana drew the Dragon Sakti sword from its sheath, it flicked left and right, the sound of the sword splitting the air.


Lesmana then stuck the sword in a large stone nearby


The cring..!


The sword stuck into the hard rock, like a soft banana stem.


"Wolf, pull out this dragon sword," Lesmana ordered, he shifted to give the Anggala a place.


"But, Uncle. Can anggala pull out the sword that was stuck so deep in the stone?" tanya Angal looked doubtful.


"Wolf, if the sword of the mighty dragon chooses you, you will be able to pull out the sword even without deep strength. But if the sword of the mighty dragon does not choose you, even if you use deep power, you will not be able to pull it out. Try it," explained Lesmana.


"Okay, Uncle Master," Anggala replied, he walked over to the sword that was stuck almost half into the stone.


Anggala was afraid that the sword would be hard to pull out, so he put almost half of his profound energy into his hand.


The srek!


Gubbrak!


Anggala fell strangled due to his own strength, while the dragon sword seemed to be clasped in his right hand.


"Ha ha ha....!" Lesmana laughed and watched Anggala fall on her back in front of her. Lesmana is also happy, apparently Anggala is indeed the choice of heirloom sword dragon magic.


"Wolf, you are indeed the boy of choice, the sword stuck in the stone, as if you did not feel you were pulling it out" Lesmana said.


"You will be my successor's dragon warrior in the martial world!" said Lesmana while sitting near Anggala who had woken up from the fall. But Anggala still sat watching the beauty of the sword carving.


"Uncle, this sword is so beautiful, who forged it?" ask Angal.


"The sword was carved directly by the ascetic dragon that is in this lake," said Lesmana began to tell the story.


"In this lake lives a pair of ascetic dragons, they are friends with your grandfather the Dragon Hermit, he was young. If only he had conquered the dragons, he was finally friends with the dragons,"


"Why with those dragons, Uncle Master?" anggala asked.


"The ascetic dragons are looking for someone who can defeat them, with the prize of a dragon mustika, many warriors who try it.


But no one can defeat them, other than your teacher's grandfather," replied Lesmana.


"Then the mustika was forged by the teacher's grandfather so this sword?" anggala asked, Anggala took the scabbard in the hands of Lesmana, his teacher's uncle.


"No, your master's grandfather asked the dragons to make a sword for him from the mustika, the dragon responded, but it took a long time, for they did not order it with fire, so they're asking your teacher's grandfather for three years,"


"A long time, Uncle Master?" ask Anggala again.


"Yes, long enough but as you can see, the dragon sword is so perfect, for a sword. His power is unmatched, not everyone can hold a dragon sword, he will suck out the energy of the person who holds it, let alone play it, they will not be able to lift the sword of the mighty dragon," explained Lesmana.


"But, Uncle Master. I felt that this sword was so light, even though I did not use the energy in it" Anggala cradled the sword with its sheath.


"That's because the Sword Dragon Sakti has chosen you, Anggala," Lesmana said as she gently patted Anggala's shoulder.


"Let's play the nine dragon swords of levels one through nine with the sword of the mighty dragon" Lesmana pinta.


"Okay, Uncle Master," Anggala replied, looking brightly at Anggala's face from pleasure, he slowly unsheathed the dragon's sword, then began to draw nine dragon swords.


"Hup! Hup...! Hiaaa.......! Hi.......!" the voice of Anggala broke the silence, the sword of the mighty dragon meandering beautifully in his hand.


"Renew your inner energy and use your body's science!" exclaim the teacher.


"Okay, Uncle Master!" anggala. Then he increased his profound strength to his right hand, when the sword of the mighty dragon glowed white, it responded to the deep power that Anggala was flowing.


Anggala jumped with the science of lightening his body in the direction of the lake.


Jlep.! jlep.!


Anggala's feet tread on the water so lightly. Like a cotton swab, he kept playing his sword. While the teacher was watching from the edge of the lake.


Anggala moves faster, when seen with ordinary eyes, will not be seen clearly anymore, Lesmana was forced to use the science of 'Angel Eyes'.Himikannya, this knowledge has also been mastered Anggala.


"Wolf.! Combine your sword with the eight-step angel!"


exclaim Lesmana from the lake.


"Okay, Uncle Master!" sahut Anggala without stopping, he combined his manager, so that the lake water became choppy like a strong wind.


A long time Anggala trained on the lake, but until now he has not been wet with water. Not long ago Anggala darted towards the teacher, he had finished playing the nine levels of the nine dragons.


"To this day quite first Anggala, let's take a break!" ask Lesmana, "Maybe your teacher's grandfather was tired of waiting for us, you were so long above the lake earlier," said Lesmana, he held onto Anggala's shoulder as he walked towards the hut, where the Dragon Hermit had been waiting for them to eat together.


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