The Dragon Warrior Sakti
The Arrival of the Mad Beggar
Iron Hand put the body of the Iron Palm to the ground, he looked towards Sokananta who was again led by Soka and Loka, with lightning fast he jumped, immediately giving a powerful kick in height.
Soka had seen the enemy attack heading towards them he tried to fend off but late, the Iron Hand kick had hit his chest, he was thrown to the ground, Soka had not had time to wake up.
The Iron Tread had jumped again towards Sokananta and Loka, Loka who again helped her brother did not have time to dodge.
In the precarious moment a white shadow arrived between them, and stepped on the Iron Hand's attack.
Mr....!
"Huh.....!"
The Iron Hand lined the two spears back, as soon as he set foot onto the ground, a sixty-year-old grandfather stood in front of Sokananta and Loka.
"He he he....! Patience Iron Hands, you are so in a hurry! Didn't you see me, heh....!" said the old man chuckling, the high-powered kick belonging to the Iron Hand earlier did not seem to make him hurt in the least.
"Sat....! You, Mad Beggar! Why interfere in my business...!" snapped the Iron Hand, mentioning who the old grandfather who blocked his attack on the Sokananta earlier.
"He he he....! I'd hate to see people attacking the enemy unprepared, so you have to face me...!" replied the Mad Beggar, chuckling.
The Mad Beggar is one of the silat figures who are disinclined by both blacks and whites, his sometimes confusing attitude makes him not recognized in any group, he said, the most reluctant silat figures are the Dragon Hermit, and the previous Dragon Warrior Sakti, Lesmana.
Now that he had come to the inauguration event of the Death Valley Party, without being invited, naturally made the White Hair Death Devil startled, and unexpected.
The Iron Hand that looked so angry immediately jumped to attack the Mad Beggar, but the lunatic's skill set at his disposal, making Iron Hands difficult to deal with the attack of the Mad Beggar.
The sring....!
The Iron Hand pulled out a large machete at his waist and immediately jumped to attack the Mad Beggar, but with great agility the old man avoided every puncture and slash of the Iron Hand's machete, but with great agility he avoided every stab, even occasionally he sent back blows towards the Iron Hand.
"Heaaa.....!"
The Iron Hand took a fury, looking at the Mad Beggar casually huh dodging every strike of his cleaver.
Iron Hand jumped backwards he sheathed a machete to the holster at his waist, and prepared with his flagship style, the 'Iron Handstroke of the Hill Destroyer'.
"He he he....! The Iron Hand of the Hill Destroyer' Yes! I'll deal with the 'Iron Angel's Tightness'. !"
The Mad Beggar seemed to be increasing his inner strength, and he installed his flagship style. The Skull of the Iron Angel'. accompanied by 'Crazy People Catch Rabbits' Style'.
Mad Beggar is even like a person who crouches to catch something, like someone who is again stalking a rabbit, his left hand even scratches the scratching of his head that does not itch.
"Sat....! You will die at my hands, old man..!!!"
The Iron Hand leaped very quickly, to the black magic silat figure's pandas was already quite high, ever since escaping from the battlefield while supporting the Prince Elders, nineteen years ago, just this time he went down the mountain, because he got an invitation from the White Hair Death Devil.
"Heaaa.....!"
The screeching scream from the mouth of the Iron Hand, in the accompaniment of his body sliding so rapidly against the Mad Beggar, his Hand turned silver white to black hitaman.
Trang....!
The palm of the Iron Hand hit the left arm of the Mad Beggar, the Iron Hand's palm was like hitting an iron plate so hard, the Iron Hand of the Iron Hand's Hill Destroyer, quite strong, strong, if a rock as big as an adult-sized buffalo will be destroyed in the blow of the Iron Hand.
Because the energy in the Mad Beggar is almost perfect and added with 'Iron Angel's Shield Steps', so that the Iron hand blows can not hurt the old silat figure.
The Mad Beggar gave a counterattack to the Iron Hand, so the Iron Hand was forced to clump in the air dodging the Mad Beggar's punch.
"DW....!"
The Iron Hand salted twice in the air dodging the attack of the Crazy Beggar fast enough, the Iron Hand was forced to jump backwards, but the Mad Beggar gave no chance, not even a chance, he continued to hunt with the style of the crazy, so inevitably the Iron Hand was forced to climb every attack of the Mad Beggar.
"He he he....!"
The Laughter of the Mad Beggar chuckled, as he continued to attack the Iron Hand, a quick punch of his managed to hit the chest of the Iron Hand, thus.
Ma'am.....!
"Aakh....!"
The moans stuck out from the mouth of the Iron Hand, along with his body toppled backwards, and fell beside the corpse of the Iron Fist.
Iron Hand tried to wake up from the fall, but the deep wounds he suffered were so severe, that he fell again beside the corpse of his younger brother.
"Master Iron, I'm sorry, I haven't been able to avenge your death! Aakh....," said the Iron Hand, before he fell unconscious beside the corpse of the younger brother.
"He he he....! Iron Hands! I told you, Don't attack unprepared enemies! You are now rocked" said the Mad Beggar, chuckling, he walked towards the ranks of the white warriors, with no one daring to stand in his way.
"Wait...! Crazy Beggar! I'm your opponent....!!!"
Who would dare to prevent the Mad Beggar's move??
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