The Fighter
Chapter 24 Adu Strength
"Everybody gather in the field.., come on. get together.gather up!" there were announcements and calls from the seniors as well as the bodyguards who were going around in the Academy's student rooms.
Wisanggeni and his friends immediately followed the invitation, they immediately put themselves in the field. Quickly the empty field became filled to the brim with Academy students.
"Alright because everyone has gathered, we will make an announcement. Today we will begin with a power struggle between all students, which will determine the allocation of resources they will receive to be able to survive in this place." there was the voice of a senior disciple who read out an announcement.
"That resource will have the benefit for you to obtain the source of money, and to enter the pillar of strength. Show that you are worthy and worthy to be a superior fighter." continued the announcement.
Several seniors and bodyguards circulated the lottery numbers, to determine the opponent's strength test to all disciples.
"Sentono..., what's your number?" ask Wisanggeni to Sentono.
"Number 24, I hope my opponent is not so tough. You alone?" Sentono asked back.
"Number 33." replied Wisanggeni briefly.
Suko and Manggala looked at Wisanggeni with concerned gazes, as he knew the opponent who would be facing the man. In front appeared senior brother, who was with his bow showing off the lottery numbers he had obtained. And that number is exactly the same as the one obtained by Wisanggeni.
They looked at the stage standing in the middle of the field, where it would be a power struggle. There were guards on guard, and on the west side was a grandstand used by teachers and judges who would watch the match.
"Randomly, who will visit in this first opportunity is the lottery number 10. Please the disciples who received the lottery with the number, immediately come forward!" senior returned to make the call.
The two disciples immediately advanced forward, and were immediately directed to immediately start a power struggle. The two began by paying homage to the grandstands of teachers and jurors, and only continued by paying homage to the students.
"Who do you think will win that power struggle?" yell Wiyono.
"I hold the black shirt." said Broto as he clapped his champion.
Wisanggeni smiled, and he saw that the student wearing brown clothes had started to fall. Many times he was unable to withstand the attacks from his opponent.
"Bugh. aaauwww." suddenly the body of the disciple in black was thrown off the stage, and ended with the victory of the disciple in black.
One by one the disciples were pitted against his strength on the stage, and already dozens who had sustained severe injuries were thrown out of the match stage. Niluh who happened to get a higher-strength opponent, was already grateful to be able to end the fight without any meaningful injuries.
Everyone in the Wisanggeni group, listening to the advice of the man who did not force to beat the opponent. If during the match, we can find the level of strength of the opponent above us, giving up will protect us more. Because when we do, if we are determined to try to defeat it, then only pain and suffering will we get.
"Number 33 please come on stage!" turn number Wisanggeni called up.
"You are my brother!" Sentono gave the man a hug as he was about to start taking the stage.
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"Siuuttt..," unexpectedly Wisanggeni, his co-star had already thrown a single punch at him, and fortunately by shifting his head he could take evasive action.
The man in front of him made a cross in front of his chest, and suddenly unexpectedly before, a bright beam hit Wisanggeni's chest very tightly. Wisanggeni's body was slightly dragged backwards, but soon the man aligned his legs and made a circle with his fingers and struck a punch at the opponent in front of him.
"Bang.." the blow thrown by Wisanggeni was repelled with a sword that had suddenly been issued by his co-star. With a cynical smile, co-star Wisanggeni brandished his middle finger and pointed it at him.
"Come.ayo.. Setyaji.. finish off your opponent!" there were shouts and applause in support of the Wisanggeni co-star. As a senior disciple, it was natural that he was already familiar and better known than him.
Wisanggeni took a deep breath, he tried not to be provoked by his rival opponents. Agilely, he took out his dagger which he directly swiped the hilt of the stone. A purple light flashed on the handle of the stone, but he did not notice it.
"Who is that student, where did he come from?" some teachers who had accidentally witnessed the purple light then talked about it.
"He's a new student. Not even five days, he came here." said another teacher.
Setyaji knitted the sword in his hand, and advanced to urge Wisanggeni. All of a sudden..
"Ciattt.., klap.." The shirt on Wisanggeni's upper arm was torn off by the tip of the sword.
With the corner of his eyes, he watched the movements of his opponent. And when Setyaji was right in front of him, the man who was at the level of his elder brother threw a sword towards the belly of Wisanggeni, but quickly he bent his dagger on the sword.
"Clang . jleb.." A violent clash followed by a strike of fire occurred as the two guns clashed.
The sword that Setyaji was holding slipped out of his hand, and immediately fell down on the match stage. Setyaji's body was pushed back violently and directly hit the stage barrier.
Wisanggeni quickly pulled out the sword stuck on the stage, and threw it towards Setyaji, followed by a astonished look from the master of the sword. Not everyone could firmly raise his sword, but his opponent lightly whipped out and threw his weapon back.
Setyaji immediately prepared to return, then raised his palm sending an attack towards Wisanggeni. An extremely powerful attack swiftly carried hot air, and Wisanggeni quickly dodged.
"Bruk.." as Wisanggeni dodged the attack, the wind rushing with hot air instantly hit the banyan tree standing near the stage. The tree was immediately burnt to the ground and its branches then collapsed to the ground.
When Setyaji was still stunned by the speed of evading Wisanggeni, the man had lunged forward and was not able to be avoided, Wisanggeni's hand was firmly lodged in Setyaji's chest.
"Bugh.." The red liquid spewed out of Setyaji's mouth, and his body fell backwards.
Until the tenth count, it turned out Setyaji could not wake up again, finally decided Wisanggeni as the winner of the fight. Quickly, Wisanggeni jumped off the stage, and returned to his friends.
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