The Fire Dragon Sword
The Fire Dragon Sword Sect
Eight Years later…………………..
A child ran towards the training room of the Fire Dragon Sword Sect with a face that looked annoyed. He was around Nine years old, he did not care about the few people chasing behind him. As soon as he arrived at the training ground he turned to look for someone.
“Grandfather I'm tired of the practice of taking water constantly. It has been almost a year that I have taken water in the well,” the boy said as he approached the middle-aged man.
“When did I learn silat?” asked the child while sulking at ki Ageng, the elder of the Fire dragon Sword Sect.
"You must have skipped training again today?” Ki Ageng stared intently at Sabrang.
A little while later the older brother who was chasing him arrived at the training ground.
“Sorry our teacher didn't manage to hold him back, he ran away like a demon possessed,” Satria said while grunting in annoyance.
Satria is Sabrang's older brother. His martial arts were already at the level of the eighth level low Swordsman. Satria was not out of thought while chasing Sabrang though, he had already used the science of lightening his body, but the speed of sabrang was far above him.
“What exercise, I was only told to transport water every day, what is the coach's job to take water?” tanya Sabrang still evaporates her emotions.
Seeing the incident Ki Ageng just laughed then advised Sabrang,
“Sabrang silat is easy to learn, but you have to form the foundation first. You must have a strong body and good stamina. That's what your physical exercise is for.”
Ki Ageng was quite surprised to see the development of sabrang. He was very knowledgeable about the ability of science to relieve Satria's body, but always left far behind if pursuing sabrang.
“Talent indeed never cheated your noble.” Ki Ageng muttered in his heart.
Ki Ageng had indeed realized from the beginning that Sabrang had extraordinary talent. If he does not remember the message of queen Sekar Pitaloka to keep Sabrang away from the martial world. Perhaps it had been from childhood that he taught the science of the Fire dragon Sword sect.
“Entai until when I can take care of the noble Sabrang, fate seems to have its own way,” muttered Ki Ageng
"Based on a stubborn child, come with me! I'll teach you one move, but remember your promise to train more and for you to return to practice!” ki Ageng exclaimed at Satria and his friend.
“Good our teacher begs,” say Satria relieved to see his teacher not angry at their carelessness.
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In the backyard of the training ground, Ki Ageng picked up two tree branches and threw one of them towards Sabrang. Sabrang caught the twig with vigor.
“See and listen to grandfather carefully! The swordsmanship of our sect focuses on the flexibility, speed and placement of your position. When you are facing a tough enough opponent watch your foot movements especially, the last step before your sword hits your opponent!” Ki Ageng practiced the basics of the Sword of eternal fire in Sabrang using the twig in his hand.
“Use your speed at the right time. You need to know when to slow down, when to increase your speed. It all depends on the attitude and speed of your opponent. Unite with your sword, feel its presence and when all the speed, precision and flexibility come together in the rhythm of your sword then this style is almost no gap.”
The twig hit the tree in front of him, visible incision marks on the tree trunk. Sabrang watched closely and was amazed to see the prowess of the immortal fire sword stance.
“Do you understand Sabrang? Or grandpa was too quick to demonstrate it?” Ki Ageng asked because Sabrang just kept silent not commenting.
“No Kek, I can remember. But why isn't there an increase in temperature around us, Cake? “.
Sabrang had seen his grandfather practice the Eternal Flame Sword in the training room and then the temperature of the room rose. Since then, he has wanted to study this science.
“Will grandfather not teach me such knowledge?” Sabrang protested a bit.
Ki Ageng smiled slightly and said, “Sabrang you will not be able to understand the number eight if you do not understand the number one. This immortal fire sword requires great inner strength and maturity in your thinking. That's why grandfather told you to take water every day to train your physique . Learn step by step so that your foundation is strong.” Ki Ageng stepped up and sat down on a rock.
“Now try to show what you learned from grandfather's movements!” Sabrang lifted the tree branch and began to swing as demonstrated by ki Ageng.