THE LEGEND OF THE SWORD GOD
V2 CH 149 GAME THE POWER OF JAVA (PART 3 )
The sound of warok suromenggolo made Heilong's body tremble slightly. This sound contained an extremely powerful deep energy until it pierced into the bone. Heilong deftly enveloped his body with an aura of ice energy to withstand the deep force pressure released by the warok Suromenggolo.
“ Very good young man. I admit you to your greatness because you can easily withstand the pressure of my inner strength. There are not many people who can escape from my inner strength pressure, it seems like you are indeed worthy to be my opponent. ”
Warok Suromenggolo praised Heilong's ability to easily escape the influence of his internal power pressure. As long as he became a warok in the land of Java not many people who could easily escape the pressure of his inner power including his arch enemy Warok Gunoseco. Warok Suromenggolo is known as the most powerful warok of his time. He then raised his whip high so Heilong could see it clearly.
“ Young man can you see this heirloom strap whip on my right hand.. ? " ask Warok Suromenggolo in a voice full of dignity like a knight.
“ I can see it very clearly, ” replied Heilong.
“ So I will mention the rules in this game. You just need to snatch this whip out of my hand. If you manage to snatch this whip from my hands, then I will admit defeat. You are free to use any style, weapon or way to snatch the whip of this heirloom color rope ” said warok Suromenggolo.
“ So I just have to take the whip from him and I'm free to use any means. It's so easy for me, though, I just had to distract him and quickly use the wind-breaking gait of the storm to get close to him without him knowing and snatch the heirloom whip from his hand. Looks like I will win this fight quickly, ” Heilong thought with a smile.
Heilong began to use his ice illusion style to outwit the warok Suromenggolo. Ten shadows that were very similar to him in an instant appeared in this illusory world and surrounded the warok body of Suromenggolo. The shadows began to move to attack the warok Suromenggolo, Heilong quietly slipped between his shadows to further shorten the distance to where the warok Suromenggolo stood. As he was about to use the wind-breaking storm-stepping gait to snatch that heirloom drawstring whip, the, suddenly warok Suromenggolo twirled his whip over his head and began to attack every shadow of Heilong with whip of his heirloom color rope.
“ Ceterrrr... Ceterregrr... Ceterregrr... ”
Every time the whip hit Heilong's shadow it would instantly burn and disappear. It didn't take long for Suromenggolo's warok to destroy every shadow of Heilong's illusion he finally managed to destroy all of Heilong's illusory shadows in just five minutes. Now that only Heilong's real body was visible before his eyes, he then put all his strength into hitting Heilong's body with his whip.
“ Ceettteeerrrrr..... ”
The drunk hit Heilong's back. Heilong's back seemed to crumble like a dry tree branch in a storm sweep. But fortunately as he managed to clear the ice hell test in the thousand sword ice tomb, he had, genbu Divine Beast had used its golden turtle shell to strengthen Heilong's body so that Heilong's body became a golden body as hard as steel. He only felt a tingling sensation around his back and none of his bones were broken.
“ Great strength of your body young man. Usually someone who gets hit by my whip then the bones will immediately crumble, but it looks like your body is still fine. I hit my whip very hard on your body. ”
Suromenggolo warok's admiration for Heilong increased when he knew the strength of Heilong's body. In the past when he fought against his sister, Warok Surohandoko, who was one of the strongest warok besides himself, some of Surohandoko's warok bones were broken immediately when receiving a lash from him.
“ Thanks for the compliment sir. I feel very flattered, ” Heilong said smiling in honor of his enemy because even though they were fighting, Heilong did not feel the killing intent of warok Suromenggolo. It is like a teacher testing his students.
Heilong again concentrated on gathering his energy and took out the nine ice-freezing chains as he thought that in order for him to easily pick up the heirloom whip then he had to stop the movement of the Suromenggolo warok first.
Nine chains made of ice appeared and instantly moved to ensnare every part of Suromenggolo's warok body and lock its movements. Not afraid but warok Suromenggolo instead smiled as his body was entangled by the ice chains released by Heilong.
“ Young man it seems you underestimated the strength of my body. When I became warok already many of my enemies who have tried to stop my movement by shackling my body with chains. But I can always let go of those chains easily. It seems like after this you have to think of another way to be able to stop my movements. ”
“ Dance Empowerment. ” Shouted warok Suromenggolo.
“ Ning... Nang's... Ning... The gong... ”
“ Tet... teret... Tet.. teret. .ret... ”
Suddenly the sound of gamelan and trumpet that had been lost, reappeared out of nowhere. Warok Suromenggolo began to dance the dance of Kedigupaan, every movement of this dance drawing the figure of a mighty man. This dance is similar to warok dance in Reog Ponorogo art but in every movement this dance is filled with the power of deep energy. As he stomped his feet against the ground, the ground became trembling as if an earthquake had occurred and the two ice chains shackled his legs instantly shattered. When he moved his hand a powerful gust of wind emerged from his hand, this fluidly impressed hand movement had the power to shatter an enormous boulder. When he finished dancing, all the chains of ice shackling him had been smashed into powder. Heilong had tried to approach the body of Warok Suromenggolo when he danced the dance of power to interfere with his dance movements but his body immediately bounced due to the pressure of the inner power owned by warok Suromenggolo.
“ Very strong dance movement, ” thought Heilong while staring at warok Suromenggolo.
Heilong who felt a little cornered, quietly took out his white fang sword and took out his ultimate skill which was the earth-splitting sword. He shakes his sword towards warok Suromenggolo but warok Suromenggolo undaunted, He wipes his drunkenness to fight the Heilong style.
“ Duar.... Duars.... Duars... ”
The sword force and the power of the whip clashed against each other in the air and produced an explosive sound like lightning striking. Both of these styles have balanced strength. It is the physical strength of its users that is the result of this fight.
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The dance style of empowerment is the author's own writing.
The author had thought to lift art from its original area in his novel so that this very beautiful art is not lost inedible by the Age, But have not found the right plot and finally now is the right plot to further introduce this art.
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