The Return of the Fire Dragon Swordsman
Teacher For Wiropathy

"Wiro who? Wiro sableng's? Or is Wiro beefy?"

A wide smile immediately fell on Gayatri's beautiful face. His idle intentions appeared to see the look of the fat man who claimed to be named Wiro. Panji Tejo Laksono smiled faintly at Gayatri's question while Si Wiro was visibly annoyed at Gayatri's question.

"Your bald Sableng..

My name is Wiropati, the son of the old Akuwu Pakuwon Brumbun who was removed by his own sister. Ugly ugly like this I am a noble child" said the fat man named Wiropati while looking at the small river flowing clear in front of him. For a moment he was pensive as if he was thinking of something weighing on his mind.

"Huh? Son of nobility why do you in uber keep the same roof tile?", again Gayatri threw a question to Wiropati who was ready to leave.

"When my father was removed from the seat of Akuwu Brumbun by my uncle and killed in a dispute between them, I lived a long time and was strayed. Come here to find food to survive.

Yesterday I was forced to steal food at Juragan Dipo's house. I was caught by them until Juragan Dipo told his men to arrest me until I could. Last night I got away but this morning they saw me on the road and hunted me to this place", Wiropati smiled wryly telling the story of his life.

Mmmmmm...

"Even your story, fat one..

You'd better find a job or study with a swordsman so you can defend yourself from being bullied", said Panji Tejo Laksono while staring at the face of Wiropati who was bruised and swollen due to the blow of Juragan Dipo temple.

"That's a good thought..

Young swordsman, please lift me as your student so that I can be skilled martial arts", said Wiropati quickly.

"No want!

I'm still too young. Not worthy of a student. You better find yourself a suitable teacher to teach you", Panji Tejo Laksono said as he removed his wet clothes from the Gayatri water flush earlier.

Gayatri's eyes widened when she saw the burly body of Panji Tejo Laksono. Hunt the woman throw face with face met red.

"You're this... Already gave a problem solving for me only half. If you want to help to complete dong", Wiropati grunt.

"Now you come with me to Kurawan. Who knows if you will be lucky and find a teacher who suits you, fat..

Isn't that better Gayatri?", Panji Tejo Laksono turned to Gayatri who was saddling his horse.

"Better the hell yes but how to bring that fat guy with us?

I don't want ya riding with him", Gayatri melengos went into the hut to take her luggage.

"It is also true Gayatri said..

Then we buy a horse for Wiropati in Pakuwon Brumbun city later. Let's leave this place ", take Panji Tejo Laksono who immediately jumps up on his horse. The fat Wiropati hitchhiking behind the Panji Tejo Laksono.

They immediately rushed the horse towards the town of Pakuwon Brumbun. The clattering footsteps of their horses rang out loud speeding on the cobbled streets.

The dust of the streets flew with the footsteps of their horses.

Once there, Panji Tejo Laksono bought a horse for Wiropati. Do not forget they buy bamboo caping to cover the face so as not to be hit by problems like yesterday. After getting the mount for the Wiropati they enter a food stall to fill the stomach.

Their presence in the food stall immediately attracted the attention of some people who were enjoying the food.

No exception to an old man who was about 5 decades old who was dressed like a swordsman with a short spear placed on his dining table. Dark brown clothes look shabby omens not new clothes anymore. The black headband as well as his beard that began to whiten because of gray increasingly confirms that he is not an old swordsman carelessly.

Beside him a young girl dressed in matching attire seemed to be engrossed in enjoying the dishes served regardless of the surroundings. The way he eats is exactly like a person who hasn't eaten for a few days.

The old man immediately poked the young girl's feet after seeing the arrival of Panji Tejo Laksono, Gayatri and Wiropati.

"Eat on.. Look around you, Widowati", muttered the white-bearded man slowly. Although not heard by the ears of others, but the young girl called Widowati was still able to hear him.

Soon the young girl looked up at the old man sitting in front of her.

Widowati's eyes immediately combed around the food stall room and saw three people who were sitting not far from their place.

"What's up, Romo?

Is there something strange about the three people?", whispered Widowati who stared in wonder at the old man who was none other than her father.

The old man was named Mpu Wanamarta, a swordsman who was quite respected in the martial world of Java. He earned the nickname The Flying Spear from the Northern Grasslands. It is said that Mpu Wanamarta had defeated a team of robbers who numbered dozens of people with his short spear weapon to save the Duke of Lasem's entourage that was ambushed. Therefore his name is so famous as a hero of the Duchy of Lasem to obtain a large plot of land as his place to establish a college. But until now he only wanted to teach his daughter Widowati and two students who did not take part in their journey this time.

Mpu Wanamarta had just attended the invitation of her best friend who had just held her son's wedding in Pakuwon Brumbun. He is currently on his way back to Lasem.

"That's why you don't eat..

Let's know there's a tough warrior sitting in the chair next door. I am sure that the bamboo-clothed youth is not an ordinary person", said Mpu Wanamarta quickly.

"Just let Romo, as long as it doesn't bother us, we don't have to ignore it.

The food here is very good, much different from the food at your friend's place. Unfortunately if not spent", replied Widowati while returning to feed food to his mouth without caring Mpu Wanamarta bobbing heads to see the behavior of his daughter.

After filling his stomach, Panji Tejo Laksono, Gayatri and Wiropati immediately passed away after Panji Tejo Laksono paid for their food. Seeing them leave, Mpu Wanamarta followed them immediately while holding Widowati's hand which was still holding a fish.

Panji Tejo Laksono's entourage continues to drive his horse towards the North precisely in the direction of Wuwatan City which is the capital of Kurawan Duchy.

"Taji, it looks like those two are following us..

From the food stalls they kept tailing behind us. It seems like they have a purpose" said Gayatri who rode beside Panji Tejo Laksono as she looked back at the two horsemen following them.

"Do not care, Gayatri..

We don't have much time for something that doesn't matter. After this we must have returned to Kadiri", said Panji Tejo Laksono while kicking his horse back to go faster. Gayatri did not answer but continued to follow the movement of Panji Tejo Laksono with Wiropati who tailed behind him.

After passing through the vast rice fields that had just been harvested, they entered the small forest that was south of Wuwatan city.

Two men dressed in all blue were seen being surrounded by dozens of swordsmen dressed in all red with several black stripes. It was seen that the two people were already sitting on the ground with several sharp incisions of weapons adorning their bodies. One was even seen spewing fresh blood a sign that he had serious internal injuries.

Shortly thereafter, Mpu Wanamarta and Widowati arrived near the Panji Tejo Laksono and Gayatri as well as Wiropati.

Melihat peristiwa yang terjadi di depannya, Mpu Wanamarta menggeram keras.

"Red Bat..

You fucker! Dare to gang up on the Blue Hill Padepokan students"

After saying so Mpu Wanamarta immediately shot towards them while turning her spear. The cold wind rustled as if the cold wind of the death god roared rapidly towards the men in black red.

Whuussshh!!!

"Sat!

We're in the ass! Dodge quickly!!"

Shouted in horror one of the group of warriors in red and black clothes. The group tried hard to avoid the cold wind from the short spear round Mpu Wanamarta.

Mmmmmmmmmmmm!!!

Dozens of people in black red who were members of the Red Bat College managed to dodge. But some people who have bad luck because they are late to avoid, distanced and suckled the grasslands on the edge of the small forest with a hard. Blood spurt out of their mouths. Two people instantly remained motionless, either fainted or killed while the other 3 people were still conscious while groaning in pain.

The leader of the Red Bat College named Surendra was seen staring fiercely at Mpu Wanamarta who landed in front of the two men in blue with light.

"Flying Spear of the Northern Grasslands!!

Why are you meddling in our business huh? Do you want to be hostile to Red Bat College?", hardik Surendra while showing his cruel face.

"Surendra, one of the 10 main disciples of Mpu Dipayana aka Bat Devil Mountain Lawu..

Your name is good but honey not with your behavior. Don't you know, the master teacher of Bukit Biru Padepokan is my foster brother? Do you think that I would be silent to see your arbitrary treatment of two of my foster brother's students?", Mpu Wanamarta glanced at Surendra.

"Huhhhh...

Just relying on your big name you've dared to bully us?

We're more numerous than you. Today I Surendra The Red Bat will try out the Spear Flying ability of the Northern Grasslands" Surendra said as he prepared to attack towards Mpu Wanamarta.

After tracing the ground hard, Surendra darted quickly towards Mpu Wanamarta while swinging his claws towards the elder warrior nicknamed The Flying Spear from the Northern Grassland.

Whuuthhhwhhuuuggghhhh!!

Mpu Wanamarta was agile to avoid consecutive attacks from Surendra. The old man immediately turned his short spear then swung the spear handle towards Surendra's waist.

With lightness, Surendra traces the ground and bounces high into the air. The main ability of Red Bat College is indeed the science of lightening their high bodies.

Balto once in the air, Surendra slid down towards Mpu Wanamarta with his head down and attacked the Flying Spear from the Northern Grasslands from above.

Shhraakk shrraaaakkkhhh!

Mpu Wanamarta quickly turned her short spear to fend off the claw of Surendra who was jerking rapidly towards her.

Plakkkk plllaaakkk..

Bllaaaaaarrr!!!

Surendra bounced back but quickly salted in the air to reduce the thrust of the internal collision between himself and Mpu Wanamarta. Surendra immediately landed and was still dragged two steps back. A mouthful of fresh blood spewed by Surendra. Surendra roughly wiped the remaining blood that soaked the tip of his lips.

Meanwhile Mpu Wanamarta was only pushed back a few steps back, a sign that she had a higher inner strength.

"I haven't lost yet, Mpu Wanamarta..

Let's continue again", finished saying so, let's say so, Surendra again darted quickly towards Mpu Wanamarta with his fingers covered by the blackish red light of Ajian Devil's Bat Claw which is the mainstay of Red Bat College.

Mpu Wanamarta immediately channeled her inner power on her short spear. Suddenly the spear rotated quickly beside the body of Mpu Wanamarta without being held by hand. This is the science that makes Mpu Wanamarta earned the nickname The Flying Spear from the Northern Grasslands, the Spear Science of the God Bayu.

A fierce fight between them soon ensued. Selling and selling blows is fast and dangerous.

Meanwhile Panji Tejo Laksono who was watching the fierce fight was smiling widely. Gayatri who was riding beside her was inexhaustible thinking why Panji Tejo Laksono was smiling like that. Unable to hold back, Gayatri immediately asked.

"Saw, man,

What makes you so happy?"

"Your old grandfather's spear reminds me of someone very close to my father, Gayatri...

Although not as good as my father's close friend, but the distance is not too big" said Panji Tejo Laksono who remembered Mapatih Warigalit.

"Hmmmmmmm...

I wonder your story is Taji? Was there anyone as great as that, who was a level higher than that old geezer?", Gayatri stroked her nose.

"You will know it later Gayatri, but now it is not the main thing that makes me happy" said Panji Tejo Laksono as he continued to look towards the fight of Mpu Wanamarta and Surendra.

"What makes you so happy now?

Quickly tell me", Gayatri looks impatient waiting for a reply from Panji Tejo Laksono's mouth. The young prince from Kadiri seemed to smile meaningfully before speaking.

"It looks like we've found a suitable teacher for Wiropathy"