True Martial Arts
Two Swordsmen from Iron Tiger College
Not knowing what to do during the old woman's departure, Maheswari decides to open a conversation with Kala. Indeed this is what he wanted to do from now on, and deliberately chose a store to talk, as well as his intention to spoil Kala.
Many stories that Kala got from Maheswari. Much of Maheswari's story is about his own adventures after parting ways with her. The woman said that the current situation in Java is not very safe, there are many friction between groups in Geowedari and Pandataran. To close the long story, Maheswari said that he has now reached a high level of treatment so that he has a name as a healer who is quite famous, and who is very famous, he has a lot of money and says that Kala does not hesitate to ask anything from him.
"I won't trouble Mahes." Kala smiled warmly before Maheswari asked her to tell her about her training experience at the Twin Loro Mountain.
There's not much I can tell you. The story time is half the time Maheswar tells. Because his training was quite boring. There are not many styles that Akhza teaches.
His teacher once said, "I was intentional about not putting down a lot of moves for you. Enough basic moves, like the Blow of the Wind. This is a basic punching style that will familiarize your hands to accept other higher punching moves. Teacher may bring down more styles that you can actually master, but Master wants you to take your own path and let your body absorb the moves that would be suitable for you."
So that's how Kala learned during the Loro Kembar training is the basic overall style, not least how to control Keris Garuda Puspa. Even Kala was never introduced in detail about Keris Garuda Puspa, he received the keris just before the departure of his teacher. So because Keris Garuda Puspa resembles a sword, Kala felt able to use it with basic swordsmanship.
Unknowingly, what became the inner conflict of Kala poured into his words. Maheswari quickly understood that although Kala only studied basic skills, but the level of mastery was much higher than most artists.
When he remembered the Stone of Message that Akhza had left for Maheswari, he took it out and handed it to Maheswari. "Sir Mahes, in this Stone of Message there is a message from Master. Only Mahes can open it."
Maheswari received the Stone of Message. A few moments later his eyes closed sign that he was touching the contents of the Message Stone. Maheswari's looks instantly turned serious.
Maheswari opened her eyes, looking at Kala with a meaningful look. Being stared at constantly by a beautiful woman would probably make anyone nervous, Kala was no exception.
"Kala, are you really the Garuda Knights?"
Kala nodded, thinking that his teacher was writing about him on the Message Stone.
"When I didn't expect this ...."
"This is not a special thing, but a very difficult task."
Maheswari bowed deeply towards Kala. "It's been an honor all my life to meet you, Son of Garuda."
Kala immediately straightened Maheswari's body. "It doesn't have to be that way, Mahes doesn't deserve to be like this to me."
"But ...."
"Here, Brother." Kala patted Maheswari on the shoulder. "Please don't tell anyone, it'll jeopardize my safety."
"I wouldn't do that." Maheswari squeezes Kala's fingers. "You're going to be the savior for everyone, stay strong huh?"
In the stillness of the forest and the almost awkward atmosphere, a loud roar rattled the jungle sourced from the door of the tavern that was thrown powerfully inward before crumbling into small fragments. Kala clearly saw the incident, where he also saw the shop owner's grandmother who was thrown along with the door.
The grandmother immediately got up, her facial water showing a high degree of fear and vigilance. Both Kala and Maheswari pulled out guns. Kala pulled out a machete and did not intend to wear the kris.
"Run you! Run!" the grandmother snapped to Kala and Maheswari, "beyond many strong people."
Kala had no intention of running away, he could not see this grandmother die because of the people out there. Whatever the reason, Kala would not let the grandmother just die. Then he shook his head. Maheswari nodded in agreement.
"No! Nah! You guys should go." The grandmother began to be able to regulate her airway. "They're looking for me, not you. But if you're still here, then come die with me!"
Kala is determined, the guts are not small. However, could he know who was at fault in this matter? Wasn't Kala supposed to defend the right, what if this grandmother was wrong? Not to mention the martial world that is so dangerous if he made the wrong decision just a little.
"Know, Kala!" the teacher said at night when Kala was in endurance training with bare-chested at the top of the Loro Twins. "If you enter the jungle, you will find many options. Whatever your choice, it will have repercussions in the future. There are two consequences for which you are certain, my disciple.
"The first thing is that you get good relations from those who think you have helped, of course you will get support in the future if you get into trouble. And the second is that you get enmity. It is this enmity, Kala, who is always dissatisfied with suing the victim. Suppose you kill an artist, who turns out to have a disciple, then that disciple will demand your death for the death of his teacher. And if only what you killed was his student, then his teacher would come to demand your death for self-respect."
What if Kala was involved in this matter, he would be met with grudges from the teacher or student of his enemy? Wouldn't it interfere with his long journey as a Garuda Knight or even stop him?
At first they just looked at the grandmother, but when they realized the presence of Kala and Maheswari, they turned their eyes away. They stared at Kala with only a glance and made sure the skinny boy was harmless, but Maheswari was stared at by them.
"Well, look who came here!" said one of the men in a lewd tone.
"Are you lost, young lady? Here, let uncle take you home." The others spoke while twisting their whiskers.
Maheswari was furious, he was about to strike in the face. When he immediately held it, he saw that the two men had a middle-level Pranic Foundation practice, rather difficult to fight two at once. Not to mention, it seemed like there were several other artists standing guard in front.
"Please you!" maheswari shouted loudly, but the two men laughed loudly again.
"What do you mean you came here?" kala.
"It's none of your business, boy!"
Then one of those with longer whiskers said, "We take this girl and then our business is done. How, Rasaweni?"
"Step over my fucking corpse!!!"
The grandmother named Rasaweni attacked with his bare hands. His palms pointed straight at the faces of the two men. Although the movement is quite fast, Kala can catch Rasaweni movement has a lot of gaps, especially in the abdomen. Nor will his attack have much impact on the target. So one of the men swung his leg and easily pushed the defeated Rasaweni down.
The grandmother hit the wall and spewed fresh blood. From the look on his face, it has been seen that Rasaweni will not be able to attack like that again.
"Well! Rasaweni, don't you realize you're old? Don't interfere in the affairs of the youth, or you'll die under my kicks."
Rasaweni was unexpectedly not afraid to even spit in the direction of the man who spoke like that. The spitting out of a warrior is certainly different from the spitting out of an ordinary human. The facility was capable of a hard slap on the face that was now so crimson.
In anger, the man attacked the grandmother with greater force than before. Kala who felt responsible without a second thought immediately hit the legs firmly. His body floated in the air, as Kala also pulled the blade of the machete from its sheath. In this case, Kala pitted speed against the now weak grandmother's assailant, and in this case also Kala is superior thanks to the science of lightening his body which although basic science but has a steady mastery.
Kala swung his machete straight towards the man's arm, his second body still in the air at that moment. At first Kala thought if only the machete managed to hit the target, then the attacking man's hand would be muffled terpapas machete. However, the assumption was wrong, which even then the cleaver split into two after colliding with the arm.
Although Kala's machete split in two, but he managed to save the grandmother from a deadly attack.
The two return to the floor after a fight. They were dragged a little far from each other. The attacker looked at Kala with a look of disbelief, but he did not have time to think because Maheswari began to pound him.
His friend who had been silent had finally regained consciousness and was about to come forward to help his friend, but his body was pushed hard when Kala attacked him with a tread attack. Just like his friend, he looked at Kala with a look of disbelief.
How could such an innocuous thin young boy have turned out to be storing such a huge amount of inner power? The two men knew that Kala had muscles that almost enveloped his body, but they could not see any signs that Kala was a dangerous artist.
Even for Kala himself did not believe in the abilities he had not expected all this time. Very quickly his courage was gathered thanks to the confidence afterwards. His eyes stared intently at the stocky man he had just hit.
"You touch him with a strand of his hair, so don't expect to get out alive."
"Dare you fight the Iron Tiger Padepokan?!" The attacker replied a little stuttering, Kala's words had honestly frightened her.
Kala did not respond, he jerked his legs again, continued attacking. His body was already in the air and his footprint stretched forward as if splitting the air.
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note:
Please leave just one woman like Maheswari for sahayağŸ˜