Village Swordsman
The Red Stone Arc of Pomegranates: Maung Bodas I

On the other hand in an open green field where there is one of the large ancient trees that blend together.the surrounding neat trees give a beautiful impression and comfort while here.

Rancabungur village is like a nirvana, and this green field is a training place for villagers to master martial arts silat and maung bodas. sometimes it is also used by residents to hold other major events such as thanksgiving which happens to be held tonight.

Because this year the harvest of the village of Alhamdulillah is very large, as usual the citizens will hold a thanksgiving first before the day after tomorrow will be sent to the Kingdom.

Maung bodas martial arts is the main lesson and must be mastered by the villagers as a provision of self-survival in this world of crime that has been scattered everywhere, and is not the least, except Rancabungur Village itself.

Money that is known to apply to everything becomes worthless in this village because all the more decide to work together in the field of economics and law.

By sharing and understanding each other makes them easier and more comfortable without having to worry about money.all have got their respective tasks that must be done.

In the current report, there are Omar and Ali who are fighting with their two children respectively.

"How about this!"

He gave Ilham a straight stab attack that led to Omar's neck. It should have been a proper attack on him if it was for the layman, but Omar was different, he was a teacher with Ali.

Omar avoided it just by tilting his neck, "It's still slow!" then gave a counterattack centered towards the stomach of Inspiration.

Ilham smiled and dodged it with a slight footstep while making the attack miss by polishing it using his sword.

"That's right, teacher!" the answer.

Omar immediately changed the rhythm of his body movements and attacks to give a series of attacks to Ilham.

But the attack was successfully avoided, in the field, and Ilham until they put their swords together while looking.

"You're still watching my movements?" Omar said it and smiled excitedly.

Ilham returned his smile and replied, "Of course I don't want to make the same mistake over and over again, teacher."

Then he pushed his sword firmly which made Omar's sword bounce behind Ilham.

Omar stared intently and said, "Hoo! you can keep the sword away from the grip of my hand." in a heavy tone.

Quickly in the ability to change the attack pattern as well as Omar, he immediately intended to give a front kick.

"That's because the teacher was quite off guard for a moment!"

But alas, Omar managed to avoid it before Ilham launched his attack by stepping closer and more quickly give his sickle kick.

"Halal kick!" omar said as he was about to launch an attack.

"??"

Inspiration looks surprised and he must hold it. because he did not have time to install a perfect stalk, he decided to change his footsteps and turn back, away until successfully avoided.

Omar's kick had a wind effect that can be seen by the naked eye.it's the First Step: Halal Kick. his powerful kicks with sturdy horses require a great deal of power collected into a single point in his leg area, depending on the type of kick he uses.

It was also the kick that Ilham had wanted to give but was preceded by Omar. Even so, their perfect distance control ability is something that not everyone can. changing the rhythm or pattern of attacks suddenly can result in injury if just a little wrong.

"MaasyaAllah. You're getting more adept at dodging attacks from sudden distances and times" Omar said.

Inspiration smiled, "Alhamdulillah, everything is with the permission of God and I only try with the abilities bestowed on me."

Omar closed his eyes and smiled faintly, "Your words sound beautiful with a graceful feeling of humble heart."

"The beauty really belongs only to Him.I am just a weak servant who lent His strength to Al-Malik."

Ilham threw his sword at Omar and was captured by him, then he took Omar's sword which had been bounced nearby.

The sword they were wearing was called, a sword puma.a sword made from ancient tree trunks that was difficult to break even with a real sword.

"His non-arrogant attitude despite having such abilities, and not being withered by praise was a testament to his authority." Speak in Omar's heart while looking at Ilham.

"Let's move on to round two, teacher!" he strengthened his horses while smiling with eager eyes.

"Yes! you look very confident and excited. I can't wait to see how you fight me this time." he replied and put up his ready position, "The care You give is a very great gift O Lord. Alhamdulillah." said in his heart.

The two looked at each other while saying simultaneously with their respective smiles, "Let's enjoy the fight!".

...*****...

Beside them with a distance of 40 meters, Raj and Ali were fighting but they were without using weapons.

The aura around the two of them was different from the one before. Omar and Ilham exuded an aura of spirit and pleasure enjoying their fight, while both Ali and Raj exuded a cold aura with different atmospheres.

They were just about to start the fight, the leaves that were falling near them were immediately split into two without being touched.

With sharp eyes within 4 meters of their respective positions. Ali still looks relaxed while whistling and smiling a little, in contrast to Raj who from his eyes full of seriousness.

Then each of them saluted, Ali saluted with both hands placed in the middle of his chest and bowed his head while in front of a little hand. and Raj opened his hands wide until they were raised above his head and then in front of his face that was parallel to his forehead and lowered his head.

After saluting Ali put her brother in her right ear, the two of them then walked closer to the distance they only 5 fingers.

"Don't disappoint me!" ali said as he walked closer.

Ali and Raj do some of their opening moves each, and Ali's teacher is ready on his horses.His left leg is bent forward, his right leg is behind with a pass and his body is slightly leaning forward.His right hand in the elbow position is parallel to his shoulder and his left hand attaches their wrist which is parallel to the ear.

Raj himself put his wrists on his forehead and his legs began to open wide along with his arms were opened wide and raised until his hands were parallel to his ears and his horses were as strong as the position of an eagle or rather a phoenix.

(position of Raj's horses and Ali's teacher)

Ali smiled, "You ready?"

"I'm always ready!"

Without warning Raj immediately began to attack him by kicking the lower leg of Ali but managed to avoid it, he continued his attack by turning his body to give a sickle kick centered on the chest of Ali, he continued his attack, but his kick was successfully held with both hands.

"Is that all?" Ali raises his eyebrows and smiles thinly, Raj grieves.

Raj then launches his punch with his right hand and Ali fends it off with his left. Then Ali counter-attacks by punching Raj in the stomach using his right hand, Raj holds him back with his left hand.

Ali who saw the gap tried to give a sickle kick with his left foot that leads to Raj's face.

He dodged Ali's sickle kick by retreating backwards, and at that time Ali stepped forward by turning his body to repeat his sickle kick that should have hit Raj.

"?"

With his reflexes and perfectly controlled distance made it easy to avoid him, he lowered his body towards the back.

"What!" Ali's eyes were a little surprised.

With a quick and sharp gaze he counterattacked, two kicks forward while jumping a small held back by Ali even though his position almost harmed him.

Raj goes on, delivering a barrage of punches to ali mercilessly.His face looks serious with his cold eyes.

"I admit, your punches and moves are good!"

He said while dodging, restraining, and fending off the punch that was aimed at him.

"But ...."

Before long Ali broke Raj's punch and gave a hard punch to him right in the middle of his chest. Raj did not have time to hold it with both hands but only with a few fingers of his fingers.

*creek

Raj's finger sounds while holding the attack.

"Every blow is so hollow and predictable even though it is fast! that's how I feel."

Raj was hit back about five meters from the starting point he was hit by the attack.

"That!" he grieves.

He was visibly irritated by his increasingly sharp gaze.even though his index, middle and right fingers turned blue due to the impact of the attack, he did not feel pain and looked ordinary to him.

"Learn from before, Raj!"

Said Ali who was intending to provoke. Raj clenched his hands tightly until his veins were clearly visible and his muscles hardened.

If only he had not held it back even with a few fingers and immediately maintained stability and strengthened his horses again, he should have been pushed back up to 15 meters further.it was the fourth step: Blow of Wind.

Almost the same as the halal kick.This style gathers all the energy into one point that is so dense and strong.

The difference is, this style takes the same time as a gust of wind to perfect the outer point along with the inside into a tremendous blob of energy.

The impact is able to strike directly into the nerves of the network of consciousness and the power of human endurance that flows from head to toe which is referred to as, JD (deep tissue).

"Come! we're just getting started. You can still go on, right?"

ali said as he moved his fingers to get Raj close, attacking him.

Raj immediately shot from his place to destroy the ground from his footrest. So fast he darted to be next to Ali and gave a punch. casually and as expected, Ali smiled and held him back.

"It's not always fast that makes you win."

He then gave a second blow from below which was again held easily by Ali.

"But tranquility will lead you to win.remember that!" he looked straight into Raj's eyes.

Raj does not answer him and remains focused on delivering attack after attack. he kicks back, sweeps down, front blows, side blows, elbow down, punch up, punch up, until the air kick he gave but Ali avoided it casually.

Until finally they collided with each other's blows without stopping.

"Do you think you can beat me with your always-so attack?"

Ali added the elbow kick on the sidelines of their punch which was held back by Raj.

"I've trained you and know your every move for over 10 years. All your weak points and advantages are something that I generally understand."

The two of them gave the best attack, there was when Ali was hit by Raj's front kick and was met with a front punch, he said, receiving and replying to attack after attack while changing the rhythm of footsteps is also the pattern of attacks they continue to do.