"Ha ha ha... kill all of you Pasirwatu dogs!" there was a thunderous sound as the rain of arrows stopped.
You can see a young man with a tall, straight body standing on a large pile of stones. In his right hand he held a bow. While at his waist hung an empty arrow pouch. He was so arrogant as he stood with his back to the sun.
His eyes were sharp looking at the corpses of the soldiers of the Pasirwatu Kingdom. Suddenly he threw away his bow, and with agile movements, both hands drew a short, three-edged spear tucked from his waist. He is Rakawigirang.

There is a reason for Rakawigirang to completely slaughter the Pasirwatu soldiers. Five years ago, the princess of the Pasirwatu Kingdom was held in a contest. It turned out that this young man named Rakawigirang also took part in the competition. But he can be defeated by the contested princess. Indeed, the princess was a powerful person. Apparently from that incident Rakawigirang harbored a grudge.
"Who will defend the dogs of Pasirwatu? Show your face!" shouted Rakawigirang arrogantly challenging.
"Rakawigirang, your behavior is disgusting!" the reply sounded growling, followed by the appearance of a young man dressed strictly in white.
"Oh, apparently there are still rotten Pasirwatu rats," Rakawigirang smiled sarcastically when he saw Sarmapala appear.
Sarmapala, one of the main servants with the position of head of the army

Kingdom of Pasirwatu. His heart is angry saw the brutal massacre that do Rakawigirang. More words-words that ejected from the mouth Rakawigirang really hurts the ear."I'll tear your mouth, Rakawigirang!"
Sarmapala growled.
"Come on! Take out your weapons!" challenge Rakawigirang.
"There's no need to use weapons against you!"
Rakawigirang immediately slipped the two three-pointed spears back into his waist, then shot into the air and made two flips. Her feet planted sweetly on the ground five steps ahead of Sarmapala.
"You came here of course to find Cupu Manik Tunjung Biru, didn't you? Well, before that, face me first!" said Rakawigirang arrogantly.
"Get ready!" Sarmapala snorted reluctantly.

His lips were not yet dry when he said those words, Sarmapala immediately opened his barehanded moves. Meanwhile, Rakawigirang seemed to be standing quietly with sharp eyes watching every development of Sarmapala's empty-handed stance. His lips curved into a thin smile. It was no longer strange for him to face these moves, because he had faced them against Rasmala's daughter from the Pasirwatu Kingdom five years ago. Of course Sarmapala also got the same source.
If the proud princess were here, it would not be certain that she would be able to defeat Rakawigirang again. For five years Rakawigirang deepened his knowledge. Especially now that he is learning new knowledge that is more powerful and reliable.
"Hold attack!" shouted Sarmapala suddenly.

Simultaneously, Sarmapala's feet moved quickly, jumping to lunge at Rakawigirang. Still in a position on the ground, he moved his feet quickly towards the opponent's body parts.
Rakawigirangyang already Knowing those movements beforehand, he only tilted his body slightly left and right to avoid the opponent's leg slashes. Not the slightest bit shifted his feet.
Sarmapala's first attack failed miserably. Immediately opening a new attack with the second moment. This time Sarmapala's body was tilted to the right. One leg bent. Quickly, his right hand grabbed the opponent's head.
The quick and sudden change of attack was unexpected by Rakawigirang. He was startled, then quickly lowered his head. But unexpectedly, Sarmapala's right leg who bent quickly kicking forward.
"Demon!" snorted Rakawigirang fiercely. Their distance is so close and notmaybe Rakawigirang dodged it.
Forced to swing his hand to hit the kick.
thump!
Hard collision occurred between the hands and feet. Instantly Rakawigirang jumped backwards twice. His lips twitched against the excruciating pain in his hand.
"Stump pig, take out your gun!" cursed Rakawigirang while grinning. Luckily his hand bones weren't broken. Just a little bruise.
"I told you, there's no need to use weapons against you," Sarmapala said coldly.
"Satan! Don't regret it if you die at the point of my weapon!" growled Rakawigirang as he pulled a short, three-pointed stick from his waist.

"Ha ha ha... even small children won't be afraid of your toys!" mocked Sarmapala.
"Hiyaa...!" Rakawigirang could no longer contain his anger. Immediately he jumped with two weapons in his hands drawn forward.
Sarmapala soared high into the air avoiding the charge that was like a raging bull. The tip of Rakawigirang's weapon missed a few hairs under Sarmapala's feet. Twice he flipped in the air, then landed behind Rakawigirang.
"I do not care!! Hahahaha!" snapped Rakawigirang. Quickly his body spun.
One point of the spear threatens the stomach while the other spear is aimed at the neck. Sarmapala, who had just landed on the ground, immediately bounced back several spears to avoid the fast attack
"Demon!" snorted Sarmapala. "Five years of rapid progress."

Not to mention that Sarmapala breathed a little, the next attack came again. Sarmapala could only dodge and jump to avoid every opponent's attack. But until after five moves, Rakawigirang had not touched Sarmapala's body with the point of his weapon. Sarmapala's movement is really quick to dodge every successive and dangerous attack.
However, after ten moves, it seemed that Sarmapala was starting to get pushed back. Several times he had to fall up and down to avoid the opponent's weapon that almost stabbed him. Rakawigirang really didn't give the opponent a chance to breathe. He pressed on with his deadly moves.
Bret!
Suddenly the tip of Rakawigirang's weapon succeeded in tearing Sarmapala's clothes. The young man was not surprised. He quickly jumped high into the air, and drew his sword.

"Good! I'm reluctant to kill an opponent without holding a weapon!" cried Rakawigirang.
Actually, Sarmapala was reluctant to use weapons. But because the opponent's attacks were very dangerous, he had to take out his weapon. Like it or not, he had to endure the shame of having underestimated his opponent earlier.
Now the battle begins to balance. Sarmapala no longer had to fall up and down to avoid attacks. Even now the attacks look ferocious. In just a moment, twenty steps had passed. But so far no one seems desperate.
"Watch your head!" shouted Sarmapala suddenly. Quickly slashed his sword towards the opponent's head. Sarmapala's sword slash was so fast that Rakawigirang had no other choice. He also quickly raised a weapon to protect the head.

Trang!
The two weapons collided violently, causing sparks to glow. Rakawigirang's hands were shaking violently. Not to mention the shock was gone, suddenly Sarmapala spun his sword and....
Bret!
"Ah!" Rakawigirang shrieked.
Blood flowed from the torn stomach scratched by the tip of Sarmapala's sword. Rakawigirang quickly jumped two fathoms back. He winced at the pain in his stomach. Blood continued to seep into his clothes.
"Demon!" growled Rakawigirang fiercely. "You can't even fight Gusti Putri
able, let alone fight me?"
Sarmapala scoffed.
Rakawigirang snorted furiously. After punching several pathways of blood around its abdomen, it attacked again fiercely. Sarmapala is not now hesitate again. He competed with Rakawigirang with sword moveshis death. Fight back going on exciting.
Right on the fiftieth moment, Sarmapala changed his style. His sword was pulled aside, as if giving the opponent freedom to stab his empty body. This was used by Rakawigirang who was already in a frenzy of anger.
Quickly stabbed both weapons to the stomach and chest. Everyone who saw it would have thought that Sarmapala had deliberately killed himself by using his defensive moves. But what happened next?
Trang! Trang!
Just as the points of Rakawigirang's weapons were about to reach their target, Sarmapala suddenly leaned back. In that state of being tilted backwards, Sarmapala's arms, which were originally outstretched, suddenly moved quickly pointed his sword from the bottom up.
"Ah" shouted Rakawigirang surprised Rakawigirang was impossible
drew his gun again. Sarmapala freely slapped the two short, three-pronged spears flying into the air. Not to mention the shock was gone, as fast as lightning Sarmapala made a half turn on his sword. And....
"Aaaa...!" Rakawigirang screamed shrillly
The tip of Sarmapala's sword managed to penetrate Rakawigirang's chest and penetrated his back. With a snort, Sarmapala swung his leg kicking the opponent's body which had been pierced by a sword. Rakawigirang was thrown back along with the sword being pulled out of his body. Fresh blood spurted from Rakawigirang's body.

Rakawigirang lay lifeless again. Sarmapala stood straight staring at his opponent's body which had become a corpse. After cleaning the blade from blood stains, he put the sword into the scabbard on his back.
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Sarmapala stepped lightly. His eyes looked around. He knew perfectly well that around him were hidden figures of the martial arts jungle, both black and white. And of course they had witnessed the fight earlier. But it seems like Sarmapala doesn't care. His steps continued to swing towards the Forbidden Cave.
But just three feet stepped about three spears, suddenly in front of him slid a green shadow, which then stopped in front of him. It turned out that the shadow was a Green Klabang who had stood aghast in a defiant manner.
"It's not time for you to step there, child of the devil," said the Green Klabang coldly.
"Hm, apparently the Green Klabang is still curious," Sarmapala muttered.

"I'm not satisfied if I haven't broken your neck!"
"Go ahead if you can." "Prepare to die, devil child!
My grandson's soul that you desecrated is not satisfied if you are not dead in my hands!"
After saying this, the Green Klabang immediately cast the 'Kala Wisa' spell. Sarmapala was sure that his opponent this time was not playing games anymore to use his supernatural powers. That's why he didn't take it lightly, immediately prepared the spell 'Thunder Geni', a spell that was quite powerful.
Two people who have personal problems are ready with their respective supernatural powers. And actually Klabang Green went to Bukit Batok just to meet Sarmapala. Green Klabang knows very well that this one human is very crazy about heirlooms that have high power. Apart from that, Sarmapala also likes to study supernatural powers. No wonder he is always leaving his duties as head of the royal army just because he wanted to fulfill his ambition.
Green Klabang has never been interested in Cupu Manik Tunjung Biru. He knew that the heirloom belonged to Grandfather Resi Suralaga who died several years ago. Klabang Green also knew that the late old character had a granddaughter and a male student who was appointed as his grandson. So it is certain that Cupu Manik Tunjung Biru must fall into the hands of his grandchildren as the legal heir.
"Aji 'Kala Wisa'!" "Aji 'Thunder Geni'!"
Two loud screams sounded almost at the same time, followed by the flight of two bodies complete with their respective powers. The Green Klabang glides swiftly with both palms open forward. Meanwhile, Sarmapala jumped forward with both hands clenched into fists. until at One point in the air, two pairs of hands meet.
Let!
A loud explosion occurred followed by the scattering of colorful sparks in all directions. He rolled several spears.
Meanwhile Sarmapala bounced no less far. His back hit a large rock until it shattered into pieces. Dust billowed from the crushed stone. Sarmapala lay between the scattered stones and touched his body. From the mouth, nose, and ears came black thick blood. Slowly he tried to get up. But just woke up a little, from his mouth again spewed thick black blood. Sarmapala tried to sit up, and immediately took a stance to meditate.
Another case with the Green Klabang. After rolling on the ground a few times, he quickly headed straight take a meditative position. From the corners of his lips also flowed thick black blood. However, his condition was not as bad as Sarmapala.
By channeling pure air throughout the body, it wasn't long before the Green Klabang energy recovered. Still in a cross-legged position, his body lifted up and moved forward to approach Sarmapala who had opened his eyes.
"Damn!" snorted Sarmapala when his opponent had returned to attack with his legs crossed.
Quickly pull his left hand up, then slowly down, his right hand crossed over his chest with an open palm. Slowly his body also lifted up.
Wow!
Klabang Green whipped his hands forward when he was close to Sarmapala. And along with that, Sarmapala pushed his two palms forward. Again two pairs of themed palms But this time not accompanied by an explosion. They both pressed together. Their bodies were also as far as arrowheads above the ground.
Changes began to appear on the faces of the two people. It was so tense. White smoke billowed from the tightly fused palms. The two bodies that were still floating on the ground were slowly moving around. The longer the spin, the faster. What is visible now is only a shadow rotating at one point.
"Aaaa...!" suddenly there was a pitiful scream.
A moment later, a body appeared to have bounced off the rapidly rotating circle. It turned out to be Sarmapala's body. He floundered for a moment, then remained motionless again. His entire body was scorched like it was on fire.

Meanwhile, Klabang Green was sitting on the ground still meditating. His hands together tightly in front of the chest. Visible from the wrist to the palm red like blood. He meditated for quite a while, until gradually the red color on his hands faded, and disappeared completely. The Green Klabang opened its eyes, took a few deep breaths, and stood up. His eyes caught sight of Sarmapala's charred corpse lying on the ground.
"Guntur Geri's magic is really great," Klabang Green muttered, praising the supernatural powers of his opponent who had died.
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