KNIGHTS OF MANAH VALLEY
Keraton Agung Sejagat (10)

With a not-so-fast movement, the empty-handed swordsman attacked the Manah Valley using his two hard hands.

The body of the Manah Valley floated upwards, taking one hit from its opponent. Not until landing, the young man's body again received the Iron Fist from the empty-handed swordsman. The Manah Valley is sprawled with its mouth bleeding.

The Manah Valley tried to rise, but the swordsman immediately shot towards the young man by raining endless blows alternating right and left hands that were hard like iron coated.

“Valley!” yelled Wulan worried about the state of Manah Valley. “How is it, train!”

“Leave it, Princess. I believe in that young man!” sahut Patih Ragas believes that Manah Valley is fine. “In the near future will also definitely make a surprise!”

“Valley!” lirih Sekar saw the state of the Manah Valley and was about to run closer to the young man, but was prevented by Araka.

“Don't Sekar, it's dangerous!” sahut Araka held Sekar's hand. “I'm sure Valley will be fine!”

In another corner, Jayadipa said nothing, the young man was sure that the Manah Valley would use its strange style again.

However, just after the empty-handed swordsman stopped his attack, the swordsman looked surprised to see the Manah Valley's body coated in a green-colored liquid. Yes, the young man activated the style of Buto Ijo—Green Sheath Stone.

Although the body of the Manah Valley was showered with Iron Fists, but the young man did not feel any effect considering the Iron Fist came from the inner power. Unlike the attack of the Eyeang Rahpati who was able to penetrate the green liquid belonging to the Manah Valley. It contains natural energy.

“What! How did you—!”

“Yes, as you can see!” said the Valley of Manah cut off the words of his opponent who widened his eyes. “Life Gate! Open!”

“Look, coach!” exclaimed Wulan who watched the battle of Manah Valley from a distance.

“True, Mr Princess!” sahut Patih Ragas folded both hands in front of his chest. “Valley coats his body with a strange style!”

The green-colored liquid slowly disappeared entering the pores of the entire body of the Manah Valley, and was now replaced with a black-colored deep energy aura that coated his body.

“Ball of the Universe!”

The young man darted towards the empty-handed swordsman with a movement invisible to his opponent's eyes. The right hand of the Manah Valley was like gripping a dense translucent clear ball as big as an orange.

Noticing his slow movements, the empty-handed swordsman simply crossed his hands in front of his face with a slight bow.

BUKS!

The empty-handed swordsman was thrown ten steps back, rolled over, then came to a halt after his body hit the pillar of one of his lead's lodges. The Manah Valley attack precisely hit both of his arms, which caused a torn wound like it was scratched by hundreds of knives.

***

“Grave of the Sky!”

Wanapati slashed his axe from right to left, followed by a yellow light shot towards his opponent. With a single slash of the sword, Wanapati's attack could be broken by his opponent.

“What's just your ability, young man!” the warrior who carried the sword.

Wanapati threw his axe, then his right hand was like controlling the axe to attack his opponent.

Several slashes of Wanapati's axe could still be fended off by his opponent. Back the young man pulled his axe, and quickly the axe had been grasped.

“Sial! So strong this guy!” lirih Wanapati's.

Wanapati darted towards his opponent, shaking his axe with a vertical movement from top to bottom, like splitting something in front of him. However, again his attack can be repelled with a sword belonging to his opponent, not even shifting a little from his place.

Seeing his friend in trouble, Jayadipa took the initiative to help Wanapati. The young man turned the Kyai Pleret Spear with his right hand, followed by a yellow light shot towards Wanapati's opponent.

Jayadipa's attack can be broken with one slash of the swordsman's sword. Beside Jayadipa—Wanapati saw the gap of his opponent's defense open, the young man threw his axe with deep force.

The torn wound on the swordsman's stomach made him fall staggered with blood flowing from the gaping wound. Again Wanapati caught his axe, shortly after spinning behind his opponent

And what's going on? Again the young man was nauseous as if he wanted to vomit, seeing his opponent's intestines slightly out of the wound he made.

“Ahh this you! Unlike your fiery spirit!” taunting Manah Valley on Wanapati.

***

“Wargean!”

Nata used his manager to throw the third warrior— who was also a vacant swordsman. The young man was spinning at high speed, his body was like being inside a huge ball. And that big ball is the inner energy released by Nata.

The empty-handed swordsman was thrown a few steps and spit blood out of his mouth.

Stand back! The warrior raised his right hand and a machete was within his grasp.

“Death to you boy!” exclaimed the swordsman wagged his machete.

It turned out that the empty-handed swordsman had a machete. Slowly the black flow swordsman began to fight seriously.

A kick landed on Nata's stomach, the young man rolled a few steps and bled out from his mouth. Slowly Nata stood up from his slump, putting on the horses and his eyes turned white with tense muscles around his temple.

“I won't just give up!” lirih the young man.

The black-flow swordsman slashed his machete, but this time drained a large amount of energy. An orange color enveloped the man's machete, in one slash, an orange light shot towards Nata.

Realizing that his opponent was using a stronger stance than before, Nata repelled the attack with his Greatness technique.

WUSH OFF!

Orange light collided with Nata's white Wesaran— generated a shock wave and made smoke dust fly. This time Nata's body was hit back a few steps by creating a groove on the ground where he rested.

Whaaat! The young man still stood.

With a single jolt, Nata made use of the ground as a foothold to dart towards the machete-armed man. One punch landed on the stomach which made the black stream swordsman stagger shifted from his place, but due to his burly body, he was still standing.

In order to use the Eight-Eye Wind Shot, Nata had to shorten the distance with the machete swordsman. However, it was extremely dangerous, considering the manpower in his opponent that was so great.

Seeing the movement of Nata who again approached him with a zig-zag movement, the swordsman shook his machete in all directions. He felt that he had hit Nata, but his attack had left the surrounding huts destroyed in some parts.

THE DYAR DYAR

The sound of the explosion came from the orange light that shot from the black flow swordsman's machete because his attack missed. Not leading to Nata, but instead hit the hut and some wooden fences were also destroyed.

“Sial! Fight manly!” exclaim the black swordsman.

“Alright! I'll accept your attack!” sahut Nata lured his opponent to come closer.

From the front, the machete swordsman darted after utilizing the ground as a foothold. However, instead of preparing to fend off the attack, Nata instead smiled towards the swordsman.

“You're in my strike distance!” nata growled for a moment after his opponent was within three steps in front of him.

“What! How mung—!” The swordsman's words came to a halt after a single blow landed on his stomach.

“Blow Eight Wind Eyes!” nata uses his nurse.