KNIGHTS OF MANAH VALLEY
Seru

His body temperature was hot, but shivering cold. His body was limp as if he had no energy, even to stand up he could not. Often coughing to bleed.

The unknown man also gave drugs at a price that was expensive until the treasure of Rama's mother was drained, because there was no one who could cure Rama's mother's illness.

While Rama's father had been killed a year ago while escorting King Brahma Wijaya who visited the Duchy of Kabaman and attacked by a band of robbers. Rama's father was one of the royal courtiers.

“Sorry Aunty, emm, may I hold Aunt's left wrist!” exclaim Manah Valley which was welcomed by the hand of Rama's mother.

“Can I see Aunt's neck!” the Valley of Manah was again accompanied by the mother of Rama who showed her bluish neck.

“Not wrong again, this is a black shackle poison,” lirih Manah Valley tells the illness of Rama's mother.

“Rama please get a jar filled with water and a cup filled with water!” pinta Valley of Manah to Rama who stood behind him.

“Good brother, wait a minute!” Rama ran to the rear to pick up what the Valley of Manah had asked.

Soon Rama returned with what the Valley of Manah asked for.

“Auntie, please sit for a while back to me. Rama please put that water-filled jar in front of mom!” the command of the Valley of Manah was directly carried out by Rama.

Rama's mother sat cross-legged in front of the Manah Valley, then the young man pointed his middle finger and index finger around the back of Rama's mother slowly. Little by little the Valley of Manah pierced his two fingers on the back of Rama's mother.

And every now and then, the Manah Valley used the profound energy flowing in his right hand. When the finger prick of the Manah Valley reached below the nape of Rama's mother's neck, the young man slightly snapped his finger, Rama's mother spewing out a blackish-red blood that instantly filled the water-filled jars in front of him.

Then Rama's mother gargled with white water that had been prepared by Rama.

“Aunt drink! This is a body recovery herb!” pinta Valley Manah while offering pieces of bamboo segments taken from his inner pocket.

“Thank you for Valley!” rama's mother lies back on her bed.

“Iya Aunty, equally. Tomorrow Bibi can move as usual!” exclaim Manah Valley smile.

However, his smile turned into panic and held his head with his two hands, then said, “oh, no! I have to anu, uh, the match!”

“Valley please say goodbye to Auntie, Rama, drugs!” he shouted while running out of Rama's house and waved his hands without looking back.

The Manah Valley ran using its cannura while lightening its body, the young man rushed towards the arena of the match.

***

The atmosphere in the arena of the game is getting crowded because of the large number of spectators who arrive, to meet around the outside of the area. The next fight is also not too balanced, because the level of knowledge of the two participants is different by a difference of up to three levels.

“Fifth fight, Kanthil from White Spear College against Barani from White Sword College!” patih Ragas called both participants.

Kanthil and Barani headed towards the fighting arena from different angles. The two bowed their bodies saluting, and bowed to the king.

After the referee gestured, the fight began. Barani drained a deep energy in his right hand, the young man darted quickly and landed behind Kanthil.

Kanthil who was about to pull out his sword suddenly hit on his back until thrown ten steps out of the arena with blood coming out of his mouth.

Initially, all the spectators fell silent widening their eyes at what was happening. Barani sped off at lightning speed, without Kanthil noticing, Barani was already behind him. The king was also surprised to see Barani's style.

“Ohh, how fast is that young man!” the king spoke to himself.

However, their level of canoecraft differed by three levels, which made Kanthil easily defeated. Barani is at the level of early stage Madyo, while Kanthil is at the level of early stage Andhap.

“Only once attack him win, this is a candidate for champion!” said one of the spectators.

“I also didn't see it move behind the girl, the movement is very fast!” just another audience.

“Barani, you are great,” shouted the other audience again.

Barani returned to her seat after saluting the king and also waving to the audience, she greeted Rahmawati with a smile.

“The next fight, which is the sixth fight. Gantala from Wulung Bamboo College against Prajalana from Thousand Dew Village!” patih Ragas exclaimed focused attention from many spectators.

Gantala entered the fighting arena with both hands waving to the audience as if she would win easily. In contrast to Prajalana who seemed to walk calmly. The two participants bowed their heads saluting each other and bowed to the king.

“Ready, start!” patih Ragas.

Both participants carried swords. Prajalana with a thin sword has two very sharp eyes. While Gantala is more like a machete, because the sword is wide and has one sharp eye.

Gantala darted towards Prajalana with his machete from top to bottom. Prajalana fended off holding the sword hilt with both hands, the young man was slightly pushed back as a result of Gantala's slash which did have a large body.

Prajalana leapt while salto backward and threw the sword towards Gantala. The slow-moving Gantala was unable to avoid the slashing of Prajalana's sword.

SRETT

Gantala's outer right leg was struck by Prajalana's sword. Blood dripped which made Gantala grimace in pain.

“I give up,” said Gantala with a bow holding his right leg.

“What are you doing Gantala!” gerutu Ki Pethuk Cemeng from his seat.

“What!“ shouted one of the spectators who often commented since the beginning of the fight.

“How can, win with one sword throw. Wow, this is great,” said the other audience again.

“Winner Prajalana from Thousand Dew Village!” patih Ragas exclaimed with shouting and applause from the audience.

The king clapped his hands to see Prajalana. Gantala received treatment from several soldiers who served on the edge of the fighting arena. Prajalana returned to his seat after saluting the king without waving to the audience.

“Fight to seven, Ni Luh Jayanti from Sacred Soul College against Girl Scatter!” patih Ragas who hid Wulan's identity.

Wulan deliberately wears a veil-like face cover so that it is not recognized by anyone, except her father who witnessed from the highest throne in this battle area.

The audience cheered and applauded.

“Wah, the next participant is female,” said a spectator.

“Girls Scared, you definitely win!” shouted another audience who often commented.

“May you win Ni Luh!” wanapati exclaimed to encourage her friend.

Ni Luh walked forward with the thumbs of his right hand on Wanapati. Followed Wulan towards the arena from the opposite corner to Ni Luh.

“Start!” patih Ragas.