KNIGHTS OF MANAH VALLEY
Arrivals

They bowed to the king, then bowed to pay respect to each other, they both still remained silent in their respective places. They were ten steps away and were still face to face with each other.

“It's been more than some time, do you two want this to go on?” patih Ragas surprised the two of them.

Wulan advanced first, the princess darted directing a punch of her right hand. Ni Luh fended off as well with his right hand while taking a few steps back.

As Wulan's foot landed, the girl launched a kick with her right leg. However, it could still be fended off by Ni Luh with both hands crossed in front of her body.

Ni Luh took the initiative forward, darting his punch to the face of Wulan alternating right and left hands, but Wulan was able to deflect it, also with his right and left hands while stepping backward.

Now changed Wulan attacked, his hands pointing to the face of Ni Luh alternating right and left. Back Ni Luh could also fend off with his right and left hands accompanied by a few steps back.

“May you win, my daughter,” the wail of King Brahma Wijaya from his throne.

“A very good fight,” said one of the spectators.

“Come Girl Scared, you definitely won,” shouted another audience again who often commented.

Both appear balanced after buying and selling kicks and punches. Although only with basic martial movements, but both of them master it well.

Long enough Wulan and Ni Luh exchanged attacks, colliding punches and kicks that made their fight different from most other participants.

Ni Luh read Wulan's attack pattern well. So was Wulan, the princess was able to read Ni Luh's attacks just as well.

“How did I beat him,” Wulan looked at Ni Luh.

“He was great too,” Ni Luh said.

Again they looked at each other within ten steps by taking the horses. Wulan took out a fan that might be his weapon. Ni Luh who saw her opponent using a weapon, the girl pulled out the sword from her nest.

Wulan shot towards Ni Luh with a flick of her small fan, Ni Luh parried with her sword. The girl was shocked, Wulan's fan seemed to be made of steel plates that were deliberately designed to be Wulan's weapon.

Ni Luh started using her nurse—The Dance of the Iled Flowers, with a twist, contorting her body attacking Wulan. Now Wulan could not read Ni Luh's attack pattern, until the difficulty and retreated several steps because it repelled Ni Luh's attack.

Their power began to drain after a while of fighting. Now Wulan used her nurse, flicking the fan towards Ni Luh from a distance of ten steps. From the fan came out several flat steel plates like blades without handles that shot out quickly.

Ni Luh was startled and parried with her sword, for a while the girl managed to fend off Wulan's flat blade by turning the sword in front of her.

SRETT

Nahas to Ni Luh, the girl was hit by a slight scratch on her left arm after Wulan threw her last flat steel plate. Ni Luh dodged too late and followed with a Wulan smile.

“Good, soon the poison will spread. You'll be paralyzed for a while!” exclaimed Wulan smiling from behind her veil.

“What! So—!” Ni Luh was unable to continue his words because his body began to feel stiff.

Wulan's poison began to spread on Ni Luh's body, the girl kneeling holding her injured left arm with her right hand after releasing the sword from her grasp.

Wulan approached Ni Luh and pointed her fan which, if folded into a knife-like shape, into Ni Luh's neck. Ni Luh just closed his eyes.

“Winner Girl Scared!” patih Ragas shouted accompanied by shouts and applause from the audience.

“So! He's wearing poison!” lirih Ki Pethuk Cemeng who noticed Wulan from the bench of the match participants.

“The eighth fight, the last fight of the first round. Suropati from Tritis Village against Manah Valley from Kedhung Wuni Village!” shouts Patih Ragas.

Suropati lightened his body when he entered the arena of the match, accompanied by the screams and applause of the spectators who called his name. On the other hand the Manah Valley has not been seen around the arena of the match.

“Brother of Manah Valley, please advance to the arena,” continued Patih Ragas.

All the spectators were silent, the atmosphere of the arena was silent. Jayadipa and Wanapati looked at each other, they did not think that the young man who had died, also took part in the match between young warriors.

Jayadipa and Wanapati took the initiative to approach the referee, and informed him that the Manah Valley had been killed by falling into the abyss. Because they both also know about the news circulating in his village.

Patih Ragas walked towards the committee and discussed for a moment about the participants on behalf of the Manah Valley.

“But, according to the committee, there was a young man who registered himself with the name!” patih Ragas exclaimed to Jayadipa shortly after discussing with the committee.

“What!” Jayadipa widened his eyes. “What is the same name? In my opinion, there is only one young man named Manah Valley in our village!”

The audience still did not understand what was going on. The king turned his head to the right and left to find out where the young man named Manah Valley was.

“Wah, what is this!” said one of the spectators.

“Pardon me, I informed you that the Manah Valley brothers had died a month ago. He fell into the abyss and his body has not been found until now!”

Finally Patih Ragas explained to the entire audience of the match.

The entire audience showed shocked facial expressions, not expecting one of the participants to have died. The king covered his face with both palms.

“Alright, because the Manah Valley brothers could not keep up with this match. So Suropati will be peme—!”

“Wait—!”

Unfinished Patih Ragas continued his words, suddenly a young man jumped the arena fence as high as three fathoms and flew over the audience then landed into the arena of the match right behind Patih Ragas.

“I'm the Valley of Manah!” said a young man who was none other than the Valley of Manah.

A voice familiar to Jayadipa and long inaudible, now heard again. Jayadipa looked back and stood facing the voice of the man.

“Valley! Are you really Manah Valley!” jayadipa exclaimed in surprise widening his eyes.

“Yes, it's me Manah Valley!” answer the Valley of Manah firmly.

Jayadipa hugged the Manah Valley after running from beside the referee, followed by shouts and applause from the audience who welcomed the arrival of the last participants of the match between young warriors.

Various questions were asked from the mouth of Jayadipa and also Wanapati who wanted to know the story of the Manah Valley, to be able to survive the very deep and famous Arip-Arip Gap mystical.

“Emm, already, already, later I tell you everything. Now let me fight first!” said the Manah Valley stopped the shock of his two friends.

“Hahaha, did I not mishear, do you not have the science of kanuragan!” sahut Wanapati laughs and hits the head of Manah Valley.

“Aduh, we'll see!” close the Valley of Manah holding his head.