KNIGHTS OF MANAH VALLEY
Round Two (2)

However, Pramasala was still able to fend off with his sword and pushed Wanapati up to stagger a few steps back. They looked at each other from ten steps away. Premasala started using his nurse.

“Black Swordsman!”

Pramasala slashed his sword from top to bottom, as if slashing something in front of him, followed by the exit of ten round-shaped black light extending as large as the index finger of an adult darted rapidly towards Wanapati.

“Grave of the Sky!”

Wanapati shook his axe from right to left, followed by a yellow light shot towards Pramasala.

DYARS

There was a powerful explosion due to the collision of the two forces in them that made the arena tremble with thick smoke billowing.

“Who is the winner, I can't see, this smoke is too thick,” exclaimed one of the spectators.

King Brahma looked a little tense watching the fight this time by occasionally biting his right thumb nail. Meanwhile, the Manah Valley could still see clearly despite the thick smoke enveloping the fighting arena.

“It's okay, emm, they're still standing,” Manah Valley said.

“What! Really!” sahut Jayadipa's.

The two remained standing after the smoke disappeared with applause from the audience. They seem balanced because they both have the science of Andhap level of final stage canuragan.

“You are quite good too,” exclaimed Pramasala who is ready to launch the next attack.

“Million Swords of Steady!”

Pramasala slashed the sword from right to left accompanied by the release of a thousand black colored lights that shot towards Wanapati.

Wanapati poured the power inside on the axe he held, and by exerting all his inner strength, the young man slashed his axe from right to left.

“Grave of the Sky!” wanapati said followed by ten yellow lights shot horizontally towards Pramasala.

BLARS

The second explosion was more powerful than before, causing tremors around the battle arena and thick dust smoke to billow. Pramasala's black light vanished because of Wanapati's yellow light and left only a few that still shot towards Wanapati.

However, Wanapati's yellow light continued to shoot quickly and hit Pramasala's body. The sword youth was pushed by the yellow light belonging to Wanapati, until it was dragged out of the fighting arena.

Without Wanapati noticing, one black attack of Pramasala's remaining one also shot towards him, but at an ever-diminishing speed.

Wanapati was hit by a black light attack on his left arm. Stabbing from the front pokes through to the back, followed by blood coming out of the wound.

“Who's the winner, I can't see. This smoke is thicker than before!” said one of the spectators.

King Brahma grew increasingly tense watching the second explosion. He seemed to be moving a little from his throne.

Wanapati was still standing with her left arm slightly covered in blood after the dust cloud disappeared.

While Pramasala slammed out of the arena fell on his back in front of the audience bench which was more than fifty steps away on the lips of the fighting arena with his clothes torn.

“Wanapati Winner from Sacred Soul College!” patih Ragas shouted accompanied by applause and shouts from the audience.

King Brahma also clapped his hands to watch a very tense fight.

Pramasala also received treatment, the young man was stretchered by several soldiers and headed to the treatment room. Manah Valley, Jayadipa and Ni Luh who were worried about Wanapati's state, they rushed to the treatment room to make sure the condition of his friend.

“Are you okay Wanapati?” exclaiming the Manah Valley asked Wanapati shortly after entering the treatment room.

“It looks like I'm okay Valley, this is just a small wound,” Wanapati replied slightly hiding her pain.

The Manah Valley tried to examine the wound on Wanapati's left arm. He said Wanapati's injuries were not serious. The Manah Valley drained a deep force on both of his palms, then stopped the bleeding on Wanapati's wounds.

“Valley, you'd better get back to the participant bench. The voice of Patih Ragas is not heard from here if your name is called,” Wanapati said reminiscent of Manah Valley.

“Let me take care of Wanapati, you go with Ni Luh,” Jayadipa added.

“Emm, okay. Come Ni Luh!” sahut Valley Manah while walking towards the bench participants followed Ni Luh behind him.

“Valley, thank you for worrying about me!” wanapati.

The Manah Valley just smiled and passed leaving Wanapati in the treatment room. Wanapati seemed to be fine, accompanied by Jayadipa, the young man rested after drinking the body recovery potion given by the Manah Valley.

“Third fight of the second round. Giandra from the Wulung Bamboo College against Prajalana, from the Thousand Dew Village!” patih Ragas shouted accompanied by screams and applause from the audience.

The two participants entered the battle arena from different angles. After paying their respects to King Brahma, they bowed to each other.

“Start!” patih Ragas.

Giandra took the initiative to attack first, the burly young man shot his sword aiming at the top of Prajalana's body. But Prajalana can still deflect easily then salto back and throw his sword towards Giandra.

Giandra who had read Prajalana's attack, easily repelled Prajalana's sword throw using his sword. Prajalana's sword stuck on the floor of the battle arena after being hit by Giandra's sword slash.

Now Prajalana advanced with a forward salto movement to outwit Giandra who shook his sword towards Prajalana. However, Giandra's slash did not also hit Prajalana's body because of his agile movements.

Prajalana regained his sword after retracting it with a backward motion. The young man shot towards Giandra by slashing his sword aiming at the top of Giandra's body.

And again, Giandra repelled Prajalana's sword slash and pushed it until Prajalana staggered back.

As Prajalana staggered back, Giandra slashed his sword at Prajalana's bottom. During the back salto, Prajalana launched a kick right foot right about the face of Giandra.

Blood flowed out of Giandra's mouth, rubbing it with his left palm. The burly youth growled and darted towards his opponent shortly after Prajalana landed from his salton. Giandra slashed by flowing deep energy and full power.

Prajalana who was not ready to take the horses, deflected Giandra's slash without using his internal energy. Prajalana was thrown out of the arena along with his sword, the young man rolled a few steps and his body came to a halt one step outside the fighting arena.

“The winner is Giandra from Perguruan Bambu Wulung,” exclamation Patih Ragas.

“Good Giandra!” said Ki Pethuk Cemeng who sat on the bench with Gantala.

The spectators cheered and applauded enjoying the balanced match. The king stood up and applauded, he felt the young swordsman competition this time many talented participants.

“Gosh, I'm out of the arena,” umpat Prajalana on himself.

Giandra bowed his body towards King Brahma and returned to his seat waving to the audience.

“Fourth fight, last fight of second round. Barani of the White Sword College against the Manah Valley of Kedhung Wuni Village!” patih Ragas.

“Wah, now it's my turn Ni Luh,” said Manah Valley as he stepped into the arena of battle.