KNIGHTS OF MANAH VALLEY
The Big Four (2)

The Manah Valley managed to dodge the flat blade by shifting to the left. However, he had not had time to take the horses, Wulan again released his fan into the face of the Manah Valley.

The young man fended off by crossing both his hands on the hand of Wulan grasping the fan. Wulan opened her fan, without the Valley of Manah noticing, from inside the fan came out like white powder that spread around the face of the Manah Valley.

Manah Valley who looked up to see the fan owned by Wulan, of course exposed to the white powder and jumped back while covering the face with both palms.

The young man felt a pain and could not open his eyes. If you open your eyes a little, then it feels more painful and all looks white. Wulan smiled cynically from behind the veil, looking at her opponent who was impaired by her eyesight.

“Ohh no, isn't that cheating!” exclaim Ni Luh worried.

“No Ni Luh, it is one of the strategies in fighting, and it is allowed in this match!” sahut Jayadipa explained.

“Kak Valley! Don't lose!” sati shouted looking worried.

While stepping back to get away from Wulan, Manah Valley remembered the word Buto Ijo about Drunken Jurus which has four levels. Without any doubt the young man rubbed his two eyes with both of his inner palms.

A few seconds later, the young man could see everything in front of him even with his eyes closed, as well as activate his drunkenness.

Wulan who thought her opponent lost sight, with a cynical smile stepped closer to the Valley of Manah and folded back his fan and aimed at the neck.

But when the fan almost touched the neck of the Manah Valley, the young man landed a single open palm punch right in the upper left chest of Wulan. The veiled girl staggered back a few steps and took back the horses.

The audience cheered and applauded, once again they were surprised by the strange manners of the Manah Valley that made the course of the match even more interesting.

King Brahma was a little worried about his daughter's condition, he seemed to be standing from his throne.

“How is possible! That pollen should have blurred his gaze some time!” wulan lirih.

“What! His eyes were closed but could still land a blow!” said one of the spectators.

Now the body of the Manah Valley staggered, the distinctive features of the horses from an unpredictable drunken style. Wulan shot back and shook her fan trying to grab the face of the Manah Valley.

With his right hand, the Manah Valley repelled Wulan's fan attack and landed several blows on Wulan's stomach, alternating right and left hands.

“Level One Drunk Step, Drunk Throwing Seloki!” exclaim Manah Valley originally spoke the name of the nurse.

“What! Drunken Skinny. Though he did not drink wine or anything like that, but his movements were like really drunk!” wulan lirih.

The Drunken Style of Manah Valley was the effect of the Green Amethyst that Buto Ijo had absorbed. Although not drinking wine or intoxicating drinks, but still the young man can do the typical movement of Drunken Jurus, without getting drunk first.

The Manah Valley stomped its right foot onto the floor of the battle arena, and instantly several pebbles as big as marbles floated around its body. The young man threw the pebbles one by one towards Wulan with a gesture of his two palms moving forward, alternating right and left.

Wulan opened her steel fan and fended off the pebbles darting towards her in a twisting motion. For a while the pebble was successfully deflected.

Back the Manah Valley threw pebbles around his body with both palms of his hands. Back Wulan could easily fend off all the pebbles that the Manah Valley threw, with a twisting motion.

After the pebbles were exhausted, now it was Wulan's turn to attack, as usual the veiled girl flicked her fan from a distance of ten steps followed by a flat knife darting towards the Manah Valley.

With the horses staggering, the Valley of Manah repelled the flat knives one by one. Alternating right and left hands, right feet and left feet. Then returned one flat blade with a kick of his right foot towards Wulan that shot twice as fast as his own throw.

Wulan parried with a flick of his fan, until his own flat knife was thrown out of the arena. Wulan did not think that his opponent was this tough and began to struggle. The girl thought for a moment, if one attack was like yesterday, maybe she would succeed.

Back Wulan flicked his fan from left to right, followed by several flat knives that shot towards the Manah Valley. It was also easy for the Manah Valley to deflect the flat blade, having read the Wulan attack pattern well.

However, as the Manah Valley was preoccupied with a few flat knives that he had fielded with both his hands and feet. Wulan threw a flat blade from the pocket of her inner left arm, to aim for the right arm of the Manah Valley.

And a step before hitting it, the Manah Valley kicked the flat knife with its right foot towards Wulan. Again Wulan was shocked and had to fend off his own knife until the knife was thrown out of the arena.

Wulan drained the power in black on his right hand that grasped a folded fan, then shot towards the top of the Manah Valley body.

This time, Wulan tried a melee attack. The Manah Valley just avoids with the typical staggering motion of his drunken style. Sometimes the young man locked Wulan's right hand, then released it back as Wulan dealt a blow with her left hand.

Long enough they collided blows that amazed everyone present in the match area.

“Ni Noah! May I borrow your sword!” shouted the Manah Valley to buy time, because after all he wanted to test his drunkenness.

Ni Luh pulled out the sword from his nest and threw it into the middle of the fighting arena. A moment before the sword fell onto the arena floor, the Manah Valley jumped up and grabbed Ni Luh's sword with a forward salto movement.

“Activation of Second Levels of Drunk. Drunk Clutching Guns!” exclaim Manah Valley originally spoke the name of the nurse. In his heart he chuckled, until it was given a strange name.

Wulan shot towards the Manah Valley by grasping the fan that had been fed by its inner power. With a swift Manah Valley fending off the attacks of Wulan which felt there was no variation in the slightest and that's it. This is where the gun game begins.

The tangle of swords and fans made small sparks dance around inside the fighting arena. The Manah Valley only repelled still with a staggering movement, without attacking Wulan.

While Wulan retreated a few steps and returned to flick his fan that had been drained by deep energy.

Several flat blades shot back towards the Manah Valley at twice the speed from before. With his sharper-than-usual vision, the Manah Valley was able to fend off all those flat blades with the sword he had borrowed from Ni Luh.