The Fragrant Wood Swordsman
pk 06 part 6
Speech like this for the ears of Keng Hong is a speech that is too spoiled and wants to find a good stomach of his own. But for two girls it is not strange because they themselves have been educated since childhood to bring their own opinions without caring about decency and general justice. In short, what is true for them is what if every action is aimed at personal self-interest. Therefore, even this grandmother's speech they do not consider bocengli, even natural!
Cui Im already knows how sacred Ang-bin Kwi-bo who is one of the Bu-tek Su-kwi (Four Unmatched Devils), at the level of his teacher. Therefore he did not dare to resist and just bowed the face of the surrender sign.
However, his attitude is different from Biauw Eng. This girl is the daughter of Lam-hai Sin-ni, and because this task that is being carried out is the order of her mother, she said, then of course relying on his mother's big name he was unwilling to budge and defend his right as the one holding Keng Hong back.
"It is regretful that I was forced to be unable to fulfill the aunt's will, because of this duty of order from mother so forced I have to defend my right to self Sin-jiu Kiam-ong disciple whom we have taken captive."
Hearing this, Ang-bin Kwi-bo became dumbfounded and fia looked at the white-clothed girl attentively. Then she laughed and said, "Eh, would you be Lam-hai Sin-ni's daughter? Are you the one who made a big name with the nickname Song-bun Siu-li?"
"True, my aunt is Song-bun Siu-li Sie Biauw Eng."
"Hi-hi-hik! Do you dare to fight me?"
"I have to know myself and I know that my aunt is not my opponent. I should have been afraid of going against my aunt, but I was more afraid of facing my mother if I neglected my duties."
"Good! Then let us exercise the right of a victor and let us see who among us will win and also be entitled to this brat!" While saying so, Ang-bin Kwi-bo has jumped ahead to face Biauw Eng who is ready also with his weapon.
This girl behaved very carefully because she was quite aware that she was facing a much higher level opponent. But not a bit of a sense of trepidation on her beautiful but cold face.
"Hi-hi-hik is good for you too! Presumably it is mature enough that it is understood that the stationary are stronger than the moving ones, which are attacked more profitably than the attacking ones. Let you guard my attack!"
Ang-bin kwi-bo speech is indeed applicable to two opponents whose intelligence is the same level, because in silat, silat, the silent one was more alert while the attacker always opened a hole for himself and his attack made his position somewhat weak.
Although Ang-bin Kwi-bo declared his intention to attack, his legs did not move forward, nor did his hands move. The only thing that moved was his head because he used his rickety hair to attack!
It was indeed the one who grabbed only the head hair, but the clever Biauw Eng did not dare to fend off at all, understand that this hair weapon is a weapon of Ang-bin Kwi-bo privilege and that the fine hairs when used by Ang-bin Kwi-bo turn into stiff hair stronger than steel!
Biauw Eng dodged it with a light leap to the left, then once his wrist moved, the white light of his belt had already slid very quickly into the path of death blood in the throat of the demonic grandmother! The grandmother chuckled at the end of the belt with her left hand, even trying to grip the end of the belt with her long nails. But the tip of the silk belt is limp and fast movement, before touching the opponent's hand has slid to the side and do tootokan-totokan bertubi from a distance.
Biauw Eng is very clever. Because of the understanding that the shrewdness of the grandmother lies in her hair and nails, she deliberately dropped so that hair could not be reached or nails, or nails, instead he can rely on his long belt to attack continuously. Every time the granny fended off and was about to grip the end of the belt, the belt had already soared away to punch another part.
Just look at it, this match is very interesting. The tip of the white belt was as if an agile white butterfly was not playing, perched here and there and always escaped the clutches of Ang-bin Kwi-bo's hand.
Not only did Biauw Eng attempt to defeat his shrewd opponent. He must exert all his intelligence and he is serious in his efforts to win this struggle even though it is impossible according to calculation.
In addition to raining tootokan-totokan from a distance, now his left hand sometimes moves in moments unexpected opponents and slide his powerful secret weapon, which is very powerful, these are white balls that are spiked and sometimes also interspersed with a piauw gun in the form of a white konde skewer with a carved bwee flower.
Because these secret weapons are released from a very close range and thrown with the power of lweekang, also at unexpected times and choose while the position of the opponent's body is weak, inevitably Ang-bin Kwi-bo must avoid going there so that for some time he was desperate! He was pressed not because of silat, but because of the ingenuity of the young opponent. This makes Ang-bin Kwi-bo curious, embarrassed and angry.
At the time when this demonic grandmother bothered to dodge the rain of secret weapons, Biauw Eng did not want to waste the opportunity, his silk belt sent a very powerful tootokan towards the heart of the grandmother. Presumably the grandmother who was busy avoiding the swipe of this secret weapon no longer had time to avoid this deadly tootokan so that the young Biauw Eng could not resist his excitement.
This is a challenge for people who are competing. Her mother had galvanized her in such a way that she became a cold-blooded girl with steel nerves, and could not be swayed by all sorts of feelings.
