Pendekar Batari Mahadewi: The Journey to Find Your Self
Episode 89 The Honor of a Swordsman
The atmosphere that occurred in the Crescent Society's college was quite awkward. The male students at the college could not deny that the figure in front of him was like an angel. Only, they have not fully realized that the angel did not come down from heaven, but came from the island of Hell.
The black energy emitted by Vidyana was quite concentrated and worked well to keep everyone who was fascinated by her on their guard.
“Welcome to our small school. Is there anything we can help you with?” tanya Ki Jaga Urip tried to soften the stiff atmosphere.
“We came to test our ability, uncle. When allowed, let us learn here goods for a moment.” The word Vidyana is calm and polite, without showing a haughty and cruel attitude as practiced by black warriors in general. “I am Vidyana and this little guy is Nala, my sister. We come from the island of Hell.”
When the name of the island was called, cold sweat started dripping on Ki Jaga Urip's forehead. Anyone who has come out of the island of Hell to fight in the outside world, is certainly not an arbitrary swordsman.
“We don't have good ability, miss. But if I'm willing, I'll be the one fighting the lady. But, if later I die, please kindly miss to leave this place without any other casualties.” Ki Jaga Urip. Hearing the words of the teacher, all the Crescent School students suddenly turned pale.
“By pleasure, uncle. Let's fight.” Vidyana said without making small talk. It releases all its energy. The shock of energy made the surrounding small objects scatter.
Ki Jaga Urip did the same. Both of his hands emitted a crescent-shaped blue light, a weapon of his flagship energy which he used to create the twin sickle sword styles. He did not want to play against his opponent at that time. He gave all the energy he had to fight.
Ki Jaga Urip immediately deployed his attacks that were very fast and deadly. Vidyana was still in a calm, motionless manner waiting for Ki Jaga Urip to approach her. Ki Jaga Urip swung his scythe towards Vidyana's neck. The sword slashed his neck. Instantly the figure of Vidyana who was hit by the slash turned into thin smoke.
Vidyana's energy flow did not dissipate. That is, Ki Jaga Urip's scythe sword slash just hit the air. Everyone was confused looking for where Vidyana was. Suddenly, the various pebbles and rocks around the Crescent Moon college courtyard moved on their own, gathering and forming a large, oddly shaped stone statue.
A collection of gravel and rocks that formed into strange creatures that moved quickly attacked Ki Jaga Urip. The old man was also no less nimble to avoid the attacks from the strange unfinished creatures that astonished him.
Ki Jaga Urip swung his scythe sword slash with full force precisely splitting the body of the stone creature. Instantly the rocks that turned into monsters broke apart. Ki Jaga Urip could not calm down because once the strange monster was destroyed, immediately the pieces moved back and gathered into a new monster with a different form than before.
Not only that, suddenly the dry wood and dead trees began to move themselves to the Crescent Moon college courtyard, gathering and forming one more new monster. The two monsters moved together to attack Ki Jaga Urip who was confused by the situation he faced.
The two monsters occasionally threw fragments from his body towards Ki Jaga Urip. The attacks that persist a little more began to hurt Ki Jaga Urip. Some parts of his body started to appear scratched and blood started to flow. There was nothing that the old man could do but survive and avoid the rain of attacks from the two monsters that were in front of him. Once he swung the scythe and made the monster's body destroyed, quickly the pieces of the monster's body regrouped and became a creature with a different shape again.
Now not only pebbles and small objects that continuously hit the body of Ki Jaga Urip. Occasionally large chunks of stone also flew towards him, continuously and made the power of the village elders of the Padi Arch was drained. The old body that was starting to weaken finally collapsed to the ground. “Guruuu!!” shouted the students of the Crescent Moon school, but no one dared to approach.
“I admit defeat, young lady. Please kill me if you want.” Ki Jaga Urip.
“By pleasure, uncle. May all your kindness, all your hard work be remembered and continued by all your disciples. Die quietly and peacefully.” Vidyana flicked her hands up and Ki Keep Urip's spirit detached from her body.
The gripping sight made Ki Jaga Urip's students not dare to move. All were frozen, yet withstood the intense anger after Vidyana took the life of their already defenseless teacher.
“Nothing is more honorable than dying in a fight as a swordsman. You should be proud of your teacher. Don't be weak people. Forgive us for coming and making an atmosphere of sorrow here. Any of you who want to demand a reply right now?” ask Vidyana to the students of ki Jaga Urip. Vidyana looked into their eyes one by one. All the faces looked down as Vidyana looked into their eyes. No one answered, all were silent.
“Then I assume there is no grudge in today's fight. We retreat.” Vidyana said in a cold tone. He and Nala continued on their journey.
In the afternoon, Batari Mahadewi and his two brothers arrived in the village of Lengkung Padi. They had no plans to stop there, but when they passed the Crescent University, the three saw the death ceremony of the teacher and the village elder. Of course his death left the entire village in mourning, and the entire village was there to express respect to their leader for the last time.
Batari Mahadewi captures the energy residue from the Vidyana and Ki Jaga Urip fight. Not caught clearly, but in that way, Batari Mahadewi knew that the cause of suffering that occurred on that day was a black warrior who had rare magic.
“Kurasa, the black flow swordsman who defeated the village elders is not far from here now.” Batari Mahadevi said to her two brothers.
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