All Chapters of The Sword Of The Fire Dragon: Chapter 111
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Darsono's Die
Fear and shame mixed into one, preventing Darsono from thinking clearly. The tall, burly man then stood up and drew his sword."Hahaha... Even if you use your sword to fight me, it will mean nothing! Your life will still be taken in an instant!" Ratnasari sneered. Her fingers tensed, forming claws ready to tear Darsono's body apart.Ignoring Ratnasari's taunts, Darsono lunged forward and swung his sword with all his might. His focus was no longer on satisfying his lust but on killing the beautiful girl. He had been utterly humiliated in front of the inn's guests.A faint sound of air splitting accompanied the swing of his large sword."Die!" he shouted loudly.Darsono was confident that his attack could not possibly be blocked by the unarmed Ratnasari.And he was right. Ratnasari could not possibly stop the fast-approaching sword with her bare hands, but she easily dodged the attack by leaping to the side.Then, she dashed forward, aiming her claws at Darsono’s unprotected neck.Howev
Second Round Tournament
Without them realizing it, the public's enthusiasm for watching the tournament grew after hearing rumors that a female participant had a beautiful face and an alluring figure. This was proven by the large crowd of spectators cramming around Stage Four, where Ratnasari was competing.Stage Three was no less crowded, but most of the audience consisted of young women in their adolescence. They had gathered after hearing whispers about a participant who was exceptionally handsome. To verify the rumors, they willingly squeezed in among the other spectators.Estimating that they still had about two hours before the tournament resumed, Arya and Aji visited their favorite small food stall to fill their stomachs. The elderly woman who owned the stall beamed with joy upon seeing them arrive, her smile widening as if she had just received an unexpected windfall.Without asking, she hurriedly prepared their favorite meals.It didn’t take long for her experienced hands to finish cooking for her tw
Arya vs Sutawijaya
Arya smirked. "What's the point of taking a stance if you're going to lose anyway?""Bastard! Don't blame me if you die today. I've had enough of your insults, boy!" Sutawijaya shouted before lunging forward with an opening attack.A punch, reinforced with inner strength, shot forward at great speed, aiming straight for Arya's face. The middle-aged man was confident that the young man would not be able to dodge his swift and powerful attack.But his certainty was gravely mistaken. The handsome young man did not dodge at all. Instead, he met his opponent's attack head-on, choosing to clash fists.Sutawijaya was shocked and could not believe the boldness of his opponent. But his disbelief was soon replaced by another realization—his body was pushed back several steps due to the impact of their clash."Impossible!" he gasped. He couldn't hide the astonishment on his face when he saw that the young man hadn't even budged.The spectators below were equally shocked, including King Wijaya Ku
King Wijaya Kusuma's Invitation
"It's useless for you to use that rusty staff, Uncle! You'd better surrender before embarrassing yourself even more," Arya offered."Surrendering is not in my mind, you bastard! You will feel how hard my iron staff is!" Sutajaya retorted.Arya let out a heavy sigh. It seemed he really had to use force to defeat the man.Before Sutajaya could move forward to launch an attack, Arya shot forward with incredible speed, aiming a punch at his opponent's chest. Although Sutajaya's iron staff was still spinning rapidly, Arya's punch managed to break through and sent the middle-aged man flying off the stage.For a moment, the audience fell into a stunned silence. They were still in shock at what had just happened. To ordinary spectators or warriors with low-level martial skills, Arya's movement was completely invisible. All they saw was Sutajaya suddenly being thrown off the stage, while Arya stood exactly where Sutajaya had been standing.King Wijaya Kusuma was equally astonished. However, wh
Ratnasari vs Gondosuli
On the fourth stage, Ratnasari was battling against a representative from the Sacred Machet sect—a stocky, slightly short warrior named Gondosuli. A machete hung at his waist.The man grinned, his eyes lingering on Ratnasari’s curves, which were undeniably captivating to the male spectators. As a normal man, Gondosuli was naturally drawn to the beautiful woman with an alluring figure standing before him.The host’s voice echoed with enthusiasm when he called Ratnasari’s name, a stark contrast to his previous announcements. His excitement doubled, knowing that the only female participant in this tournament was an exceptionally beautiful young woman.Whistles from the audience and other participants rang out in unison, never ceasing. Most of them were practically drooling over the stunning girl. Their Adam’s apples bobbed as they imagined her voluptuous body wrapped in slightly tight clothing.Gondosuli licked his lips from end to end, openly displaying his desire for her. "We don’t act
Short Training
Ratnasari jumped lightly off the stage, accompanied by applause and cheers from the audience. She then walked toward Arya, who smiled as he admired her beauty."Good thing your opponent didn’t notice your weakness," Arya whispered in Ratnasari’s ear. "It seems like you’ve forgotten what I once taught you."The beautiful girl furrowed her brows. "If I may ask, where is my weakness?""I'll show you the gaps in your defense later at the inn when we have time," Arya replied. The handsome young man then approached the announcer, who had yet to step onto the stage to continue his duties."Uncle, do I have another match scheduled for today?"The announcer unrolled the dried parchment he held. After a moment, he shook his head. "Your match is scheduled for tomorrow, young warrior. Today, there are still a few other matches before the third round begins.""Alright then. Thank you for the information, sir." Arya gave a slight smile before leaving the announcer."My match is tomorrow. For now, l
The Confrontation at the Palace Gate
Upon reaching the palace gate, Arya and Ratnasari were halted by the guards on duty."Halt, you two! What business do you have at the palace?" one of the guards asked, his expression fierce and unwelcoming."We have been invited by His Majesty the King to meet him this evening, Sir," Arya replied."You received an invitation from His Majesty?" The guard seemed doubtful of Arya's words."Hahaha... your delusions are impressive. How could the King possibly invite someone like you? Even if His Majesty had invited you, we would have been informed beforehand," another guard scoffed, his tone full of disdain.Arya and Ratnasari exchanged glances, confused by the situation. If they had truly been invited by King Wanajaya, someone should have been sent to escort them inside.Doubt began creeping into Arya’s mind. He started suspecting that the soldier who had given him the invitation had only intended to humiliate him."You again!" a sudden, sharp voice rang out from behind.Arya and Ratnasar
The Relief of Prince Purbaya
Rega walked quickly to catch up with Arya and Ratnasari. But after only ten steps, he stopped and turned back. "Wait for your heavy punishment, all of you!"The head soldier ran swiftly, chasing after Arya and Ratnasari, who had already disappeared from sight."You have to bear that punishment alone, Pranata! We refuse to suffer the consequences of your arrogance!" said one of the soldiers."That's right, we were only following procedure when questioning guests. But you suddenly appeared and insulted that young man," added another soldier.Pranata was speechless. He could only imagine the punishment that awaited him.Rega quickened his pace when he saw Arya and Ratnasari walking ahead. He ignored the curious stares of a few townspeople as he passed."Warrior, please stop!" Rega shouted.Arya turned around and halted his steps when he saw the soldier who had invited him the day before.Panting, Rega stopped right in front of Arya and Ratnasari. He steadied his breath before speaking, "
Four Dark Figures
Princess Laras and Ratnasari remained mostly silent, listening to the conversation unfolding between the two men.However, Princess Laras’s frequent glances at Arya sent waves of jealousy crashing through Ratnasari’s heart. The fact that Princess Laras possessed beauty equal to her own only heightened her fears—fears that Arya might turn his attention elsewhere.But more than that, what terrified her the most was Princess Laras’s status as a king’s daughter."Arya, there's something I’d like to ask you. At such a young age, how did you acquire such formidable martial arts skills? Where did you actually train?" asked King Wijaya Kusuma.The handsome young man scratched his head lightly. He couldn’t possibly mention Sarwana or Hydra, who were, indirectly, his two masters.As he struggled to find an answer, Ratnasari suddenly spoke up, helping Arya out of his predicament. "Forgive me, Your Majesty… Arya and I actually trained at the Sacred Staff School. We both entered this tournament to
Blood Shadow Formation
However, Arya and Ratnasari were completely mistaken—the four black-clad figures had deliberately lured them out of the royal city."If you two think we were planning to flee after attacking, you're dead wrong! Look where you are now!" one of the attackers sneered."You better not think that just because we're outside the city, we'll be afraid to face you," Arya smirked mockingly. "I don’t know who you are or what you want, but you've made a grave mistake by attacking us!""Your threats mean nothing to the Four Blood Demons, boy! We've lived our whole lives under threats, so don't expect us to be scared of yours!""Say whatever you want, but I didn’t chase after you just to threaten you—I came to kill all four of you!" Arya shot back."Bastard! Arrogant fools like you deserve to be cut to pieces!" one of them spat. "Kill the boy and capture the girl! We're being paid handsomely for this! Hahaha!"Arya frowned. He hadn’t expected that someone wanted him dead. But there was no time to t