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The Sword Of The Fire Dragon Arya vs. Sunarya
But Sunarya seemed unconcerned with the cries that echoed around him. His emotions, which had risen so sharply toward Rengga for daring to deceive him, overshadowed the grief of losing his comrades. "I'll kill you, Bastard!" he yelled before launching his attack. Rengga swallowed hard. He didn’t expect that his words would no longer be enough to deceive Sunarya. All he could do was surrender to the bitter reality that awaited him—death. Boooom! A loud explosion echoed. The punch Sunarya threw was blocked by Ronggo, who had followed behind him. Though Ronggo was furious over Rengga’s betrayal, he couldn’t bear to see his beloved disciple die at Sunarya’s hands. However, a bitter truth awaited Ronggo. Even though he had saved Rengga's life, he was left severely wounded. Unbeknownst to him, Sunarya had sensed his arrival and adjusted his attack. As a result, Ronggo took a brutal hit to the stomach, sending him tumbling backward and crashing into Rengga, who was behind him. T
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon The Devil's Eagle Talon Technique
Unable to dodge, he was forced to block the strike by crossing his arms in front of him.Blaaar! A deafening explosion echoed.Arya was pushed far back, even though he had braced himself. A long and deep groove was left behind by his feet as he slid backward."Damn it, I used almost half my strength!" he cursed inwardly.His vision blurred slightly, and both arms throbbed painfully from the impact. He hadn't expected the old man to amplify his power just before the attack landed on his defense.Seeing Arya momentarily vulnerable, Sunarya dashed forward and unleashed a follow-up strike, this time with even greater power.Before the old man’s punch could hit him, Arya reflexively dodged, the attack just grazing above his head. The sheer force of the wind stirred by the blow caused his hair to fly wildly.Sunarya’s assault didn’t stop there. After his punch missed, he lunged with his knee aimed at Arya's chin.Once again, Arya, though off-balance, managed to intercept Sunarya’s knee with
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon The Black Poison Sword
Dozens of slashes and thrusts were successfully dodged by Arya, but over time, Sunarya's movements grew increasingly faster, making it difficult for the handsome young man to keep up.Not wanting to suffer the ill fate of being struck by his opponent's sword, Arya swiftly drew the Fire Dragon Sword that hung on his back.Sunarya leaped several steps back, sensing a powerful energy radiating from the blade in Arya's hand. Adding to his unease, the sword emitted a bright, bluish aura that enveloped its edge."Is that the Fire Dragon Sword...?" Sunarya muttered under his breath, puzzled. His mind flashed back to a conversation he'd overheard between Rengga and Ronggo about the Fire Dragon Sword finally finding its rightful owner.A deep furrow appeared on his wrinkled forehead. "How did you come to possess that sword? Who are you really?"Arya chuckled softly. He knew that the sword he held was the most powerful heirloom ever known, sought after by countless warriors. "You ask too many q
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon Reversed blood flow
"It seems you’ve also sustained severe internal injuries, old man. Look at your sword—it’s about to become completely useless!" Arya sneered, a mocking smile playing on his lips.Sunarya frowned, his eyes instinctively darting toward the sword in his hand. "Damn it!" he cursed inwardly.He noticed the numerous cracks snaking along the blade, forged from the finest steel. Most of the damage was concentrated at the point of impact.Both warriors, now suffering from internal injuries, deliberated their next moves. However, Arya’s condition was more concerning, as the poison in his body continued to spread.The young man made a decision to gamble against time. He realized that delaying any longer would make it harder to suppress the poison coursing through him.But Arya was no ordinary youth. His determination far surpassed that of others his age. He was resolute—if he were to die that night, he would defy the prophecy about his demise.Arya focused his inner energy to suppress the poison
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon Astonishment
A relieved breath escaped the lips of the giant ape. It then lay down beside Arya and resumed the sleep that had been interrupted.The following morning, Arya opened his eyes to the sound of commotion coming from outside.Sarwana himself had already left before the sun rose on the eastern horizon. He was waiting for Rengga and his two companions in the forest, as per their agreement."Why am I here?" he wondered. Arya vividly remembered the hut he had occupied for the past few weeks in the Panguripan Gorge.The last thing he remembered was feeling short of breath and seeing spots before passing out after killing Sunarya.Meanwhile, the commotion outside was caused by the bluish light that had emerged from the hut the previous night. Dozens of monkeys living in the Panguripan Gorge were curious about the event and were discussing it enthusiastically.As Arya opened the door to the hut, dozens of monkeys swarmed around him. Being able to understand their language, he stood dumbfounded a
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon Devil's Angel
Arya and Sarwana exchanged small smiles, amused by the trio’s antics that resembled starving men.Suddenly, Sarwana picked up one of Rengga’s friends and threw him onto a tree, only to let him fall moments later.A loud, terrified scream pierced the air as the man’s body hurtled down from the tree. The heavy thud of his body hitting the ground echoed, accompanying the terrified cries of Rengga’s friend.Arya chuckled at Sarwana’s antics. He vividly recalled being dropped from a treehouse once. The difference this time was that Rengga’s friend didn’t utter a single curse, still in shock from the ordeal.Rengga and his other companions stood frozen, stunned to see their friend emerge unscathed, despite being thrown—or rather, dropped—from a height of about eight meters.“What kind of sorcery is this?” Rengga asked in disbelief.“Want to try it yourself to find out?” Arya retorted with a sly grin.“No way! I’m terrified of heights,” Rengga replied with a shiver.Sarwana, who had just des
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon Depart to Attack
The three of them finally stopped right in front of hundreds of the sect's members. Reksapati's gaze was sharp as he surveyed all the members who appeared ready to depart."My comrades, the Demon Eagle Sect is the largest dark sect in the southern region. Until now, no one in this area, whether from the righteous sects or the dark ones, has dared to disturb us. But yesterday, our honor and pride were truly tarnished. Two hundred of our brothers were slaughtered, and the perpetrators are still hiding in the forest. It is our duty and responsibility to avenge the deaths of our brothers!"Reksapati’s thunderous voice instantly ignited the spirits of his members. Initially, fear had crept into their hearts from the stories they had heard, especially about the ruthless giant ape. But Reksapati’s speech, emphasizing the sect’s honor and pride, reignited their courage.A loud cheer erupted. The hundreds of members of the dark sect shouted fervently, as if fear had completely vanished from th
The Sword Of The Fire Dragon The First Impression Was So Tempting
The night passed quickly. The loud crowing of the jungle rooster woke all the members of the Demons Eagle Sect, who had only slept for a few hours.A few moments later, the sun shyly peeked over the eastern horizon to fulfill its task of lighting the world. Its warm rays reignited the spirits of those who had been lulled by sleep.Perched high in a tree, Ratnasari gazed intently at the bustle of the sect members who were preparing to continue their journey.Deep in her heart, the beautiful girl felt excited to embark on her first journey as a martial artist. Until now, her father had never allowed her to leave the sect unless he was the one taking her.As the only heir to the Demons Eagle Sect, Reksapati was extremely protective of his daughter. In addition to being the sect leader's successor, Reksapati also intended for his daughter to become the greatest martial artist in the world.At a recent gathering of the leaders of the black sects, everyone present agreed and acknowledged th
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Attempt at Peace
The two old men couldn’t hide their shock. As elders of a black sect based in the Sastrajingga Kingdom, they couldn’t detect the nature of the energy emitted by the young man. Normally, just by sensing the pressure alone, they would have been able to tell.Realizing the danger that could easily cost them their lives, Reso took the initiative to make peace with the handsome young man."Wait, Warrior… We’ve never had any conflict before. So I hope this fight ends here."Monk Red Venom was surprised by what his comrade said. He didn’t expect the one known as the Serpent King Warrior to surrender so easily.Reso hadn’t exactly said the word “surrender,” but by offering to end the fight, it was essentially the same thing."About my men—I’ll order them to withdraw, Warrior," Reso added."What are you doing, Reso? Why are you giving up so easily?" Monk Red Venom growled in frustration."Do you want us to die in vain, Prawi
The King Serpent Warrior’s Aid
Arya merely shifted his body slightly, allowing the red beam to shoot past just a few inches in front of him. As he dodged, a smile spread across his face—mocking, almost taunting his opponent’s attempt."Don’t you have anything faster than that?" Arya sneered."You arrogant brat! That was only the beginning!" shouted Monk Red Venom.The old man in all-red attire leaped forward, raising his staff high before swinging it down, aiming straight for Arya’s head."Die!"Blaaar!Monk Red Venom grunted in frustration. The powerful strike he launched missed completely, striking only the sandy ground and sending a thick cloud of dust into the air. His vision was quickly obscured, leaving him unable to see where his opponent had gone.Fortunately, the strong mountain wind soon dispersed the dust cloud. When visibility returned, the old man saw that the young warrior was no longer in front of him."Don’t you run
Monk Red Venom
The beautiful girl narrowed her eyes, gazing up at the mountain. With her heightened sense of hearing still sharp, Ratnasari tried to locate the source of the battle."Arya, there's a fight. The sound is coming from up there!" Her slender index finger pointed to a spot."If you train your senses often enough, you can hear even the slightest sound without needing deep focus. You can even sense someone's suppressed energy, though the limit is usually only if their inner strength is no more than one level above yours," Arya explained."Really? But didn’t you once say we can’t sense the energy of someone whose level is above ours?" Ratnasari asked."That was my old thinking. But during my disappearance, I learned many new things, some quite different from the usual beliefs of most warriors," Arya replied. His gaze returned to the spot Ratnasari had pointed out earlier."We’d better go check it out up there," he added."Hmm.
The Sound of Battle
"Forgive me, but I can't believe you've stepped down, My Lord. To me, you are still the Grand Commander—an irreplaceable war leader. I have seen firsthand how you organize the troops, both in offense and defense," said Nara.Arya raised an eyebrow. "Were you part of the archery unit?""Yes, My Lord. I was among the archers led by Lord Rengga when we attacked the enemy in a valley flanked by hills," the soldier replied."Sit down first. I’ll explain everything. To be honest, I don't like being treated like that," Arya said."I'm sorry, My Lord, but I wouldn’t dare. It's not my place to sit at the same level as you." The soldier kept his gaze lowered, fearfully.Arya looked displeased at the refusal. "That’s an order! Sit next to me—now!" he said firmly.Overcome with fear, the four men quickly rose and sat down in the guard post.The atmosphere shifted drastically. Previously, Karso and the others had spoken to
Suspicion
Watini's imagination soared into the air. As a village girl who had never set foot outside her hometown, she imagined that all the young men in the capital city must be just as handsome as the guest currently in her village.She tried to suppress the rush of blood that surged when she saw Arya. Deep down, she knew her place and felt she had no chance competing against Ratnasari, whose beauty was above average."Come on, Ratna," urged Watini. Staying there any longer would only stir her youthful emotions further and torment her imagination, she thought.Ratnasari nodded and walked alongside Watini toward her house.“Is that girl your lover? Oh, and what’s your name, young man?”“My name is Arya, Uncle.”“And the girl?” the man asked again.“She is indeed my lover. We’re planning to visit some relatives in Sastrajingga, the royal capital,” Arya answered with a made-up story.“I see. You two make a very fine couple—handsome and beautiful,” the man said with a warm smile. “My name is Kars
The Last Tribute
Rengga could only nod slowly. He knew very well who Arya was and what his nature was like. The young man had never once put himself first before thinking about others. In his heart, Rengga promised to keep the message the young man had given him. To prioritize the interests of the people over his own personal interests. As the afternoon approached, Arya and Ratnasari bid farewell to King Wijaya Kusuma, Prime minister Bayu Aji, Rengga, and all the officials present in the palace hall. The departure of the pair of warriors who had been consecrated as the great heroes of the Jaya Buana kingdom left sadness for everyone who knew and understood their exploits. Unexpectedly for Arya and Ratnasari, their departure plans leaked out and spread throughout every corner of Capital. Since noon, almost all the residents of Capital had gathered in a row along the road from in front of the palace to outside the gate. They w
Divine Will
A huge question immediately popped into Arya's mind. "What could the Jaya Buana ruler possibly want in my room at this late hour? Is it something so important that he had to come see me?" "Why are you so surprised to see me? May I come in?" King Wijaya Kusuma asked, his smile radiating strong friendship. The question startled Arya, who was still frozen in shock at the sudden arrival of King Wijaya Kusuma. "Oh, uh... Please, Your Majesty. Consider it your own home," the young man replied, opening his room door wide. King Wijaya Kusuma chuckled softly. "How could you possibly tell me to consider your palace my home?" "Oh, yes..." Arya became even more awkward and flustered at the small mistake he had made. King Wijaya Kusuma walked into the room and chose a chair to sit on. After closing the room door, Arya walked towards the king. As he was facing a king, Arya stood with his head bowed. "Hahaha
Ratnasari's Threat
Embarrassed? Of course, Prince Purbaya felt ashamed to have to apologize to Ratnasari. But he felt he had to do it if he truly wanted to change his ways. Step by step, the younger brother of King Wijaya Kusuma approached Ratnasari. It wasn't out of fear of Arya, but because he had made up his mind to become a better person. Standing before Ratnasari, Prince Purbaya bowed his head. All eyes in the hall were on him. "I apologize for all the wrongs I have done to you," he said, not daring to look at Ratnasari's face. Shame was the most accurate word to describe his current feelings. Ratnasari, still angry at the man, turned her face away. Coincidentally, Arya was looking at her and gave her a slight glare. With a nod, the handsome young man signaled for his lover to forgive Prince Purbaya, even if it was just a formality. Ratnasari put on a sour face. In her heart, she found it very difficult to forgive Prince Purbaya. But be
Suspicion
Watini's imagination soared. As a village girl who had never even left her village since she was a child, the girl, the same age as Ratnasari, assumed that all the young men in the Capital City had the same kind of handsome features as the guest in her village.The rush of blood flowing through her veins when she saw Arya was suppressed. She realized that she had to compete with Ratnasari, who possessed above-average beauty."Come on, Ratna," Watini invited. Staying there for too long could make her young blood boil and torment her imagination, Watini thought.Ratnasari nodded and followed Watini towards her house."Is that girl your lover? Oh, by the way, what's your name, young man?""My name is Arya, Uncle.""And that girl?" the man asked again."She is indeed my lover. We were planning to visit our relatives in Kotaraja Sastrajingga," Arya answered with an alibi."I see. You two make a very good couple, handsome and beautiful." The man smiled warmly, "Let me introduce myself, my n
