Prince Without Crown
The battle of the two powerful dedengkot

"uhuk.., uhuk.., uhuk..,"

Prince Indra Mahesa seemed to gasp while trying to get up.

Several times he tried to wake up. But back he fell. The high-level power clash caused deep wounds that were not light for him and also King Jaya Pradana.

Currently both Prince Indra and King Jaya Pradana began to channel pure air belonging to each to immediately heal the deep wounds they are currently suffering.

As soon as he concentrated all the concentration he had to start healing, he finally heard the sound of the pounding of the horse's legs that was getting closer to the place of the fight.

"Is this friend or enemy coming?" Thought in the heart. Then he tilted his head looking towards the arrival of a group. Once he saw who had come, he now breathed a sigh of relief because the one who came was the entourage led by Senopati Arya Prana.

Back Prince Indra Mahesa tried to sit down. Although he struggled, he was also able to do it.

Now, clenching his hands together in front of his chest, Prince Indra began to empty his mind and immediately gathered his pure air to immediately treat the deep wounds he suffered.

Meanwhile, King Jaya Pradana also did the same. Only difference, he did it in a lying state without being able to do mediocre in a sitting state.

"It's very powerful the inner power that the child has," he thought to himself.

The two men continued to do their best and opened their eyes when they felt a gust of wind whistling near them.

As soon as they opened their eyes, now they saw, there were already three figures standing face to face.

One large tall figure dressed in black with a black destar wrapped around his head. While the other two figures were the figure of an old woman and a thin, dry old man, dressed in white slums. The hair of the two of them was also white, rippling toyed with by the afternoon wind that was almost dusk.

"We meet again, Grandfather Black legume cauldron butt," said the skinny, dry old man in the scum clothes. A pumpkin pitcher appeared on his back.

"Hahaha.., Santalaya, we meet again. Now, let's settle our long-overdue debts!" Said Datuk Hitam while laughing cynically.

"What's? Debt you say? Your leech nature never changes Maruta! You owe me a lot. You owe me the life of a teacher. I'll collect that debt, Maruta!" Hardik Eyang Santalaya's.

(Maruta is the original name of Datuk Hitam)

"That damn old man deserves to die. That's because he's always discriminating between me and you, and always privileging you. Now, I will also send you to hell to meet that old bastard soon," replied Datuk Hitam with a smile full of ridicule.

"You dare insult our teacher, Maruta? Indeed, if the descendants of the Devil, once the devil is still the devil," snapped Eyang Santalaya then immediately set the distance with Datuk Hitam.

(The former Datuk Hitam and Santalaya were the two disciples of a magical hermit from Mount Dieng. They are both in the temple on the top of the mountain with various science and science of magic Kanuragan in the hope, they will be able to establish truth and justice, and crush evil. However, one of them instead got lost and chose the black path. In fact, with the persuasion of a woman who was appointed by the Mighty King of Nature as a concubine, he also ended up betraying and killing his teacher and escaping the book of silat and because he was wrong in practicing the science, his skin turned black and from then on his name changed from Maruta to Datuk Hitam)

For the continuation of this story of Santalaya and Maruta, maybe I will write their special story in a separate novel. Just wait!

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"Haha. Goody. You can't wait to fight with me. Get ready, Santalaya! We decide who will win this fight," Datuk Hitam now began to open his silat moves.

"So get out of you, Kunti! This is a long-standing grudge between me and this Maruta, "Eyang Santalaya is now also starting to form horses and is ready to fight.

Bidadari Kipas Perak immediately retreated and walked towards Prince Indra Mahesa who was currently surrounded by Senopati Arya Prana and other entourage.

At this time, Prince Indra Mahesa was able to get up from his seat and gave prayers to his daughter. After that, he took out a pill from inside his belt and then approached King Jaya Pradana and threw the pill and said, "the pill is the antidote to the poison from my punch earlier. Swallow, then Uncle will recover soon. After that we can resume our pending fight again" Prince Indra Mahesa said and returned to his original place.

Meanwhile, the fight between Eyang Santalaya and Datuk Hitam had already happened with the fight being straightforward at the core level.

Because it has a style and knows the weaknesses of each silat, then this very fierce fight like not being able to determine who will come out as the winner.

"Haha. Your silat moves I know everything. However, you do not know my silat style," Datuk Hitam said mocking Eyang Santalaya.

"Fuck you, Santalaya! I'll send you to hell soon after that son of a bitch your teacher I sent first with the poison of the Geni centipede,"

"Cursed you Maruta!" Bentak Eyang Santalaya then immediately send a kick.

A fight again broke out between the two jungle jungle dedengkot.

Very fast movements and long-range blows coupled with the exertion of energy in the upper levels collide with each other, and consequently, the, many trees fell as well as houses belonging to the villagers who had been empty, many were collapsed even burned by the blow of the fire core released by Datuk Hitam.

"Geezeeh!"

"Biggerah!"

Duaaar!

The screams of the two men were accompanied by the sound of a very powerful explosion.

Now, it appears that two body figures are lined up a few steps back while holding each chest.

"Prepare Santalaya!" Jerk the Black Datuk then immediately made a move like a tiger clawing at the ground. This movement is exactly the same as that carried out by King Jaya Pradana when fighting the prince Indra Mahesa earlier.

The long, pointed black nails appeared to be coming from both hands of the Black Grandfather.

If Jaya Pradana just used this study is already very powerful, what else has the study. It is twice as powerful.

Seeing that his opponent had issued a test of magic, Eyang Santalaya immediately passed the rope of the pumpkin pitcher hanging on his shoulder, then quickly opened the lid of the jug and then put water from the jug into his mouth.

From the front, Datuk Hitam immediately jumped while pushing his palms directly in welcome with a burst of water from the mouth of Eyang Santalaya.

Bruuuzzz!

Duaaar!

"Hodrrrgh...!"

Brugh!

When the two forces met, there was the sound of earth-shaking explosions where they stood with the cries of pain from the two people fighting.

A black figure and a shabby-clothed figure seemed to float down and slammed into the dusty ground like a big sack.

It looks like the ground was slipping into a inch deep when hit by the fall of two body figures.

"Santalaya..!" Shouted the silver fan who was worried to see the state of his lover.

"Ohuk.., uhuk.., uhuk..,"

"Roof. Broke my ribs" said Eyang Santalaya as he leaped up.

The same situation also seemed to be experienced by Datuk Hitam.

He too soon rose up from the ground and now they face each other again.

"It's crazy that Maruta. Why is he so strong?" Said Eyang Santalaya in heart. He did not at all suspect that the Black Datuk he was fighting today was different from the Black Datuk around thirty years ago.where, when he managed to get Datuk Hitam seriously injured and then fled with the threat, that he would soon return to demand revenge and finish their fight.

Seriate...