Chapter 11. Royal Campetition

Held by the kingdom of Karmajaya, the contest seemed surprised.

'What this milky corpse a reclaimed body of Reksa Jagat? If it is, why was the palace aware of its existence? All this time the only one who knew about the body was me? Or maybe there's another shining corpse?' He wondered.

'if it is truly a milky corpse who was the Reksa Jagat. I'm not sure if anyone will be able to open the cave's magic door, much less take it, it will kill even warriors like Kolonyowo and Bagaspati, but unless he is true of the white magic clays as Reksa' says the inside of Jakawulung.

When Jakawulung was still on his mind, suddenly he sitting on his steps inside his house felt a tremendous gust of wind, even so, powerful that it made the posts inside his house go on the move.

"Oh, apparently a great warrior is coming to my house, I must be prepared. Hap, hiyyak!!" says Jakawulung while jumping out of the house.

And sure enough, there was a team of men and women standing in the yard.

"Huahahaha ... Hey, Jakawulung! Do you still remember us?"

A moment Jakawulung looked at the team.

"Oh, you are Calapati and the goddess Sunti? What the hell were you two doing here?" ask Jakawulung.

"I heard you know of the shining corpse? Will you please tell me where it is?"

"What do you want to ask about the existence of the corpse?"

"I want to take it and I will keep it as the complement of my science that I have," replied Calapati.

"Oh, I thought you wanted to be a king of Karmajaya by following the contest."

"Cuih! I don't need to be just a royal courtier, all I want is the perfect science to rule over the whole martial world, because then I will easily conquer all the rulers on this earth, including the kingdom of Karmajaya.

"Wow, you have big ambitious Calapati! But that's the question. What there enough power in you to take away the shining corpse? Because I still doubt you'll be able to do it.

After hearing the reply Jakawulung, the goddess Sunti lost her temper.

"You bastard, Jakawulung! Just answer where the hell milky corpse is? Should I force it with my sword? To let you open your mouth!" blurted out goddess Sunti.

"Before you regret throwing your dreams away, because I'm sure the two of you will never be able to take them, instead of both of you will die a silly death before you can touch them," said Jakawulung telling.

"Because Kolonyowo and Bagaspati swordsmen were only likely to be destroyed by the corpse," Jakawulung continues.

"So listen to me! Bury it in your wishful thinking! Do not allow your foolish actions to harm you!"

"God damn you're a midget warrior! How dare you compare us to your friends! Taste this!"

Hiyyaat... Hiak, hiak!

The goddess Sunti launched an attack on him by aiming a hard kick right leg, but since Jakawulung was ready, he turned to his left and leaned in.

And since her hard kick struck only space, the goddess Sunti fall to the ground, she was very angry. Feeling ashamed his kick didn't hit goddess sunti's target so angry, he pulled out his sword.

Sring ...!

The high-pitched sound of the sword of Sunti rang out, and he tossed it to the right and the left until he was seen flashing from the moon's reflection.

And next, she was seen putting up the stance for the next move.

"Come on, Jakawulung! Don't you dare boast! I'm not lost yet! Face my sword style!" said goddess Sunti.

Watching his opponent pull a weapon, Jakawulung always looks calm, but this time he'll be more careful.

"Prepare to be finished, Jakawulung!"

"Hiap, hiap ...!"

The goddess Sunti attacked immediately by swinging her sword with a ladle from bottom to top.

Yet again it was able to bypass the woman's sword by making one step backward while doing a jump move.

Feeling that his opponent still got through, goddess Sunti continued to hunt Jakawulung but at a much faster pace until finally he was completely cornered on the terrace.

And once it got tight and hard again... it was a good idea to skip ahead.

"Hep heyyak ...!"

And the body of Jakawulung went straight upstairs until he went through the edge of his terrace.

Gubrakk ...!

When he saw his opponent jump, goddess Sunti didn't want to fold at the same time.

"You will die!"

Hiyyaat...!" attack goddess Sunti

"Aaahhh..." Jakawulung out in agony because he went right up to goddess sunti's sword and finally fell.

Lucky the foot was just the tip of the sword, so the wound wasn't deep enough.

"Hahaha ... you great warrior midget! Or I will be to cut off your head right now!" snapped goddess Sunti with her sword still within her grasp.

While Calapati was watching his pain, he laughed.

'Haahahha, how Jakawulung your fight my wife and feel sick, do you want to surrender? Let show where the corps." ask Calapati with a high sound.

'Turns out I'm not immune anymore. I don't want goddes Sunti to kill me.' Jakawulung said inner.

Then Jakawulung tried to rise above the pain of goddess sunti's sword, and finally, he was able to stand up straight again.

"Don't get ahead of yourself, I can't lose yet, I can still do it!"

.

"You're stubborn! Being told to tell me where the corpses of magic were staring, you'd rather die!"

"Let's go kick some ass, goddess! But don't kill it! Make him surrender if necessary to pry his mouth out to speak frankly!" Calapati exclaimed.

Jakawulung who had been standing still all day and didn't answer his opponent's words seemed ready to continue the fight.

Sring ...!

Jakawulung drew his sword.