THE TRIDENT OF DEATH
YELLOW BAMBOO DATUK

The old man snarled. He took two steps forward. The belt was held in his left hand. He is a left-handed. He snarled again for the second time. And on the third time while jumping in the face of the old man, apply his pearl belt. The awesomeness of the pearl belt greatly surprised the Night Beetle Swordsman. His body was like being hit by waves as big as a mountain. By mustering his inner strength and relying on the science of fortifying his tall body he managed to dodge the whip. But he finally got pushed. 

“Satan pedestal!” maki the young man. 

It was fortunate that his opponent was already injured inside which was so severe that his movements were rather slow. Seeing that his opponent was a bit jaded and desperate, the old man sped up his movements. Suddenly the Night Beetle Swordsman bowed and then stood up again holding the edge of his black robe. Once he mentioned the edge of the black robe, a very stuffy air struck fiercely against the wind of blows coming out from the pearl belt of the old man. The old man felt a puffiness grabbing his nose. The breath that is already abnormal is now becoming more irregular. It turned out that the pearl belt that he relied on could not face the prowess of the opponent's black robe. The longer his body got weaker, his chest tightened and the scene blurred. 

“Fucker, look at this!” exclaim the old man. 

His right hand vanished into his pocket and when it went outside again then a dozen dazzling secret weapons grabbed towards the young man. The Night Beetle Swordsman pulled his robe up high and quickly scrambled it down. A fierce wind snatched. Five secret weapons of the opponent. The other seven are on a broom and flips attacking their own owners. Unfortunately the old man did not expect and did not have time to dodge, his body was no longer mercilessly penetrated into seven secret weapons of his own. 

The old man took out a heart-wrenching screech. His body was on the ground. He died with buying eyes. Dead with the pearl belt still in his hands. Night Beetle Swordsman laughed. How disgusting and horrible. He stepped before the corpse of the old man and bowed, The pearl belt snatched his from the left hand of the corpse then put it on his waist. Behind her body. His eyes glanced at Ning Leswani who was standing with a trembling body and a deathly pale face. 

Then he looked around. And the thrill, “Who else wants mampus please progress quickly.” 

No one moved from his place. Laughing long the Night Beetle Swordsman stepped closer to Ning Leswani. The girl quickly retreated. 

“Sweet girl, you don't have to fear me. You should know, a kunyuk named Rana Wulung does not deserve to be your husband. It's better if you come with me..” 

“Bizarre humans! Go...!” yelled Ning Leswani. 

Night Beetle Swordsman grinned. He stepped forward. Ning Leswani's mother who tried to block him while shouting with one edge just fell to the ground. 

“Go!” yelled Ning Leswani again. 

“Yes, we go equally sweetmee!” sahut Pendekar Kumbang Malam with eyes that emit a tempestuous lust. 

His hands were extended to reach the girl's waist. It was precisely at that moment that there was a very loud crackling. “Desticked riders! Pull your hand..!”

The Cursed Swordsman of the Night Beetle stopped the movement of his hand that was about to touch Ning Leswani's body. His head's in a swivel. His pair of eyes hit the body figure of a hunchbacked, haired and white-bearded old man. The old man with the white cloth was standing with a yellow bamboo stick in his right hand. 

“Who are you?” snarl Bendekar Kumbang Malam. 

The one asked grinned and tapped his yellow bamboo stick to the ground. This knock made everyone feel how the ground they were kneading became vibrating. The yellow bamboo in the old man's hand must have been a very powerful weapon. And those who are still there, who hate the Night Beetle Swordsman feel they have hope again for the appearance of the old man with this white cloth. 

“Accountable!” snarl Bendekar Kumbang Malam. “If not you will die free!” 

The white beard again tapped his yellow bamboo stick towards the ground. Her small eyes looked sharply at the young man in black robes. 

“Hundreds of days down the mountain, tens of weeks across the valley and hills, months across the river into the wilderness I finally met you too. Heh... he... he... he... he ..!” 

“You still don't want to tell me what your name is, old man? Don't regret!” 

Cursed Swordsman Night Beetle frowns. His eyes raised. 

“Nine innocent men you killed. Two of them are my students. Four women in the village you took away, you raped and you killed! You forgot all that...?!” 

“Hem...” Night Beetle Swordsman mangosteen several times. “No, I did not forget,” he said bluntly. 

“It's great if you don't forget!” said the old man. And the bamboo in his right hand on tap-tap it again. The ground is shaking again. “The villagers have come to me complaining about your savagery..” 

“How much bribe did the villagers give you to look for me old man?!” ejek Pendekar Kumbang Malam. 

The old man's face turned red. He laughed coldly. “Even if they do not come to the top of Mount Bromo, it has been a long time since I intend to intervene bend the trunk of your neck..!” 

Night Beetle Swordsman giggling, “Oh so you are the Yellow Bamboo Datuk of Mount Bromo?!” 

The old man now laughed back long as his left hand rubbed his long white beard to the chest. “If you already know who I am, why not quickly repent and commit suicide? Or still need me to break your head with this yellow bamboo?!” 

“Fart!” maki Swordsman Night Beetle with face full of anger. 

“If I fart, you know it!” said Datuk Bambu Kuning too and laughed again long as before. 

Rise the blood of the Night Beetle Swordsman. “Foolish man who does not know Mount Semeru stands on the face of the nose, accept your death in three ways!” shouted the Night Beetle Swordsman while storming with the pearl belt of his victim earlier. 

The Yellow Bamboo Grandfather was surprised to see the belt. “Eh, it is Kidal Boga's weapon, Rah Kuntarbelong's student. Where'd you get it, depraved man?!” 

“Ask the demons in hell later!” sahut Pendekar Kumbang Malam while saving pearl belt towards the opponent. 

The wind is like a mountain of waves hitting the Yellow Bamboo Datuk. Datuk Bambu Kuning quickly dodged. 

“You are not only a depraved human slayer and a rapist but also a thief of misfortune huh!” 

Datuk Bambu Kuning mengiblatkan yellow bamboo sticks. A series of winds that were not playing fiercely grabbed and resisted the belt wind attacks. Dust and sand flew by the wind of the two great weapons. The Cursed Swordsman of the Night Beetle was no less shocked when he felt his belt attack become meaningless as the yellow bamboo stick in the opponent's hand greeted his onslaught. Immediately this young man accelerated his movements. In an instant the Yellow Bamboo Datuk was wrapped up by the attack of the pearl belt. But once the old man screamed loudly and once he turned his bamboo stick in a strange manner, then he came out of the cage of the opponent's weapon attack. Now the onslaught of bamboo sticks is what wraps the body of the Night Beetle Swordsman. 

The youth was endless grumbling and cursing in his heart while getting himself pushed hard by the onslaught of opponents. Especially when the second style ended and when Datuk Bambu Kuning laughed mockingly and said. “This third step is your death-style, depraved man! Not my death!” 

And his yellow bamboo stick game is getting accelerated and getting more and more devastating. Yellow rays rolled around the young man's body.

SERIATE...

(i might write a few more episodes, out of it move books or move publishers. because it has been 100 more episodes, no income. I also need money 😔 )