The Way Of The Ruler(English Version)

Arriving at the Gajah Mada military camp he saw Madhava Gautama was training with his spear. Various movements were used by Madhava and a gust of air split as Madhava's spear was swung from the stab to the swing showing the strength that Madhava Gautama had.

Gajah Mada who saw the ability of Madhava unconsciously grasped his spear strongly, and he approached Madhava Gautama who looked very focused.

"What a powerful technique"

Madhava who was practicing was distracted by the voice of Gajah Mada from a distance. And he saw Gajah Mada approaching him and when Gajah Mada approached him the pressure he felt. Slowly but strongly the pressure emanated from Gajah Mada.

"ha ha ha ha…. This is nothing compared to my father, general Gajah Mada "

"Oh ... Mr. Marshal, yes, he looks as strong as a lion. All I know is that a lion does not usually give birth to a dog, I hope you become a small lion not a Madhava dog. "

Hearing the words of Gajah Mada that seemed condescending to himself, Madhava only ignored him because he believed in the strength he had, and he believed in the techniques he had learned from his father that he had changed and he added elements from the techniques the opponent had used when facing him. Seeing the actions of Madhava who ignored him, Gajah Mada was not angry but he smiled with satisfaction.

"General Gajah Mada, let's start the fight."

While saying the challenge, Madhava mounted his horse and spurred his horse towards Gajah Mada tightly accompanied by a swing of his spear. Seeing Madhava in a position to attack Gajah Mada stamped his feet on the horse he was riding and drove towards Madhava gradually and slowly did not seem to be in a defensive or attacking position, other than seeing Madhava in a position to attack Gajah Mada the horse that walked slowly he did not swing his spear but held it.

When the distance between Gajah Mada and Madhava Gautama got closer and there would be a collision, Gajah Mada changed the position of the spear he held into a prick. When Madhava saw the change in the position of Gajah Mada's spear, he changed the position of his spear that had previously been in attack position to a position to parry.

The impact was unavoidable when they faced each other. The sound of friction and impact of iron could be heard from their two weapons.

"Ting ... tring .... trang ..."

The swing of the spear used both caused air friction and sparks that looked like sparks.

Madhava swings his spear with all his strength, Gajah Mada avoids the swing of Madhava's spear while making a stab at Madhava's waist. Feeling a cold sensation from the direction of his waist Madhava turned his spear.

Madhava was pushed back after turning his spear and he pulled his horse back so he was able to rebalance his position again then he looked at Gajah Mada. Madava returned to spur his horse and lunged at Gajah Mada and pulled his spear back as if to throw a spear then he jabbed his spear in the front with a moving movement Madhava used it with the speed of his horse, the momentum generated by the combination of the two was very strong.

Gajah Mada looked at Madhava's hack seriously and he felt that this prick had ki energy. He immediately did the same prick as Madhava used without moving his horse, he looked like a statue today.

A strong collision resulted from the meeting of the two spears and Gajah Mada was pushed one meter back while Madhava was pushed and fell to the ground. Madava held his c.h.e.s.t, he felt that he received a wound from the impact of the spear.

Madhava immediately stood up and held the spear with both hands and straightened the spear in line with the position of his body. Madhava gathered the ki from within himself and spread it throughout the body and the spear was first.

There was a change in the spear and the air in Madhava's body, now he looks different from himself when riding his horse, now he looks calm and different from the one who looks full of enthusiasm.

"nice…. Nice…. Madhava, I am not wrong about you, I will be a little serious this time "

Gajah Mada gave praise after seeing the situation from Madhava. Now Gajah Mada also descended from his horse and immediately swung his spear and then buried his spear to the ground. Gada Mada gathered all the Ki he had and pulled his spear. and the sky is sheltering.

In a blink of an aura the Gajah Mada who previously looked compassion and silence turned into a battlefield and bloodthirsty fierceness that resembled a beast.

Gajah Mada swung his spear and did a sweep, he lunged at Madhava with Ganas. A hit after hit was carried out by Gajah Mada on Madhava who tried to fend off an attack from Gajah Mada.

Their aura and battle affected the air around him. Madhava retreated back then stomped his feet to pound Gajah Mada stabbing his spear with all his strength so many times that the thrust by Madhava looked like a shadow,

"Receive this ... Zece Fulgere"

Getting a barrage of attacks from Madhava, Gajah Mada deflected and avoided it, he was quite pressured by the stabs that were launched by Gajah Mada turning his spear very fast and directing the spear's rotation into the technique that Madhava launched and then thrust his spear. Gajah Mada with a slash aimed at Madhava's waist.

Madhava bounced after receiving a swipe from Gajah Mada, a handful of blood came out of his mouth when Madhava was about to stand he saw a spear pointing at him at high speed and made a deafening sound. Besides seeing the spear sliding towards him he also saw Gajah Mada behind that spear.

Madhava avoids the spear that is pointing at him but he still receives damage from the spear. Mada's face takes back the spear that is now embedded in the ground, then he pulls the spear. When Gajah Mada's spear is pulled a crack appears where the spear is embedded.

Gajah Mada just stood still and looked at Madhava, who now seemed to be struggling to stand up, twirling his spear and then placing and holding it on his back.

"Is this your only ability Madhava"

Madhava heard the call from Gajah Mada to have a sour face and he immediately got up and positioned himself as before.

"No general, I still have more ability than this"

"Oh ... then show me all your true abilities"

Madhava collects his ki and sends the ki's energy to his spear. Again, using horses to make puncture movements.

"Zece Fulgere"

Hearing the Madhava technique he previously used, Gajah Mada again parried and restrained the stitches. When he held the prick from Madhava he felt that the ki contained in the stab of this technique was different felt like a snaking snake. launched by Madhava, who had previously been sharp and winding and turned irregularly but kept aiming at him. He felt the puncture winding Gajah Mada who twirled his spear to withstand the puncture, changing swing movements and slashes from all directions. they continued to collide and become more intense, as the contemplation became more intense one of Gajah Mada's slashes against Madhava's wounded waist.

Getting an attack at the place that had been injured Madhava took a sip of fresh blood from his mouth

"Cough"

Seeing Madhava who was bleeding Gajah Mada was quite anxious because he did not want to kill or give fatal injuries to Madhava.

"For youths at your age, you are already strong enough Madhava ... hahaha ... what technique did you use just now looks different from the previous technique"

While wiping the blood in his mouth Madhava told the name of the technique and asked if Gajah Mada used one of the techniques he had when dealing with it.

Madhava gave the name zece mize de șerpi fulgere to the technique he was using. Hearing the name of the technique Gajah Mada was quite happy especially after he found out that the technique was developed by Madhava himself as a form of improvement from his father's technique.

"I will tell you the name of the technique I used after you could withstand this attack."

Hearing Gajah Mada's words, Madhava immediately prepared himself. Strong pressure and aura emanated from Gajah Mada's spear, and he lunged like a beast towards Madhava and turned his spear and then a powerful swing appeared from above which pointed towards Madhava's head.

Madhava restrained the swing of Gajah Mada with the remaining power and strength, he restrained it using the handle of his spear.

"With just a little strength you are able to hold it, good ... good ..."

"I'll tell you the name of the technique I'm using"

Madhava, who almost collapsed to the ground, heard that he was able to withstand an attack by Gajah Mada, smiling. He knew that at the last moment the Gajah Mada attack removed the pressure and strength on his spear.

"Thank you, general"