Li Jie vs Zhou Ming 2
Author: Alfonzo Perez
last update2025-03-10 23:34:49

Prime Minister Yuan Yu also seemed satisfied after helping Prince Wang Wei. He recalled Prince Wang Wei’s words from a few days ago, saying that Princess Cempaka would accept the arranged marriage if Prince Wang Wei became the Grand Commander. In his mind, he was determined to assist Prince Wang Wei in winning the tournament and securing the title of Grand Commander of the Shang Dynasty.

Meanwhile, on Stage 4, Li Jie was putting Bima Danureksa in an increasingly difficult position. The tall, burly man struggled to anticipate Li Jie's high-speed attacks.

Several light strikes from Li Jie landed multiple times on his opponent's body. The young man believed that this tournament was just an ordinary competition, so he didn’t need to seriously injure his opponent.

Zhou Ming, however, had a different perspective. Although his opponent’s attacks had struck him several times and backed him into a corner, their lack of power gave him confidence that he could still win the match.

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  • GANGED UP BY TWO OLD WARRIORS

    “Since we have an agreement, follow me!” Aji said calmly, a clear, easy smile playing on his lips. “I will be delighted to entertain you both there!”With those words, he launched himself into the air with a lightness that defied belief, soaring over the palace’s perimeter wall — a structure of nearly six meters in height, built from thick, weathered stone.“Arrogant fool! Does he think we cannot match his speed?” Daniswara snarled. “Come, Kuntala — let us chase him down and teach him a lesson he will remember even in death!”Kuntala nodded, then exploded into motion, her form a blur of grace as she leaped over the high wall and bounded across the rooftops of the town’s houses. Her movements were fluid, almost feline, each jump carrying her further from the Duke’s domain.Daniswara refused to be left behind. He too shot forward, following in Kuntala’s wake as they raced after Aji into the open lands beyond the domain’s borders.Meanwhile, back within the palace walls…The battle raged

  • THE DEMON SWORD’S POWER

    With a fluid motion, Daniswara settled back into his stance, his dark sword beginning a slow, deliberate spin. As it turned, a low, howling wind began to rise around him — a gale that grew stronger with every revolution, its roar echoing through the palace courtyards.“You will learn the true might of my Demon Sword, wretch. Prepare yourself… I will erase you from this earth!”The handsome man — Aji — did not flinch at the threat. To him, every curse hurled his way was like a drug, fueling his strength, pushing his limits ever higher. He stood firm, his eyes locked on Daniswara’s spinning blade, his own aura beginning to hum with quiet power.As the sword’s spin quickened, a tidal wave of energy surged forth from its black steel. It was raw, untamed — a force that seemed to drink the light from the air around it. Aji poured his own energy into his core, bracing himself against the wind that now slammed into him with the force of a tidal wave. He knew, then, that his foe’s power had re

  • Aji vs Daniswara

    Kuntala and Daniswara surged into the grounds of the Tanjung Rejo Ducal Palace, their forms cutting through the night like arrows loosed from a bow. The air around them crackled with a quiet, dangerous energy— the kind that precedes the storm of battle.At that very moment, the fifty warriors of the Cakrabuana Royal Guard, led by Antasena, poured out of their barracks to reinforce Aji and Rangga. Soon after, Bargowo and Ratih followed, bringing with them hundreds of palace soldiers—most still bleary-eyed and weary, torn from the depths of sleep in the dead of night, yet their hands still steady on their weapons.And so the great battle erupted in full fury. The clash of steel against steel rang out like a haunting symphony, each note intertwined with the heart-wrenching cries of the dying. From both sides, the shouts of commanders urging their men forward echoed across the courtyard, adding to the chaos that consumed the night. It was a dance of death, wild and beautiful in its feroci

  • The Battle

    “Damnation!” he cursed silently. From a distance, he could see the great gates of the Tanjung Rejo Ducal Palace standing wide open—too wide, as if they had been thrown open by force. Hundreds of Prince Dananjaya’s soldiers swarmed into the palace grounds, their weapons drawn and glinting in the silver moonlight, moving like a tide of shadow and steel.A handful of palace guards had tried to hold the line, to keep the enemy from pushing deeper into the heart of the palace. But they were no match for the sudden assault. One by one, they fell, their cries of agony cutting through the stillness of the night like a knife through silk. And yet—strangely, terrifyingly—there was no sign of the rest of the palace garrison. They lay motionless in their barracks, as if struck by a spell that had lulled them into a deep, unbreakable sleep.Aji had no time to wonder why. If the enemy was allowed to roam free within the palace walls, it would not be long before Tanjung Rejo fell into Dananjaya’s ha

  • The Midnight Assault

    “The guards report that the two warriors we’ve been waiting for are outside, Your Highness,” Suryorojo replied.A wide grin spread across Prince Dananjaya’s face, and the knot of anxiety that had been coiling in his chest unraveled in an instant. All his worry vanished the moment he heard news of the warriors his master had summoned.“The guards are bringing them here now,” Suryorojo added, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.“Without Lodra, we’ve been lost for plans,” Prince Dananjaya said, letting out a harsh sigh. “And I’m certain Yoga has already betrayed our strength to Hanggareksa.”Just then, another knock echoed at the door. Suryorojo rose and crossed the room, pulling it open to reveal two figures standing in the hallway—men who looked to be roughly his age. The old man’s smile widened until it stretched across his face, warm with welcome.“Kuntala, Daniswara—how glad I am you’ve come!” he exclaimed, stepping aside. “Please, enter. The Prince has been waiting for you.”Kunta

  • Unease

    “Might I see them, My Lord?” Antasena interjected, his voice carrying a note of quiet curiosity. For in the corner of his mind, a faint memory stirred—he felt as if he had laid eyes on those twin spears before, in some distant time that now seemed lost to the mists of years.Duke Hanggareksa nodded slowly, his gaze lingering on the ancient weapons for a moment longer before he turned to Aji. “Show them to Antasena.”Aji rose with graceful ease, his fingers closing around the hilt of each spear in turn. The metal felt cool against his skin, thrumming with a silent power that seemed to hum through his very bones. He carried them across the chamber and passed them to Antasena, then returned to his seat beside the commander of the Cakrabuana Kingdom’s Royal Guard, his posture calm and unassuming.Antasena held the twin spears up to the light, his eyes narrowing as he studied every curve, every engraving that danced across their polished surfaces. The metal gleamed like captured starlight,

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