Cerita Silat Online Novels & Stories

He’s excited to face this guy. Gino and Bem-Bem were right. This Errol guy is twisted! Where the hell did this guy come from? Yohan pondered. “I knew it all along! Please, end the fight!” Marco pleaded with Dylan. “Cheyne’s in big trouble. His right arm is all jacked up and his other shoulder is already out of place!” But Dylan was too stubborn to listen to his bodyguard. He is too confident that his brother never lost a single fight. “Sir, this guy is using Silat Melayu. A Malaysian martial art. I’m telling you. This guy doesn’t play games. Silat wasn't made to beat an opponent - it was made to straight up kill people!"

Narti exclaimed from the other side of the phone. Eve tried to smile, "No need, Narti! Something might have fallen! I might have to clean it up, right?" "But, Eve...." Narti felt uneasy, for some reason she felt there was something. "There is! No problem! After all, it's thanks to you that I got to practice a little martial arts, right? What's it called, Silat? Well, not as advanced as you, but...I think it's enough to defend myself!" Eve exclaimed again while continuing to smile warmly.

ALL my way back to Certajava, I dreamed of singing a love song in the rain for Julia. From behind the window, Julia greeted my chant with her Indian dance. Really hypnotized until I am not aware, I almost arrived at Brother Laymisch's coffee stall. From a distance, I saw a group of people laughing there. My father ever told me the nowadays people, who lived in Certajava and Wigan are the descendants of the elders who experts in 'silat'--traditional martial arts--and boxing.

"You're good at martial arts. It was taekwondo, was it?" "Hm. That's not as great as you did. What was that? I never saw the moves you made. You beat them with one punch and they fell like dry twigs." "I studied several martial art, mainly silat, since childhood. It is a martial art from Indonesia which is considered deadly because its movements are fast and strong. One of my aunts married an Indonesian man and he is a coach for national silat athletes. I studied Muay Thai, and Judo, too."

said Roy while showing the waiter what we ordered. "Well, Clarisa said you were into martial arts; what do you like?" Roy asked while looking at me with calm eyes. To be honest, this makes me nervous. I'm not used to being stared at by a guy with eyes like this. "Em, I'm studying Pencak Silat. I don't understand the variety of martial arts. I met someone who could teach me Pencak Silat, so I learned it." Roy nodded slowly, trying to understand what I meant.