MASSHIAHSAGA - THE POWER OF TWO KINGS

THE HALILINTAR BOXING OWNER

Havard stepped into the hall, right in front of the door, standing upright Sinhalese with a flat yet sharply intimidating gaze. Havard stood before the snow-white-haired man.

"Do you want to speed up the fight with me?" ask Havard.

Sinhalese grunted softly and gave way. Havard nodded then stepped up. When he passed, his shoulder was held by Sinhalese. The young man stopped, his face did not turn and looked at the young man also not looking for the snow-white-haired man.

"I will give you a surprise in our fight later." said Sinhala also without looking. "Don't you dare lose the fight later..."

Sinhalese took off his grip on Havard's shoulder and stepped out of the hall and down the side aisle behind the arena guardrail with the contestants' rooms.

Havard only turned his head slightly to observe his opponent candidates who disappeared behind the corner. The young man then stepped up again. At the end, Do Quo was seen enjoying the food in the box. Seeing the arrival of Havard he paused for a moment his activities.

"How's the fight going?" ask Do Quo. "I'm sorry I didn't get to watch your match" he said, lifting the food box. "I'm still enjoying this.your rations are there." he continued to nod his chin towards the box located next to his seat.

"Thank you." Havard sat down and picked up the box. "But I'm not hungry." the young man handed Do Quo his ration box. "Eat it..."

"Oh yeah?" jump Do Quo happily and then welcome the box. "Thank you." she said and went back to enjoying the food.

"I just got a threat from Sinhalese." said Havard made Do Quo had time to pause its activities. Havard looked at the man. "We passed by at the hall door. Chances are he's watching my fight..." Havard looked up at the hall. "It looks like we'll meet in a fight..."

"Not until I test it for you." said Do Quo, putting the empty food box to the side and taking another food box and opening it. "Let him face me." said Do Quo back chewing food. "I will measure the extent of his competence so that you can estimate and prepare a sound strategy to deal with it..." The man smiled again as he devoured a small piece of meat and resumed splicing. "That's if he wins against me..."

Havard stared at Do Quo. "You mean?"

"If I lose, it means he will face you." said Do Quo on the sidelines of his activities chewing food.

"Too confident." Havard commented.

"Confidence is important." reply Do Quo again spent the leftovers in the box. He then burped long and clucked, after which he continued his words.

"What can't be, is takabur." he said as he placed the food boxes beside him and looked at Havard.

"You've eaten a lot of the sour-salt of life. Learn a lot in every place you go...I'm sure you can deal with it." replied Do Quo as he patted Havard's shoulder many times.

There were cheers and the notification of the third match was about to begin. The names of the two contestants have been called. Two fighters standing on the wall facing each other advanced and stepped together out towards the arena.

Do Quo looked back at the door of the hall. "What you should remember is...he has thrown the first challenge to you... as a knight, you must serve him.. isn't that the general code of ethics of the Kangouw world?" said Do Quo while raising his left eyebrow.

Havard nodded a few times and sighed. He rises. "I will do meditation for a moment." said the young man then stepped away leaving Do Quo alone waiting for his turn.

...****...

The third battle had just finished and this was the first one. The two contestants fell because they both attacked each other and ran out of energy and blood.

The janitors went in to clean up the remains of the fight including pools of blood that were scattered on the floor of the match. To eliminate the boredom of the audience, the sponsor decided to provide entertainment for visitors.

In the arena, a show. A group of girl groups emerged and enlivened the atmosphere with the song they developed, combined with the tangled disco-techno music. For a moment the audience forgot their boredom and joined the dance in his place.

Nuzlan himself did not pay attention to his appearance, swaying along with the flow of music. Selena has fun. Only Nagini really takes care of her image, not tempted to follow the dark side of her orgasm.

"If Havard is here, it will certainly be more fun." exclaimed Nuzlan with a loud voice developing a loud music sound in the middle of his jogging activity.

"What does Brother want him here for?" sahut Selena asked no less loudly.

"To accompany you to dance!" replied Nuzlan loudly.

"He's not good at dancing" Selena said. "His movements are like the Kingkong raging against the Serpentical..."

Nuzlan laughed and returned to dancing. The atmosphere by noon became crowded.

...****...

Havard closed his eyes and focused his heart on one point. It releases all the burdens of the mind to attain enlightenment. As a monotheistic follower of ancient teachings, the young man practiced some sufistic practices such as casting spells containing admiration and servitude to the Supreme Lord.

He won the semi-final match. Means only the decisive fight that will be lived. Havard chanted a variety of words that calmed the heart.

O Lord of Hearts, strengthen my body and strengthen my heart. Sharpen my weapons and weaken my enemies... You who are able to flip through the heart of every creature, over Your Restu, I will achieve victory...

...****...

Four matches have already passed, now the last match of the semi-final round. The host has called for the name Do Quo to enter the arena of the match. His opponent was Te Mou Chin, a famous wrestler from the plain of Guon Luon located next to the island of Daipeh. Guon Luon itself is a barren plain that is inhabited by predatory beasts. Only the Borjigui, and Te Mou Chin, could survive and establish nomadic settlements in the region.

Do Quo stood in the arena. The man was wearing a white sleeveless compact outfit. His waist was tied with a red belt. The pants are wide and are inserted in velvet boots. While his opponent was large in height with a thin bronze armor carved in the form of a demon's head and collar of his spirit in the form of a circular horn and the tip sticking out to the shoulder. The man's head was overgrown with a grayish-yellow hair.

The bell rings a sign of the match starting. Do Quo prepares his horses, as well as Te Mou Chin.

Te Mou Chin tried to fend off attacks that could be repelled, but so fast the kick art practiced by Do Quo, the man received many kicks on his body.

Yet Do Quo growled in surprise, realizing his opponent had not experienced the effects of the Thousand Shadow Kick. Suddenly Te Mou Chin quickly stuck out his hand and managed to catch next to Do Quo's foot.

The man was aghast and struggled to escape, but he lost strength. Te Mou Chin lifted Do Quo's body and slammed it onto the floor.

BRUKK.... UUGH...

Do Quo stomped in pain as his body hit the floor. The man quickly got up and bouncy away. Do Quo put the horses back on.

This man took advantage of the momentum to create damage...

"Yes brothers!!! Look at the prowess of the Guon Desert Demon Luon-Te Mou Chin!!!" the exclaiming of the host was greeted by low boisterous voices of cheering spectators.

Te Mou Chin felt proud to hear the cheers of the audience making his spirit rise manifold. While in front of him, Do Quo put up the horses with a squeaking gaze, looking for the weak points of his opponent.

Returning with a single shout, Do Quo advanced swinging a handcuff. Surprisingly, Te Mou Chin let it go. Do Quo's hand hit Te Mou Chin's side of the neck.

PLUKKKP... EEEHHH???

Do Quo groaned astonished to realize that the impact of his hand had no effect on his opponent. With a furious Do Quo forward directed the fist towards the point between the nose and eyebrows.

TAPPP'S... EH???

Deftly Te Mou Chin caught Do Quo's fist and squeezed it. Do Quo groaned in pain and pulled his hand quickly and jumped up and swung his arm against Te Mou Chin's shoulder.

PLUKKKP...PLUKKKP...PLUKKKP...

Time and again Do Quo aimed punches and hits at his opponent's shoulders and chest but Te Mou Chin remained firmly in place.

Suddenly Te Mou Chin advanced again catching Do Quo's fist and pulling it. Do Quo was drawn forward and Te Mou Chin hugged him tightly. Do Quo thrashed loudly.

"Ware!!! Do Quo can't escape!!!" screeched Selena in horror and closed her mouth. The girl was extremely anxious.

Nuzlan advanced her back and let out a stifled groan while Nagini almost stood up with a glare so sharp looking at Te Mou Chin who suddenly jumped back while still hugging Do Quo who was still struggling. The brownish-yellow-haired man suddenly swirled to move his position, leaving Do Quo's body down and the two fell to the floor.

BRUKKKKIS.... UHHHH...

Selena covered her face while shrieking in horror, Nuzlan and Nagini stared anxiously. The audience shuddered in horror at seeing Do Quo sprawled almost fainted with his back. It seemed that his crumpled body was being overpowered by Te Mou Chin's heavy body.

Te Mou Chin got up and stood up and raised his hands and contemplated his victory. I heard the crowd cheers again.

"Do Quo! Wake up Do Quo!!!" nuzlan exclaimed loudly and gripped the edge of his chair firmly.

Te Mou Chin then leaned over lifting Do Quo's drooping body then lifted him up while roaring again accompanied by hysterical audience cheers.

"Wake up Do Quo!!!" nagini suddenly exerted a deep force and sent a sound so that it penetrated Do Quo's hearing.

The man suddenly regained consciousness as Te Mou Chin was about to slam his opponent to the knee to break Do Quo's spine.

Do Quo hugged Te Mou Chin's neck and relied on the force of gravity as Te Mou Chin was about to smash Do Quo's body to the knee, he twisted until finally it was Te Mou Chin who slammed forward and fell rolling on the floor.

Do Quo got up and stood up straight. He sets his strongest pace. Both hands are bent down, bringing up the biceps while the chest and stomach muscles bulge to form a thin layer. After that Do Quo raised his hand and clenched his head close to the cheek. His sharp gaze shot towards Te Mou Chin who had bounced with great difficulty in pain.

Suddenly Do Quo pointed his left hand forward and his right hand to the side of the face and he jumped. In the air he cried out.

"Blow Lightning!!!" he shouts his fist which is on the side of the face forward.

BUAGHHH... AACHH...

The fist hit Te Mou Chin's face. A slashing cry rang out from the mouth of the great wrestler from the Guon Luon desert as his body was pushed backwards. Do Quo's body then bounces again in the air. He bersalto for a moment then swooped again directing the kick.

"Gradlint Kick!!!!" yells.

BUAGHHH... AHHHH...

The kick hit Te Mou Chin's face the second time and the wrestler's body snapped. Do Quo landed softly on the floor and put up a motion change. Slowly but surely, Te Mou Chin slid onto the floor.

Do Quo returned to his leisurely stance and bowed towards Te Mou Chin who was lying quietly on the floor then stepped out of the arena.

Once again the audience cheers. Officers appeared to transport Te Mou Chin's body to the outside of the arena. They checked. Moments later, the famous wrestler from the plain of Guon Luon breathed his last due to the skull damage caused by two blows made Do Quo. []