MASSHIAHSAGA - THE POWER OF TWO KINGS

WHO STOOD, WHO SURVIVED

The long sleeveless long vest that had been torn apart was thrown on the side of the stage. Havard only stayed wearing his underwear wrapped in thin metal-like armor.

In front of him Sinhalese stood quietly with a cynical smile that he continued to show off. Havard slowly raised his sword into the air. Simultaneously the sky suddenly became cloudy and the clouds began to roar and then form a vortex that rotated over Havard.

Sinhala nodded slowly then turned her sword back in a pattern but this time, it was seen that the sword was emitting a blue light mixed with red light alternately.

Do Quo, who had been taught by an old man from the Sigirlya tribe, was surprised to stare at Sinhala.

"Buck!!!" exclaim Do Quo while standing. "Havard! Be carefull! He used the Universe's Fiery Ice Smelter!!!" exclaim Do Quo to Havard.

But Havard didn't hear it. He was also busy casting spells. From the whirlpool of the swirling clouds came down the thunderbolt that struck the sword that Havard was brandishing. The man was doing a study of the Heaven Cloud Collecting Sword taught by Nitsu Katsunoshin. It was the mainstay of the Aragami people that rested on the principle of absorbing natural energy and releasing it through the power of the sword.

Rudra looked at Do Quo. "Why Do Quo? Why do you look so anxious?"

"Sunday's Ice Smelter Fire Examination.it's the highest course of the Sacred Arhat Sakti Site that Amitabha created July. The move was handed down to the Sixth Chief of Sigirlya, Duang San Zhuan who was in exile in Wangjie's seat." said Do Quo.

"Isn't Havard's style capable of matching that study?" rudra Fishing.

"I don't know.The clear characteristics of the Universe's Ice Smelter can manipulate natural energy and make it a destructive force.." said Do Quo.

Accompanied by a common shout, the two fighters advanced to launch their attack. Havard relied on the Heaven's Cloud Gathering Sword Present to face Sinhalese who were using the Universe's Melting Ice Flame Tester.

DUARRR....

A large explosion occurred while the two weapons clashed. The arena blurred with dots of light examining here and there along with a flash that hit the arena floor as Havard swung his sword. Some of the spectators fled to take shelter, some of them took refuge behind their seats. A big storm hit.

The Amir of Turan, Sheikh Fahril at-Tamim itself is directly protected strictly by the hijabah. In the arena no longer seen the two fighters because they have exerted a high level of speed so as to melt in the dust that filled the stage of the match.

All that was heard was the sound of guns clashing and the sound of the cries of the two fighters. The audience complained of dizziness. The storm filled the stage of the match.

The Heaven Cloud Gathering Sword Present was a move created by Susanoo as he faced the dragon monster Orochi with a sword. Susanoo himself is one of the gods in the beliefs of the Kanpo plains. The Aragami tribe made Susanoo a major deity because they were descendants of Tengu who were devout followers of the god.

When deploying the study, the practitioners will be protected by whirlwinds and lightning strikes.

Sinhalese felt that sportively subduing Havard would not produce the expected results. Havard must have been protected by the water of immortality that the Aragami always consumed. In a sense, the knowledge of the Aragami people has been well mastered by his way of playing the tribe's sword techniques.

The way to win must be achieved in any way. Sinhala finally finds a way to conquer his opponent. The man then cast a spell.

This time it was Rudra's turn to be surprised. "What's? He mastered the Dashapasa style?!"

"What?!" sahut Do Quo no less surprised.

"No way!" exclamation Rudra. "How can he master that style? Only Ganatundra's padepokan has this style! Did he also study at Resi Amoghasidhi?!" beat the young man.

Sinhala's body immediately split into several twin figures and then advanced to surround Havard. Dozens of Sinhalese shadows advanced on Havard using the Smelting Ice Fire of the Universe.

The arena of the match suffered damage again as both fighters exerted their magic. Some of the walls of the Colosseum collapsed and cracked due to the strength of the study that the two practitioners practiced in the fight.

Havard rampaged slashing at any shadow that approached him. His defenses became open and made the Sinhalese use them cleverly. The man showed his sword out loud.

TRANGGGS.... TRAKKKKKK!!!!

The second slap caused Norimitsu's tachi to snap in half leaving Havard shocked.

JEREB!!!! UHHH....

Without dodging, Havard was forced to accept the sword thrust that Sinhalese thrust into his stomach.

"Ohimoooo!!!!" shouted Do Quo with a thump.

"Havaaarrrrd.." cried Selena with a choice.

Havard could only maintain the balance of his body that began to waver while the opponent's sword was still lodged in his body.

"Honey, Havard.." taunted Sinhala again and again his sword made Havard flinch.

JEREB!!! UKHH....

Havard stared at Sinhala amid a grin of pain. Blood came out of his mouth. "I.. no. I will. lose." he said amid the excruciating pain.

"You...lose!!!" sinhalese exclaimed as he drew his sword with a jolt. Havard's body jolted again and slowly collapsed to the floor with all four legs spread wide.

Sinhalese stood up and raised his sword, pointing the tip of the sword towards his opponent's neck.

"Death!!!!" sinhala exclaimed with a cruel smile. The sword slid fiercely towards Havard's neck.

"Tidaaaaaak." cried Selena hysterically while covering her face.

TRANGGG!!!!

EHHHH????

Sinhalese was surprised when his sword suddenly bounced. In front of him stood Nagini with a sword pointed at Sinhala's face. The woman's face looked cold and scary.

"That's enough!!!" he nodded slowly.

Sinhalese momentarily fixated then momentarily then he snorted while smiling cynically. The snow-white haired man turned around and waltzed leisurely out of the arena.

Nagini then sheathed her sword and took a small bottle of the Mentari Flower elixir and drank it to the dying Havard. At the same time, the voice of the host was heard.

"Yes!!!! Welcome the first champion of the Tarung Sejagat Tournament for this year... Sinhala from Shamvala!!!!"

Audience cheers. Nuzlan rushed out of the stands followed by Selena. Do Quo got up and ran up the stage. Nagini had just drunk the potion and before long the puncture wound fused again and Havard woke up guided by Nagini.

"You okay?" tanya Do Quo who knelt beside Havard.

Havard shook his head hinting he was cured. Selena and Nuzlan arrived at the stage.

Selena hit her head and hugged Havard, releasing her tears. "I told you, right?! I'm scared!!! I'm afraid Havard!!!" sedu Selena with hard.

Nagini became even more careless and slightly moved away, as did Do Quo who chuckled. The two got up to their feet letting the two young men calm each other down.

"I'm fine, Selena." - denied Havard. "You don't need that much!!!"

"Lho's? There will be Ahmad, Zubaidah." kilah Havard. "You won't be lonely, Selena..."

"I hate you! I hate you!!!" selena shouted in annoyance amid her sedu sedu while clawing at Havard's face. The man could only block the girl's actions while being furious.

Nuzlan and the others laughed at the silliness they displayed that twilight.

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Havard stood on the second floor while Rudra stood on the third. Sinhala itself stands in the middle of the two, is on the highest floor brandishing the gold trophy handed directly by Amir Sheikh Fahril at-Tamim. The second champion only received a plate (charter) of silver. All three are covered with bouquets of flowers by the committee.

After the championship coronation, the crowd ended. After receiving handshakes and photos of fans, Havard came to Selena who was sitting on the bench accompanied by Nagini.

At the end of there, Nuzlan accompanied by Do Quo was involved in serious discussions with Amir Sheikh Fahril at-Tamim who was escorted by several members of Hijabah.

"I'm sorry, I can only offer this." Havard said with a wry smile, thrusting a golden plate at Selena.

Selena smiled and nodded. "Thank you.." she said sincerely. "I don't mind who's a champion and who's not..."

Nagini left both. The woman was joined by Nuzlan and Do Quo who were temporarily in serious discussions with Amir Sheikh Fahril at-Tamim.

Havard sat down by Selena's side. "But I can see the disappointment in your eyes..."

"Yes, I'm disappointed." Selena answered honestly. "But I am grateful. You didn't die. I'm really grateful for that."

"REally?!" ask Havard not sure.

"If you die, who will accompany me back to Las Mecca?" sulking Selena with spoiled.

"You can go home with Nuzlan. You won't be lonely anyway.." - Havard.

YOGG!!!! ADUUUHHHHHHHH'S...

For a moment the remaining people in that place were shocked and looked towards the voice. There Havard lay on his back with a sharp forehead while Selena stood up while splotching her waist and angry uncontrollably.

"Fuck you Havard!!! Are you stupid or stupid?! You don't appreciate my attention?!" cerca Selena angrily while pointing at Havard who could only stare with a feeling of shock mixed in confusion.

"I'm just saying.." elak Havard.

"Shut up!!! Don't talk if you don't know what you're talking about!!!" sergeant Selena. "You think who you are, how dare you give me hope?! You fucking asshole!!! I hate you!!!"

After being content to scold the young man, Selena threw the charter in Havard's face and walked away with long strides while scraping alone.

"Nagini, follow up and accompany Selena home!" pinta Nuzlan's.

Nagini nodded then left the place. Havard himself got up and grimaced in pain holding onto his brow that was crushed by Selena using a silver charter. The man sat down again, grumbling long and short.

After completing the discussion, Nuzlan appealed to Amir Sheikh Fahril at-Tamim and stepped closer to Havard followed by Do Quo.

"Why are you fighting with Selena again?" nuzlan half complained.

"No idea!!!" havard's tirade was irritated as he expanded his hand and stroked his broken forehead. "Know that he suddenly shook me with this dish!" havard said with a sharp look at the silver disc. "Then go away angry. What is my fault?!"

"There must be a reason." said Nuzlan. "What did you say?"

"He expressed his fear when I was stabbed by Sinhalese in the match. When I said he wouldn't be lonely, uh he just stuck me with a plate! What did I say wrong?!" namel Havard again.

"That's all?" search Nuzlan.

Havard looked at his best friend with furrowed brows. "You don't believe it?!"

Nuzlan shrugged his shoulders and shook his hand. "That's it. We'll talk later in the inn." Havard.

"Let's go home." take her.

"Wait.." interrupted Nuzlan. "You have to change your clothes." she said observing Havard's performance. "Let's go to the market." take the man.

Havard. The three then walked out of the place and walked through the crowded market.

"What about the investigation?" ask Havard while observing the market visitors.

"Nil.." replied Nuzlan. "The one that was spread was hoax only. Lord Rotcshild is not here."

"So? We have to go back to Tel-Qahira?" stud Fishing.

Nuzlan. "We're leaving tomorrow" he answered and looked at Havard. "Sultan Yazid must know it immediately."

"I decided to come with you." said Do Quo. "I smell the smells of exciting adventures."

"How about your adventure looking for Enci Lan?" ask Havard.

"Both are done together" replied Do Quo. "I went on an adventure together, as well as looking for the whereabouts of Enci Lan."

Nuzlan smiled. "Then I'm happy.we can at least face the danger calmly."

All three arrived at the clothing market block. Nuzlan gave Havard the freedom to choose the clothes he liked.

Havard bought a white shirt with no sleeves, a pair of trousers, a leather belt with metal buckles and bags. He put it in a locker room. Pouches and sashes for storing light weapons are pinned on the left and right belts. Havard wore leather boots and his long, curled hair was allowed to unravel.

"I want to buy a tachi" Havard said. "My gun's broken."

Nuzlan. The three of them went to the weapon shop where Nuzlan had once bought a sword made by Norimitsu Osafune which he gave to Havard.

The shopkeeper thrust out a tachi that was slightly long in size from a sword Norimitsu had made.

"This is an odachi made by Naoe Kanesada." he said. "It costs two dinars" said the owner casually.

Havard agreed and bought the long sword. He looked at Nuzlan. "I like this thing. Similar to shira-zaya placed on the altar kamidana in the temples of Kanpo plains."

Nuzlan shrugged his shoulders. "What matters is that you like it.." he said.

Havard slipped the sword into his belt. The three stepped back to the Harem Bundi Inn using a horse carriage facility. []