
"Take care just for the ring you're looking for me to the trendy millennium, if I don't want to give you what?" asked Albara indifferently.
"If you don't want me to force you, but again I offer to hand us a pinto ring, and join us if you need the treasure we'll give you if you want the power we'll give you, you can choose which part of the earth you want to command" Khoiril stood defiantly on his waist.
"If I still refuse your offer how?" ask Albara again.
"You're tired of living yes, well if you refuse means you're asking for death" Khoiril pointed his index finger at Albara.
Albara stomped his feet his body had already sped at an incredible speed avoiding Khoiril, but as fast as he ran khoril could still catch up with him, then there was a great war of matches, and, like two cats chasing each other, slamming each other, clawing each other. Such is the situation of Albara with Khoiril they only look like a shadow of great prowess coupled with the sound of bones clashing in the aftermath of the sound of a two-power blast.
Their shadow continues to chase their spheres are already at the top of the building jumping from one building to another building. Strangulation from Albara or Khoiril sometimes accompanied the attacks. Suddenly there was a creepy high screech from the mouth of the kgoiril, followed by his body jumping into the air, floating like flying around the body Albara.
"Hmmmm, you're tired of living" and then shot with a powerful blow to Albara's chest.
Albara was surprised when he realized that Khoiril's body was traveling at high speed, the heat was already there before he hit Albara. Albara's chest felt bubbling just because of the heat from the blow of khoiril. Albara prepared to stretch both hands in front of the chest and then gather cold from the navel to exert into both hands, welcoming Khoiril's devastating blow.
"Outside" explosion because their same expanse was thrown backward up to ten meters. their bodies shot from the top of the freefall building. They had mastered the peeing of the god-level body even though their bodies fell from a height but they landed lightly on the top of the building below it, then jumped again like flying and then alighted on the wall of another building, creeping like lizards at incredible speed, in a short time they had been at the top of the building.
They stood staring at each other this time they were already in a different building, where they were separated by a very crowded street. It was seen Khoiril bending his knees, focusing his attention on exerting heat. Albara responded with the same gesture of exerting coldness.
"Duaaaar" the sound of lightning was heard tearing through the horizon, from Khoiril's hand striking a dazzling white beam darting as fast as light towards Albara.
"Desss" from Albara's hand came out a very cold air giving rise to ice grain crystals that drove at incredible speed towards Khoiril.
"Duaaaar" again a powerful explosion occurs when the two forces meet.
Khoiril bounced back three steps while Albara was also thrown up to three steps.
"Ahhhhh" Albara's body collapsed losing control momentarily, feeling like a high voltage current shock.
"Good... Not only will I get the pinto ring but I will also get the fire arrow of hell" Khoiril was already standing in front of Albara at the top of the building where Albara had nearly fainted.
During their battles Albara was always desperate where all the moves Albara put out only came from the Upper Sharp Tembesi. While Khoiril mastered various styles that have been stolen from various major universities in the Indian and Asian continents.in the science of body painting can be said Khoiril superior to him, he said, in terms of their inner power could be said to be balanced, but in long range blows Albara was also not able to stem the Thunder Lightning's punch Tearing the Horizon released by Khoiril. even though his body was not charred by the flames, Albara felt shocked by the high voltage which took away his control for a moment.
"You're a great man, but don't think I'm just handing you a pinto ring, while I'm still there I'll try to defend it" Albara then precedes attacking Khoiril.
Albara realized that using the style of the Upper Sharp Tembesi, would not be able to overcome Khoiril. Albara drew out King Solomon's fire arrow from the pinto ring. With a bow in his left hand and an arrow in his right hand Albara attacked Khoiril with a flaming arrow of hell taught by King Solomon.
"You have not been able" Khoiril stood on horseback to welcome Albara's attack.
Hot air began to be felt when Albara played the arrow of hell fire by exerting heat from his body. The game of the bow in his left hand and the arrow in his right hand like two very different streams made Khoiril desperate great.
"Khoiril is not me but you are the one who will die" Albara like fighting with the power of two people bow arrows in his left hand more widely used to fend off and dispel attacks Khoiril but occasionally become a very dangerous attack. While the arrow in Albara's right hand is a very dangerous weapon sometimes piercing like a spear sometimes slashing like a sword.
Again they fought a great battle, this time Albara was on the wind with a style that was not known Khoiril.this time they used the same magic power heat. Khoiril took out a fan and a short dagger even though their movements were very different but the principle of action was the same. Several times they were thrown violently when the dagger met the bow of the arrow or instead the rampage of the arrow in Albara's hand met the fan in Khoiril's hand.
They began to pound each other very carefully, each mading realized that the opponent could not be taken lightly. They exert all their strength in them, if they are off guard then once they are hit by an opponent then the risk of death will come to them. The longer the passing fifty moves back Khoiril began to be desperate.
Khoiril was not a random person he had an arsenal of combat experience up to a hundred moves he could still withstand an Albara attack. Dead fall is difficult in the guess who will be the winner.anyone who wins can be sure not to come out without severe injuries.
"Khoiril prepare to receive the torment of God through my hand" cried Albara, twisting the arrows that had turned into blue rays that sometimes swerved like a sword. with a very strong wind. Seeing such a great attack Khoiril was so shocked that he cried out loudly.
"Diamond"
His body was thrown backward and then rolled when the arrow had grazed his shoulder. Khoiril felt the immense heat of his chest burning. His life was almost broken due to the heat on his shoulder. "It's very hot and just stuck" Khoiril thought.