RICH PRANAJA HEIR TO TIRTANALA
EPS 57 TWO-GENERATION FIGHT

TWO GENERATION FIGHT

The clarity of the heart is the key in our understanding of life. And clarity of heart can only be obtained when we are able to free the heart from all ambitions and concerns for the world.

General Xialuai Khan was risking his pride in front of his men. The words coming out of the masked man's mouth have placed him as the most guilty of the fallout from the revolution he is fighting. The death of thousands of innocents due to the ridiculous ambition of a General obsessed with Mongolian might in his past?

“Go all of you! I will face the masked man myself. Let Death determine who has the truth here!” his screams split the space.

But no one shook to hear his call. True loyalty is based on the love of the men with their faith, the inner bond based on the same desire, see again the glory of Mongolia rule the world. And they were confident in the General's ability to realize his dream. It means that there is no reason for them to leave their leader in a precarious situation. Tijitibehs! Dead siji dead kabeh. Rawe-rawe rantas unfortunate complete! Better to perish than live as a traitor!

“No General! We'll stay here with you. We face all these obstacles, to achieve the future of Mongolia in your faith!”

General Xialuai Khan turned his body back. This time with a face that looks good. His eyes stared intently at Pranaja's face.

“You heard it yourself, right? They themselves are willing to sacrifice themselves for the country, not because of my fault,” he said later.

“That's because you've brainwashed them with the General Black Rose potion,” Pranaja said.

“Ah, it feels like I'm talking too much,” Xialuai said later. “Kill him! Finish it off until the spirit doesn't recognize itself!”

Simultaneously the fourteen remaining pieces of his fruit darted to attack Pranaja with unsheathed swords. Instantly the shining edges of the sword reflected the sunlight that surrounded his body. Pranaja activated his T-Shield 313216 armor. It felt like the cold had penetrated him, seeping into the pores of the skin, the nerves and the grains of blood. Makes his body power multiply.

After that, he took out the Sekilan Cow study from inside his body. It's like there's an invisible veil protecting her. Any weapon that attacks his body, at a distance of ten centimeters will be restored.

“Matek ajian Lembu Sekilan!”

Rich Pranaja walked quietly among the swords of his enemies. With the study of the Sekilan Cow he had, the swords would not be able to touch his skin. Even though his enemy has as much energy as an elephant.

Then he stopped. In the middle of the battleground he stood tall. His feet were firmly treading the earth. His voice rattled the hearts of anyone who heard it.

“Party Tirtanala!”

Pranaja shook both hands. Instantly the freezing and crushing cold was felt blowing within twenty square meters. Eve it attacks the joints, nerves and blood tissue in the body. Like a statue, the bodies of the attackers appear to be silently shivering in various poses. Only their eyes could still move.

“Take good care General! If I want to touch my hands to the ground, they will be crushed like a broken glass statue hit by a hammer,” said Pranaja.

“But I don't want to do it. Because I don't like to see blood flowing, lives uprooted and families hurt by their deaths.”

“How arrogant are you. Apparently you're showing off power in front of me!” shout Xialuai.

Then he pulled out his flagship weapon. He's a tasbih from his pocket. Two bags were thrown into the air, one to the right and one to the left. In a swirling state, the two prayer beads flew closer to each other. It then fused to form a larger tasbih with twelve large grains symbolizing the twelve elements of the power of the earth and sky.

The dust is spinning faster. The grains, made of pearls, absorb sunlight, making them appear to glow golden yellow.

“What? The long-lost Dalai Lama of the Tibetan Temple? You're the thief?” pranaja said in disbelief.

He held his hand forward firmly.

“Heyaaa!!”

A golden yellow ray shot from the beads towards Pranaja. As soon as the young man jumped up high to avoid it, he knew the power of the golden rays coming out of the beads was terrifying. Let alone the human body, even mountains can be split.

As a result, fourteen members of the Black Rose Army whose bodies were frozen behind Pranaja were affected. They were split into two by an attack by their own Supreme Leader.

Pyars! Prangs! byars!

Their bodies fell to the ground and shattered like glass fragments. Without blood and screams of pain.

For a moment Xialuai gasped to see his loyal soldiers die from his own carelessness. His anger reached its peak. He ran quickly towards Pranaja, then jumped and darted to attack Pranaja with all his strength. While his sacred prayer beads were still hovering in the air following him.

Pranaja stood quietly. His hands were stretched to the right and to the left. At the moment when Xialuai took out his flagship style, Pranaja greeted him with the power of the Shadow Wall.

“Sabana Storm!” yelled Xialuai Khan.

There was the sound of the rumbling of a fierce storm that toppled the trees and blew away the large rocks. The force of the storm shot to attack the body of Pranaja cungkring.

“Shadow Walls!”

A wall of wind two meters thick crashed forward, welcoming the power of the Sabana Storm.

“Blar! Blar!”

There were sparks like lightning as the two great powers met. The two wind forces pushed each other forcefully. The equally long rambur of Pranaja and Xialuai fluttered in a violent storm. Then both bodies jumped forward.

Both are in a one-on-one battle. Equally strong and powerful. They put all the knowledge and wisdom they have. Xialuai's giant arms collided with Rich Pranaja's gibberish arms in the air. It causes lightning friction and large sparks. Xialuai was once a favorite disciple of the Dalai Lama, while Rich Pranaja was a Chosen Knight of the Begawan Wanayasa breed who had moksa and become a God..

His body has been melted down with various powerful forces belonging to his ancestors in the waterfall Plethuk and Black Stone Cave.

Miracle and soldiers from both hostile camps came to the battle arena. Riding troops and the government military cheered each other in support from a distance.

“Heyaa..!!”

“Aarrggghhh!!!”

By late afternoon the fighting had not yet been seen to be over. Then the two stood at a distance. Xiaulai Khan immediately gathered his ultimate power. The two Tibetan sachets were separated again. Then tied to the palm of each hand.

Then the power began to creep and fill both of his hands. Starting from his elbow to his palm, emanated a golden yellow radiance.

Rich Pranaja stood tall. Both hands crossed in front of his chest. The power of the gods united flowed in his blood. He moved into both of his eyes. A moment later, it appeared that his eyes had turned into a dazzling light blue glow. This is the power of the God's Eye Grace which is very powerful legacy of Eyang Karangkobar.