ROMANCE AT THE END OF TIME
WHO IS STRONGER

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Black bats are currently dealing with Seta Aji. The old man was apparently not to be taken lightly by his science of canuragannya.

"Damn!. It turns out that this old geezer has some pretty good intelligence as well." In the heart of the Black Rose felt wary of her enemy, as the feint motion hit her body several times.

"God!. You don't have to think much about young people. I'm not the kid yesterday afternoon that you can beat so easily!. I've tasted its bitter salt acid plunging into the martial world." With a turbulent feeling, Seta Aji pointed towards the Black Bull. The feeling of anger that he had been feeling. "I will not spare those who have killed my grandson!." He plays a pretty dangerous game. The desire to kill him right now was extremely strong.

"You can't be arrogant old man!. Don't underestimate the ability I have. Even though you have a lot of life experience from me!." Black bats stared fixedly at Seta Aji's eyes, as if diving into the old man's subconscious. He saw all the moves played by Seta Aji, and he began to play that style.

"Botten bastard!. How could you possibly imitate the moves I've learned all along!." His heart was hot, when he saw the Black Bull playing the same style as him.

"God!. I told you old man!. Don't underestimate my abilities!." Black bats grinned widely. He continued the exact same movement as that played by Seta Aji.

"fearless!. I can't accept you stealing my moves!. I'll kill you, you little rancid boy!." His heart grew hotter, when he saw the Black Bull play its nurse well.

"God!. Don't talk to old man much!. Just feel your own way, and I'll happily dig a grave for you." The Black Rose did not hesitate at all to face the old man.

They both stop the movement of the stance, observing the movement of the opponent. Predict where the opponent will move. Tiger moves pouncing on prey, is not an ordinary style that is easily imitated by anyone. It took a long time to bring out the tiger aura from the user's body. Why Black Breeds can learn. "Ah no!. How could that snot boy know my style!." His heart cursed the Black Bull who easily played the moves he had?.

Long enough they looked at each other, until they predicted where the enemy would move. They take a swipe like a tiger that has targeted its prey. After that they jump very high, pouncing on their prey. There was a loud sound of a tiger Auman, and the tiger air coming out of their bodies. Moreover, they saw sharp claws from their fists.

The two of them pitted against each other, fighting each other. Shows which tiger is stronger. Both of them did not give any gap to their enemies. Their eyes were so wild looking for the weak point of their enemy.

"Bad!. It turned out that this rancid boy could play the tiger style of pouncing on prey well. The insolent!. I won't let him live!. Because he has dared to steal my moves!." In the course of the fight, his heart still branched out, and did not accept that the manager had been stolen by someone else.

"Be quiet you rancid boy!. I won't let you live!. Because you have dared to steal my moves!."

Back they clawed blows. And at that moment, their fight was terrible. It's putting a lot of pressure around that place. Until finally they both release the claws of the strongest tiger with the help of internal energy they have. Both were hit by the attack, and screamed in pain.

"Left!." Their chests were both struck by fairly deep claws. Seen traces of deep enough scratches on their bodies. Both were knocked to the ground, because of the injuries they had sustained.

"Daddy!." The Red Scarf was shocked upon hearing the screams of pain. He had to jump away from Suliswati who was still eager to kill him.

"Where are you going!." Suliswati exerted her inner energy towards the Red Shawl. "I won't let you run away from this fight!."

Red Shawl managed to dodge the attack, he realized the attack could endanger his safety. But he is currently worried about his brother. But the woman did not let him go anywhere.

"Our fight is not over!. And you don't run away!." Suliswaati uses body lightening techniques. He approached the Red Scarf by playing another sword style of his. "You're gonna feel the snake dance moves around the prey." The sword is getting stronger. It will not release its prey. His soul churned to kill the Red Scarf. His grudge must be resolved immediately.

The Red Shawl continued to dodge the sword. It would be dangerous to hit his head. Because Suliswati plays that style to target her head. Sometimes he held the sword with his sword. "This woman is really insolent!. I'll kill him!." Red Scarf was really very angry. He poured his inner energy into his palm. With the help of a red scarf neatly tied around her waist, she pointed it at Suliswati's face. From the shawl came a red smoke that made Suliswati surprised, and away from the Red Scarf.

"Akh." Suliswati grimaces in pain. His body seemed to be pierced by very sharp needles in large numbers. So that the pain he could not bear anymore. His body was suddenly stiff, and difficult to move. The Red Shawl approached Suliswati and said. "You should be aware!. That I killed your lover because of the savage temperament he had." The Red Scarf said with a voice of furious rage. "If you still have doubts, then return to your village. You ask nini kasturi, nini maya, nini mala, nini talaga!. You ask them all that your beloved has tainted!. If they don't want to admit that they were tainted by your lover!. Then you can come back to me!." Outragedly, the Red Shawl hit Suliswati's head. "But I doubt you can survive. Because you've been exposed to the shawl-melt-ash style. At least two or three days you'll still be here. Hope you don't eat a tiger." The Red Shawl left Suliswati who could not move at all.

"Bebah!. You back!. A coward!. Don't you dare leave me in this place!."

The Red Scarf stopped its steps, and stared intently at Suliswati. "I'm still kind enough to let you know how cruel that lover you're proud of is. If I don't pity you, I've killed you before." Those eyes stared intently at Suliswati, as if she wanted to swallow her alive. "Don't make me angry!. As a woman who had feelings and was betrayed by men I still forgive you. But next time not." Red Shawl approached his sister who was grimacing in pain. And his eyes looked towards the old man who was already unconscious. The red scarf helped his sister to stand up, and left the place. What will happen next?. Findtheanswer. Don't forget the support.

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