Village Swordsman
The Red Stone Arc of Pomegranates: Maung Bodas II
In the fierce battle between Ali and Raj, the surrounding atmosphere becomes more tense.
"Show me your progress!" said Ali.
Then in a condition when they both hit a sickle kick, Raj wrapped around the tip of his leg to Ali's thigh and strengthened the muscles before he pulled it close by using the tip of his foot to give an elbow attack.
"heyhh!?"
Ali was shocked but he swiftly put on a cry of support but, he miscalculated. In the last seconds Raj changed the pattern of his attack that had wanted to elbow into a neck lock with a little down.
and when the leg he had used to fight the sickle kick and pulled Ali started to touch the ground, he polished Ali's foot next to him again so that it fell to the ground.
"??"
Ali looks confused and quite impressed while blinking his eyes.
"Hoo~! can be either."
He smiles happily while looking at Raj's face above him who is looking at him with a cold look.
"Since the beginning I was eyeing this scene, all the previous attacks were just bait."
His aura was smoldering and his eyes were filled with a sense of ambition with his flat expression.
Ali smiled as she closed her eyes, "A slightly comforting trick. But this is nothing." he stood with the salto (jumping) ahead.
"Let's continue the plan"
His words came to a halt as Raj attacked suddenly giving the halal kick. Ali shifted a little to avoid catching his lower leg and gripping his shoulder.
"Listen to someone when they're talking until they're done!"
Said Ali while looking at Raj.
*UGHH
His gaze shook Raj's heart, it signified the presence of a dangerous aura with serious determination emanated.
The grip of the hand on his shoulder grew stronger and Raj could not take his foot off Ali's grip.
"It's in a fight, don't let your guard down or die because of it! isn't that what the teacher teaches?"
They look at each other before Ali slips a punch into Raj's face.
"What you say is true, but your actions are futile, stupid!" said Ali.
He avoided it by looking back and caught Ali's hand to try to slam him.
"?"
"I told you, your efforts are in vain. don't do stupid actions, I weigh 135kg. The previous incident I just intentionally so you are more excited."
His efforts went to waste, with his legs still held by Ali making him fail and unable to bring out all his strength in such a position.
"Even if you use the Earth Skillet the results will remain the same!"
He slightly brought his face closer with a creepy look.
"I know the weak points and the superior points of all the moves I've taught you, fool!"
*kreekk!
Ali elbowed Raj's leg very quickly and strongly to sound, indicating that the bone had shifted.
But it does not make Raj look in pain, and he actually tried to give a counter-attack in the form of a kick using the other leg with a small jump towards Ali's neck.
it makes Ali had to release the grip on Raj's leg to fend it off and successfully in the field.when the leg was detached from Ali, it was, he immediately gave a horse kick that made Ali have to dodge and step back.
"Well, if anything like that is possible." Ali praised him a little.
Since his leg had been bent making him a tote, his joints shifted like a broken bone but not a broken one.
"But now how? you can't use your feet anymore."
Raj only looks at her for a moment then glances at her legs which look like her joints are shifting.
Without a second thought, he immediately moved the joints himself by reading 'basmallah', it he did to improve it as before. And with the blink of an eye, he was able to put up his horses again and look fine, his joints were back to normal.
"Astaghfirullah.I forgot that he had lost the feeling of a painful reaction on his body."
Said Ali inwardly while smiling faintly and holding his forehead.
"For me to endure pain is easier than to hold the void inside the chest."
Assertive Raj while holding his chest with a blank look that looks creepy, like full of emptiness of heart.
Ali put up his horses again,
"Hoo~. Then let's see if your words are proven after receiving all the attacks from me!" Hawa Ali looks different, she is more serious than ever.
...Khaafidh Raj Prasetyo...
...Ali Mustofa Prasetyo...
...Mohammed Omar...
In addition to their fight, Ilham and Omar will continue their fight in their respective positions.
Seen Ilham closed his eyes by strengthening his horses, and he held his sword with both hands forward.
He is refining his concentration to use the 24th Step: Semaput Mind.
Inspiration controlled his breath slowly and calmly as he said, "Bismillah."
This style makes the sixth sense of the user work optimally and perfectly. makes the mind as if in the subconscious that can feel the objects around him, aura, breath, movement, wind rhythm, sound, sound, and predict the attack that will be on him.
This style is very strong and difficult to master by ordinary people and is usually used to focus on a very strong defense and look for gaps to counterattack.
even so, there is a time limit of 30 seconds at the earliest and 3 minutes 28 seconds after completion, the user loses approximately 40% of his power and the movement slows down 20% from the usual with a pause of 12 seconds, therefore every second is very valuable to be utilized.
"Hmm! .. apparently he wants to use my mind semaput. then ..." said Omar in his heart while glancing at Ilham.
He changed his initial position by doing some basic movements, until his position was ready as if holding a sword from the right side parallel to the shoulder.
"I'll focus on attacking!" in her heart.
Position of Inspiration at the moment
Ali's current position
"Prepare, I'll come!"
Omar braced his horses again to give a quick lunge effect.
"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim." Inspiration takes a breath, "I'm ready!" he looks calm with his eyes closed.
"Bismillah" said Omar.
Omar also directly lunged forward to Ilham very quickly until his footing was cracked (destroyed), and he was a moment right in front of Ilham did a slash rotate from the right. such a powerful and fast slash Ilham managed to break before spinning.
Omar continued with a slash from top to bottom in front of him twice, then from the right side and left side tilted twice each and ended the slash twisting earlier.
Inspiration held back, dodged, retreated slightly, deflected it and kept its distance.its position remained firm and he managed to hold on with his eyes closed.
their current distance was about 10 fingers.
"MaasyaAllah. such a strong defense, he has mastered it very much. I have to change the pattern of my attacks."
Speak in Omar's heart by giving back the attack.
He quickly ran forward, stabbing Ilham in front of him 6 times in a row. Inspiration is just dodging and holding it.
"Hmm, huh!" Omar took it and made his breath.
He also increased his speed and launched a conical slash attack in a semicircle.
His attack slowly succeeded in making the sturdiness of the Ilham horses shift, and over time, Omar's general slash attack increased with a heap causing Ilham's speed to decrease, but his reflexes still remained deft.
"Switch Steps: Star Pattern!"
Said Omar who paused for a moment and then gave an attack with 7 star pattern slashes from every corner of Ilham.
With nimble, agile, and accuracy in each of his attacks made Ilham's defense almost collapsed, but Ilham dodged, lowered his head, twisted, deflected it without giving a counterattack, he focused on defending.
"Lahula wala quwwata illa billah." He read this dhikr while resisting the attack.
Although he managed to survive but still, Ilham was hit by small wounds from the attacks he received even though the sword was made from an ancient tree, its sharpness should not be underestimated.
On the pattern of the seventh final attack from Omar, Ilham held him and they faced off. Their swords clashed and were held.
"It turns out that star pattern attacks aren't enough to knock down your defenses." Omar said.
Ilham smiled, "Despite that, my defense was almost destroyed if I had stepped a little wrong."
Omar smiled, "Hmm! almost? I think you're a little mistaken."
Omar directly polished his sword and was about to give a sickle kick from the right.
"God!"
A startled inspiration wanted to hold him with his left foot but, Omar turned his footsteps, he turned around and gave a halal kick back.
Ilham realized the awkwardness and intended to hold it with his sword but, due to losing quickly Ilham had to accept the attack until he was kicked backwards with a distance of 8 meters from the initial position.
He immediately braced his horses and spewed out sputum mixed with a little blood, and his sword fell down in front of Omar while receiving the kick.
"They'll hurt you if you only use them with one weapon." Rigorously.