[Ali Alduv]
[Former direct disciple of Sun Cezu]
[The Hot Headed Monk]
"That was pretty hot huh~" White smiled widely under his mask.
Ali frowned — veins bulged on his forehead. He squatted a bit, dashed towards White at insane speed, and threw a right flaming hook.
White dashed left. He quickly noticed a small part of his cloth had caught fire and put his hand to it.
That's dangerous.
Ali followed up with a barrage of flaming punches — but instead of dodging, White kept phasing through his body.
He's much faster than I am...
As Ali kept throwing punches, White backed down while using his phase. Something touched his back — a table next to a wall.
A dead end?
As Ali was about to throw a left straight, White dodged right and threw a jelly-filled bread that stuck to his face.
"AGHHH!" Ali yelled, trying to pull the bread off.
Of course. He's not faster than me.
While Ali struggled with the bread, White grabbed a metal tray and swung it into his face.
"AGHHH!"
White smiled widely under his mask and looked at Meat, who was already taking notes.
"Hey Meat, make sure to take your notes properly!"
White kept smashing the tray repeatedly until it was damaged.
Fuck.. fuck! Fuck!
Ali was enraged. He pulled the bread off his face, his left fist flaring up, and delivered a straight punch at insane speed.
"Too slow~" White said in a teasing tone.
Ali's fist went straight through the tray, shattering it — the flame quickly spread to the broken pieces.
Incredible power. Although his moves are a bit sloppy — is he really trained by that monk?...
Ali squatted into a stance, his feet facing opposite directions, fingers curled tight.
Is he charging up?...
Then a quick burst of small fire shot out of his hand, targeting White. It was just a few feet away — White felt the heat and dodged quickly.
Hm... Interesting.
"I was wrong — I thought your techniques were sloppy," he grinned.
"I forgot I'm just on another level."
The small beam hit the wall behind him, burning straight through it and exploding.
As White was about to dash towards the unguarded Ali, two men crashed through the window — their outfits completely covered them in black.
Is that them again?... White thought, distracted. Ali's hands were covered in a blinding light that formed rings around his forearms.
With milliseconds to spare, White tried to use his left eye to activate his ability — but it did nothing. He was punched hard and flew through the wall that had just exploded.
"BROTHER WHITE!" Meat yelled, quickly following where he'd been thrown.
The two masked men made a sign to Ali. He nodded, and the three of them escaped.
"Fuck — I let my guard down..." White ached in pain, leaning against a wall and pressing his hand to the wound in his stomach.
Cough! Cough! Cough!
"Brother, are you okay?!" Meat asked, panicking.
"I-im okay. What about that guy? You should probably go after them."
"B-but your condition — you're in bad shape!" Meat insisted on staying.
From the exploded wall, Black and Silent appeared. "Don't worry about it — seems they escaped. And those two guys who just came in — they're wearing the exact same outfit as those guys earlier in no man's land," Black said, kneeling to check on White. "What happened? Your ability can phase through any physical attack, right?"
"Yeah it can... But he wore something that blinded me. I'm not sure if it's the light that affected my ability, or if that thing he had on can ignore it..."
Just what the hell is that...
"It looks like it also packs a strong punch."
Strong punch?...
"I-im not sure. I've never been hit by his attack before."
Black stood up. "I know there's no way you'd get hit — you're the guy I met with the fastest reaction speed."
"Meat, help him up. Let's go meet with the Pop Girl's."