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That was the opportunity that An Tongmu sought from this quagmire-like predicament, and the victory rules of the death match became the factor that pushed the boat along the water.

The price to be paid is... Life.

Even if he gave his life, he had to achieve his goal, and that purpose came from his extreme unwillingness and resentment.

However, he knew deep down that the battle had been fought to this extent, and for him, it was death left and right.

Yes, it was a constraint he made knowing that he had no chance, and so that death-like consciousness instantly became extremely cheap.

An Tongmu's sudden burst of qi shook Luo, and a circle of sand and stone formations was lifted from his feet, and the surging qi was turbulent and undulating.

Short, very short!

Life force is like water held in the palm of your hand, it can't be retained, and it is lost quickly.

An Tongmu seemed to see a sarcastic inverted hourglass appear in front of him, like a clown laughing at the cheapness of his life.

Is that all...?

An Tongmu suddenly roared angrily, turned into a black shadow, set off a gust of wind, and rushed towards Luo, which was several points faster than before.

Seeing An Tongmu's state as if he had chewed on stimulants, Luo was still calm, like a fighter in the bullring, avoiding An Tongmu's frontal impact.

As he staggered past An Tongmu, Luo noticed a wisp of withered marks on An Tongmu's body, which was a change he had seen before, in the tomb of Si Daji.

"Is this...?"

Luo dodged An Tongmu's attack, and then decisively pulled away and completely gave up the opportunity to counterattack.

The longer you live, the more you see, and these experiences often come into play at some point.

Seeing An Tongmu's current state, Luo immediately thought of his experience in the Sidaji Mausoleum.

At that time, there were several people who had been manipulated by the Dark Sonata, and then suddenly their strength skyrocketed under the control of CAO.

The reason why this is the case is because the music manipulates them to set restrictions at the cost of their lives in order to gain a surge of strength, so this is the horror of the harp version of the solo.

What's even more terrifying about it is that it doesn't need to be controlled by the CAO controller.

However, there is also a relationship between restriction and oath in the solo harp itself, because the player has to pay the price of life before he can use his ability.

Luo understood the ability of the harp version of the solo piece, so he immediately guessed that An Tongmu had probably set the corresponding constraints to have such a sudden outburst.

It's just that there is a significant gap between the amplification of this outbreak and the telekinesis abilities of the Sidaji Mausoleum, and the increase is not much, and...

"Dying throes. ”

Luo saw the obvious changes in An Tongmu's body, like a tree that was rapidly decaying.

With judgment, there is a decision later.

No need to get your hands dirty...

Law decisively withdrew Allah and allocated more of his mental power to evasion.

An Tongmu was in a state of continuous consumption of life force at this time, and after the first attack failed, he immediately organized a second wave of offensives, because time was really limited.

However, when he saw Luo taking back Allah and clearly giving up the attack, he suddenly felt indescribable grief and indignation in his heart.

At that moment, how he longed for Luo to be tough with him.

With this grief and indignation, he roared angrily, like a wild bull that had lost his mind, and attacked Luo again, but Luo had already judged the situation and did not make any counterattack, just dodged.

As long as Luo doesn't fight back, he won't give An Tongmu any chance to use a similar "Seven Wounds Fist" offensive.

Dead!

A complete deadlock!

"You coward!"

An Tongmu lost the calm that he should have as a martial artist, he roared like crazy, and he also lost the pride he had accumulated over the years.

Why... Will you end up in such a situation?

"No, it shouldn't be like this. ”

"It's clear that my strength is better!"

An Tongmu jumped up, fell towards Luo from the air, raised his right hand with only two fingers left, and clenched it into a slightly funny fist, pushed by a large amount of qi catharsis, like a meteorite to hit Luo below.

"Round 91, over. ”

Law leaped backwards and retreated to the edge of the ring beyond recognition.

The last words he spoke, like countless needles, stabbed hard at An Tongmu's body and spirit.

One year, within one hundred rounds.

What these two numbers represent, Luo and An Tongmu are very clear.

"Bang!"

The punch landed, and the ground shook for a moment.

A blood-spurting severed arm twisted into shape and flew into the air, it was An Tongmu's right arm.

A shallow pit formed where An Tongmu landed, spreading into a circle with a diameter of ten meters.

He was half-squatting on the ground, his face was stunned, although his appearance did not look old, but the rock-like muscles on his body shrank one after another, as if he was in a posture of a hundred years.

Luo looked at An Tongmu, who instantly became like this, and subconsciously thought of President Nitro, who had fought against the Ant King.

There are many details in that work that will be forgotten, but there are always several scenes that you will never forget, one of which is the president of Nitro who has run out of oil.

That scene will take place in a certain period of time more than ten years later, Nitro fights the powerful Ant King, and after using the most powerful move, his body decays in an instant, like dead wood.

The current An Tongmu is very similar to President Nitro at that moment, but it is still different.

The difference between the two of them is that An Tongmu is certain to die, but President Nitro still has a chance to live.

In the shallow pit, An Tongmu seemed to have lost his support, lay backwards, and fell to the ground.

Looking at this scene, there was no sound in the entire venue, and the commentator girl was silent for a while after she said that An Tongmu had fallen.

Luo walked slowly towards An Tongmu, who was silent.

When Luo approached within three meters, An Tongmu said in a weak voice, "Kill me." ”

"Do you want to die as you deserve?"

Luo faintly looked at An Tongmu who was lying on the ground, and said, "One minute, or thirty seconds, or even less, this is the only time you have left, so why do I have to do it?"

"You..." An Tongmu wanted to raise his head, but he couldn't do it.

Luo continued to take a step forward, and he could clearly see the extreme resentment in An Tongmu's eyes, and said calmly: "This battle may just be to prove something, but there is no doubt that I have really become a lot stronger." ”

"I owe it to you for all the reason. ”

"You gave me a chance to become stronger, but the joy that this victory brought me was not that I won you, but that I lived up to the year that Bisiji had put in. ”

"That's more important than this win. ”

After speaking, Luo ignored An Tongmu, whose eyes trembled violently, and walked to the other side of the ring.

He spoke in a low voice, a voice that could not be captured by the broadcast, but Bisji, who was not weak in hearing, heard it.

"This kid..."

A smile flashed in Bisiji's eyes, and he pouted in his heart, "Do you think I'll blush when you say that?" ”

After Luo took a dozen steps, An Tongmu swallowed his last breath with resentment, and a faint wisp of black gas suddenly burst out of his withered body, and flew towards Luo's back with a clear goal.

At the same time, the referee cautiously came to An Tongmu, who had become inhuman, and confirmed that An Tongmu was dead, so he announced that Luo had won the victory and officially became the owner of the 230th floor.

In the venue, there were cheers all of a sudden, and as ordinary people, they couldn't see the wisp of resentment from An Tongmu at all.