"Ga!"
In the office full of bullet holes, An Feng's mournful cry rang out.
A burst of red light representing blood spurted out in front of An Feng, illuminating the surroundings.
The sharp dagger flashed coldly and cut An Feng's chest, causing a shocking wound to appear on An Feng's chest.
Although the wound was also replaced by the light effect in the game, looking at the light effect that covered An Feng's entire chest still made one's heart skip a beat.
An Feng's HP bar trembled slightly and began to decrease rapidly.
Originally, Dark Wind only had less than one-third of his HP left. With this reduction, this one-third was almost completely cut off.
The HP bar in his HP bar approached the bottom line at a speed visible to the naked eye. It stopped just before it reached the bottom line.
This meant that An Feng only had a little bit of HP left.
If An Feng were to receive another blow, no matter how minor the damage, it would be enough to kill An Feng.
In a situation where everyone thought that An Feng would undoubtedly win after entering the building, An Feng actually fell into such a situation.
On the other hand, Rozen's HP bar was still full and unharmed.
"Damn it!"
An Feng struggled as if he was on his deathbed. He raised his gun again and aimed in front of him.
There, Rozen was still in the posture of swinging his sword.
The muzzle of An Feng's M900A was less than half a meter away from Rozen. It was so close that it could be said to be zero distance.
At this distance, Rozen wouldn't even have time to react. Countless bullets would directly penetrate his body and he would die on the spot.
In the end …
"I'm still the winner!"
An Feng made a declaration of victory.
But …
"No, of course I'm the winner."
When Rozen's voice reached An Feng's ears, his empty hand had already swept out.
"Pa!"
The next moment, An Feng's face was directly grabbed by Rozen's hand.
Maintaining this posture, Rozen continued to rush forward. Relying on his amazing STR (Muscle Strength), he lifted An Feng's entire body and pinned him against the wall in front of him.
"Bang!"
Amidst the dull impact, An Feng was pinned against the wall, his back slamming heavily against the hard wall.
"Gu …!"
The air in An Feng's lungs was immediately spat out.
As for the spear in An Feng's hand, it fell to the side and rolled on the ground.
An Feng subconsciously moved his hand, wanting to find his beloved gun and pick it up.
Unfortunately, he could no longer do it.
“Game
Game over. "
Rozen grinned at An Feng.
The dagger in his hand was already pressed against An Feng's throat. It was so close to An Feng's skin that there was no longer any distance between them.
Feeling the cold touch on his neck, An Feng's expression changed again.
In the end, looking at Rozen's calm smile, An Feng realized that he had lost, and his expression turned dispirited.
"— — —"
In the office, there was silence.
"— — —"
In front of the various screens that were broadcasting the match, the players were similarly speechless as they watched the scene unfold.
The most eye-catching match in this year's BoB Tournament had come to an end.
Everyone was well aware of this.
Rozen won.
"… I lost."
An Feng smiled bitterly and accepted this fact.
A week ago, An Feng stopped Rozen who had just moved over and challenged Rozen. The final result of this incident ended with An Feng's defeat.
In the end, An Feng lost to Rozen, once again establishing Rozen's reputation.
"You are really strong, worthy of being the hero who cleared SAO."
An Feng became the loser bitterly.
"It's okay, you let me enjoy myself."
Rozen didn't show the pride of being the winner. Instead, he was like a game enthusiast who enjoyed playing a new game. His tone revealed some satisfaction.
In this way …
"In this GGO, I've truly experienced it." Rozen said, "After this, we probably won't meet again. Do you have anything else to say?"
This was a parting gift from Rozen to An Feng.
An Feng didn't know about Rozen's situation, but he realized that what Rozen said might be true.
After today, Rozen might not enter GGO again. Instead, he would return to ALO.
Therefore, the two of them probably wouldn't meet again for a second time.
In that case …
"How can I become as strong as you?"
An Feng asked unconsciously.
"Is my insistence on AGI (Agility) playstyle really correct?"
An Feng finally expressed the uneasiness in his heart that no one could understand.
It wasn't that Rozen couldn't understand An Feng's uneasiness.
In the situation where AGI (Agility) declined and was gradually replaced by STR (Muscle) players, An Feng was still uneasy about whether he should continue with this development.
However, An Feng never told others about his uneasiness.
Because, if even he admitted that this development was wrong, then AGI (Agility) players would really be at the end.
After all, he was the top of the AGI (Agility) players, the representative of the representative.
The reason why An Feng insisted on improving his AGI (Agility) ability was probably because he was unwilling to give up.
There was no item to reset points in this game. If he wanted to change his character, he could only create a new character.
However, this way, the entire eight months of hard work would be completely wasted.
This was also the reason why many players were reluctant to change their accounts.
If An Feng really gave up his current account and played a new character, by the time he trained the new character, others would have already gone far, and he would never be able to catch up.
After all, a game was a game. The more time spent, the stronger the character. This was a matter of course.
If one wanted to reach the top without spending time, it was not wishful thinking, but cheating.
Rozen saw through An Feng's uneasiness.
Therefore …
"I don't know if AGI (Agility) playstyle is correct or not. After all, I've only played GGO for a week. I'm not a veteran player at all. I'm not qualified to criticize the development of this game's character."
Rozen said lightly.
"I only know that if I were to play your character, it's not impossible for me to beat the current me."
His words made An Feng's eyes light up.
"You mean …"
An Feng seemed to understand something.
"What I mean is, whether you're strong or not doesn't depend on the character in the game, but on the player himself." Rozen suddenly smiled and said, "If you're strong enough, you can use your speed to the extreme and use it freely. Then, no matter how many bullets there are, you won't lose any HP. Then, even if the opponent is the previous champion with rare firearms and armor, you'll be able to kill him by grinding."
The strength of a character was limited, but the player's skills could continue to improve.
Just like Rozen, his magic power was also limited by the magic circuit in the past and could not be increased. In the end, didn't he continue to become stronger, and even Solomon couldn't kill him?
"If the strength of the character is limited, then make yourself stronger."
Rozen announced.
"The rest is up to you."
After saying that, Rozen moved his hand.
"Puchi!"
The sharp dagger directly cut An Feng's throat, taking away the last bit of his HP.
"Dead."
The red words appeared on An Feng's body.
An Feng fell directly, but the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, as if he was very satisfied.
The previous season's runner-up of BoB was eliminated.
Rozen won the duel without a scratch on him.
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