When the two had their hands together, one making force to crush the other and the other trying to crush the one, Lothur had a decisive countenance on his face.
He was using a lot of his Will to withstand those flas already burning deeply into his arms and hands while trying to break the enemy.
At the sa ti, the young man from the Waldauer family had a look of fear on his face, feeling unbelievable pain in his hands and terrified by the look on Lothur's face.
His opponent looked like a beast!
While the two were in this situation, grains of sand continued to fall from the top of the hourglass, where there was still a little more than a quarter left for the match to end.
At the sa ti, the audience was silent, appreciating how decisive and hard-working Lothur was, even against such a powerful opponent.
Lothur was very strong and talented. Everyone knew that. But his Will to defeat those stronger than him was second to none of such characteristics.
Many could give up in the face of pain and situations as problematic as the present one. After all, with so many talents and possibilities, he had the right to lose or not be good at everything.
Everyone understood this, and no one would think less of Lothur if he gave up.
But still, there he was, giving his all, facing his opponent with a look typical of hungry beasts, thirsty for their survival.
Lothur was not there to lose. On the contrary, he would give his best as long as he had the conditions to do so. As such, even his enemies could not help but admire him and nod their heads in appreciation in his direction.
However, while everyone saw that and heard the screams coming out of the throats of Lothur and his opponent, this young man saw a system ssage in front of him.
[Abnormal temperature detected in the host's arms...]
[Activating ergency asures...]
[The host's arms were burned to the bone marrow for 1 minute and 32 seconds...]
[Iron-grade fla resistance acquired.]
[Progress: 69%.]
...
[Progress: 85%.]
Upon seeing this, Lothur suddenly stopped screaming, while a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.
He was not counting on the system to help him at this crucial mont. He was just fighting to defeat his opponent. Because of this, as he noticed the burning in his arms begin to subside, he could not help but feel incredibly good.
His opponent saw that Lothur had regained his spirits for so reason and lanted in his mind. 'Monster!'
anwhile, with each passing instant, less of Lothur's arms and hands burned, and the harder his hands made against his opponent's.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Such a person began to shout alone in even higher-pitched tones, startling all the people in the Coliseum.
"What's going on?"
"Why is only he screaming? Why does Lothur look better?"
People from all backgrounds shouted similar things, dubious as to what was happening to Lothur for him to withstand the pain of those flas and still hurt his opponent.
On the other hand, Lothur was thinking about what had just happened, realizing sothing more about himself. 'Did the system give this resistance because of the ti I was exposed to those flas? Or is it an ability of my body, my Physique, to produce resistance after a certain amount of ti?'
Lothur's second hypothesis was the correct one. His Physique not only made it possible to raise his attributes after recoveries from significant damage. It also could generate endurance whenever it was tested to a specific limit, to a given degree.
Earlier, Lothur had been burned by the flas of a spiritual formation. But those flas had only injured his body for a short ti, insufficient to stimulate his Physique.
But this ti, he spent the ti necessary to develop this resistance and soon began to feel the effects he should have noticed when he was poisoned the first ti.
The difference was that now he was unconscious, feeling and seeing everything in the present ti!
So even though his opponent's flas were still acting on his body, Lothur was no longer feeling pain since such things could not burn him.
He then saw how far his fla resistance went.
[Progress: 95%.]
'Almost, huh?' He laughed in his mind as he saw the flas around his brutally burned arms and hands finally cease.
In that instant, his enemy collapsed in pain, with every bone in his hands broken!
Lothur saw this and released his opponent, then stood up to look in the direction of the match's referee.
But at that mont, no one, not even the referee, said anything, just impressed by this young man's resilience with two pieces of 'ember' in place of his forearms.
[EVF: 699]
Lothur saw his EVFs decrease, and then powerful energy circulated through his body, quickly helping him recover from those injuries to his forearms and hands.
The effects of this were imdiate, with that part of his body beginning to regenerate, once again scaring people in the Coliseum.
The match referee saw this and wasted no more ti, quickly announcing young Ritter's victory!
So, under the eyes of tens of thousands, Lothur walked to his wife's side as he saw more warnings from the system.
[ 1.2 in CON.]
[ 2.1 in WIL.]
[ 1.1 in PER.]
[ 0.2 in STR.]
[ 0.3 in DEX.]
[ 0.3 in AGI.]
...
[Na: Lothur Ritter]
[Physique: what doesn't kill you makes you stronger]
[Bloodline: Life Devourer]
[Cultivation: level 9]
[STR: 28.2] [CON: 96.2] [DEX: 24.4] [AGI: 32.6]
[INT: 68.8] [PER: 72] [WIL: 78.6]
[EVF: 699]
Lothur looked at his status with the points already added, feeling good about the outco of this match overall.
At the sa ti he noticed this, Viktoria looked at his arms with concern while the opponents nearby looked at him as if they saw a monster.
"Are you okay? Will you be able to recover fully?" She asked him as she touched her man's waist.
Lothur looked at her and saw the system screen, and pondered. 'I don't know if I can train my fla resistance with other opponents. So it doesn't make sense for to keep myself in this state just for a training possibility.'
'In that case, I'll increase my Constitution a little more to protect myself from opponents of that guy's level.' He thought, considering that he could even raise his fla resistance, but that would be unlikely given the possible opponents.
On the other hand, it was always good to have cards up your sleeve, and he had already demonstrated a lot in this competition. So keeping this skill, a secret would be the best thing for him.
Not only that, but now that he had gained this skill, training and developing it would be easy!
Before, he had no idea of the possibility, so not raising it in this place would not be a problem.
"Hmm, everything will be fine, dear." He replied to his wife with a smile as he saw his arms almost fully recovered.
Simultaneously, the system screen showed the conversions for him.
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