Three years and one and a half months later, Lu Chen's will has not been diminished by time, but has become more and more passionate.

Every minute and every second, Lu Chen was immersed in the battle of life and death and couldn't extricate himself.

He just wants to win and beat himself, that's all!

The sheer purity of it is simply outrageous.

If among these people trapped in the cage of time, who's spirit has not been hit or affected?

Perhaps Lu Chen is the only one who enjoys it.

No one can match him at this point.

In the past three years or so, Lu Chen not only found his own path, completely restructured his combat system, but also ran wildly on this road that belonged to him.

How could such a terrifying guy bow to the time cage?

His will is as strong as stone, and even with the sharpest chisel in the world, he can't cut even a little bit of it.

…

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In Mo Wanrou's room, there was no roar or scream, only the muffled sound of iron fists clashing together.

They saw Mo Wanrou and her future body standing in the middle of the room, fighting with all their strength.

Over the past three years, Mo Wanrou has tempered her body to become even more majestic, like a golden fort, and her level has also reached the seventh level...

She doesn't know how to defeat her future body, how to get out and escape from here.

All she knows is that power...has no upper limit.

As long as you keep searching and keep getting stronger, one day you will be able to throw a punch that breaks everything.

Break this cage of time and smash all the obstacles in front of you.

No matter how long it takes, Mo Wanrou will move forward step by step...

Presumably... that guy will definitely not give in and work hard silently.

"boom!"

In an instant, Mo Wanrou's figure suddenly skyrocketed to a height of 700 meters, transforming into a golden giant wearing holy armor, looking like a Titan.

A golden iron fist as big as a mountain violently hit his future body, causing the space to distort.

"Go to hell!!!"

With one punch, the room shook. No matter how many times she was killed, Mo Wanrou had only one choice.

That's...punch!

In Ye Qing's room, the entire room was shrouded in darkness, and she could not be seen in the endless shadows. Only the sound of "ding-dong-dang-dang" could be heard, constantly clashing.

Her level has even reached the ninth level and sixth level!

Her idea is very simple, isn't she always one level higher than me?

Then I will rise to level ten, what will you do?

It's easy to say, but not everyone can fight a completely unwinnable battle for three years.

Ye Qing... also has her own reasons.

In the room belonging to Wei Wuwang, Wei Wuwang's body was seen being smashed into the ground by his future body.

There were even cracks in the walls.

But Wei Wuwang lay motionless on the spot, letting his future body beat him violently, the look in his eyes already gone.

The future body opened its big hand and covered Wei Wuwang's face so hard that his skull was cracking and his face was deformed due to the pressure...

I saw the future body leaning down, staring at Wei Wuwu with cold eyes:

"It's been three years...how long do you want to stay where you are?"

"You're still looking back at the past, trash!"

"Move forward!"

But Wei Wuwang said hoarsely: "I...have no reason to move forward..."

"Perhaps...that Wei Wuwang was already dead the moment she left? What is left in this world is just an empty shell..."

"It's up to you. I... don't want to stand on the top of the mountain alone."

Wei Wuwang, perhaps among all the people who came in, was the one most likely to break the time prison.

After all, he originally had the ninth level peak, and if he wanted to, he could break through and reach the top.

But he didn't...

Three years have made him stronger, but...he still stands where he is.

Future said coldly: "You have disappointed everyone, including her..."

"I thought I could wake you up, but I couldn't."

"Once...I was like you, standing still, unable to move forward. Maybe in this way...she could always be with me..."

"But...if you don't move forward, all you have is the past and no future. You and I have always known this truth."

The future body punched Wei Wuwang in the face:

"I can never wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep!"

"One day in the future, you will encounter a reason that allows you to move forward, but by then it will be too late!"

Wei Wuwang did not speak, but slowly closed his eyes.

The future incarnation smiled contemptuously: "Ha~ you...and I are all trash as expected!"

With a "bang" sound, the future body punched Wei Wuwang's head.

The torture...will not stop.

…

In the room belonging to Mei Qian, the death count on the wall has not been carved for three years.

He...maybe the only person who has never fought against his future self.

Since that time, Future Body has been squatting in the corner, facing the corner, shivering, and talking to himself.

Mei Qian had no way to escape, and he didn't dare to use his skills for fear of bringing bad luck to everyone.

He had no choice but to live a life of survival in a secret room in his room. The ten-kilometer-square room was beautifully decorated by Mei Qian with the supplies he brought.

Bottle wind chimes, simple hammocks, wooden carts, small toys, and a puppy doll sewn from clothes...

Use buttons as eyes, they look a bit like jars. When you are bored, just talk to the doll.

To be honest, Mei Qian didn't practice at all.

He never dared to take the initiative to practice because every time he advanced to a level, he would become more unlucky and it would be more difficult to suppress the bad luck in his body.

But Mei Qian was stained by the sands of time, and her body's metabolism accelerated.

In the past three years, even if Mei Qian did not take the initiative to practice, his level had risen to the peak of the sixth level.

It was okay at first, but since he broke through from the fifth level to the sixth level, everything has changed...

Mei Qian felt as if something in his body was about to wake up.

His skin began to crack, just like a broken porcelain doll. The cracked wounds were not flesh and blood inside, but endless darkness.

From the cracks on the body surface, huge amounts of black mist continued to precipitate, carrying a strong sense of ominousness.

Even Mei Qian himself felt that this black mist was not a good thing.

After enlightenment, Mei Qian can only do his best to suppress the awakening of the bad things in his body and grow...

At this moment, the black mist that overflowed from Mei Qian's body was so thick that it was frightening, covering everything in the room...

His skin began to peel off, revealing the black inside.

Mei Qian began to have a fever and became delirious, and it seemed as if there were constant faint sleepy murmurs echoing in his ears.

The monster in his body seemed to be constantly waking up, trying to break through the restraints, and Mei Qian had to use all his strength to suppress the overflowing breath of doom.
Chapter completed!