In the villa, Lin Chen was now soaked through with sweat.
Though three hours had passed, he still hadn't broken through the final barrier of his injuries.
Lin Chen felt utterly exhausted, even as if he had been hollowed out.
The excruciating pain tearing through his body was so intense it even made the determined Lin Chen waver.
During these three hours, Lin Chen had launched nearly a hundred assaults, but that barrier of injury was like an indestructible boulder, stubbornly resistant to his efforts.
"Boom!"
Another failed attempt, and Lin Chen spat out a mouthful of blood.
The intense pain that followed each failed attempt was nearly unbearable, almost crushing him.
"Have I truly reached my limit?"
Lin Chen shook his head in silence, but it was at that moment that an image appeared in his mind.
It was the figure that had blocked that sword for him without hesitation, still lying in bed now.
