‘Did he just say that it’s no fun in beating me up if I’m weak?’ Lee-Hyeon-Seong frowned. ‘Is he being genuine right now?’0

Cha Jin-Hyeok was indeed sincere. He wanted to beat up Hyeon-Seong. Moreover, Hyeon-Seong’s recent achievement had hurt Jin-Hyeok’s pride too.0

‘Hyeon-Seong also managed to do it in two weeks,’ Jin-Hyeok thought. Gridel and Kyle had said that a Player overflowing with talent would need about two weeks to reach the realm of the Mind Sword. Hyeon-Seong had done just that and could hear the voice of the sword. ‘In terms of innate qualities for the sword, Hyeon-Seong is definitely above me.’0

This was not something to feel bad about, but Jin-Hyeok could not help himself. He could not believe that he lost to Hyeon-Seong. Of course, he was being excessively hard on himself. Both of them had trained in totally different places. For Jin-Hyeok, it was a generic training room, but for Hyeon-Seong, it was the Cliff of Singing Swords. 0

None of that mattered to Jin-Hyeok though. The only thing that mattered was that Hyeon-Seong had reached the realm in two weeks.0

“Wow, I do feel the sword calling me,” Hyeon-Seong said.0

“Try grabbing a sword from there. They say by doing that, you can have a very new experience.”1

Although his pride...0