Lee Hoon fell to the ground and grabbed Hyeonu’s ankle.

“Hyung, let’s stop now. Didn’t you do a lot already?” Lee Hoon looked at Hyeonu with a pitiful face and begged.

It had already been two hours. It was a hellish sparring with Hyeonu. It had no end in sight.

“Hasn’t it only been two hours? It has been less than 30 minutes each.”

Hyeonu shook his head. There were six people practicing PvP in Crescent Moon. It had only been two hours, so it was around 20 minutes per person.

Not yet...

‘I have to do more.’

It was only 20 minutes. He had to do it for at least an hour for each person. That way, there would be victory in the next scrimmage, not a helpless defeat like the previous one.

“No, why does time matter? What matters is how hard we work.”

Lee Hoon was desperate. He didn’t have the confidence to do more. It had only been 20 minutes as Hyeonu said. That time alone was hard enough.

“Is that why you came in last? Hasn’t the training so far been too easy? There is no strength. You have to roughly sum it up and match it.”

Hyeonu lifted up Lee Hoon, who was lying on the ground.

“Now, let’s do it again. Player Lee Hoon. You’ve had enough...