�Fuck!�

He did not even notice Cale as he started to swear.

Choi Jung Soo pushed against the ground in order to stand up.

��So easily!�

He was speaking his thoughts out loud.

Choi Jung Soo raised his head and looked forward. Choi Han was standing there with a loose grip on his sword.

�How many times has it been?�

He had stopped counting a long time ago.

He had sparred with Choi Han too many times to count, however, he still couldn�t win.

�Just the tip of his clothes�! I would win if I could even touch the tip of his clothes!�

The way for Choi Jung Soo to defeat Choi Han was to cut even 1 millimeter off the tip of Choi Han�s clothes.

But forget Choi Han�s clothes, Choi Jung Soo had not even been able to block Choi Han�s sword properly for the last few days.

��Ugh.�

His clenched fist was shaking.

It was because of his anger toward himself.

He heard a calm voice at that moment.

�Are you guys at least eating properly while you fight?�

Choi Jung Soo�s shoulders flinched.

He had not realized that someone had shown up. His head urgently turned toward the source of the noise.

Choi Jung Soo and Cale made eye contact.

��You�re covered in dust.�

Choi Jung Soo looked away after hearing Cale�s emotionless voice.

Choi Jung Soo looked like a mess right now.

His clothes and body were covered in dust and he was drenched in sweat. Most importantly, his eyes were bloodshot and looked terrible. JrNovels.com