“How about it? Is this worth a try?” Lebron had a confident expression on his face. Hyeonu felt his respect fade when he saw this expression. 

“You have to teach me. I don’t know anything,” Hyeonu replied with a cold expression. It was an expression that had never contained hatred.

“My disciple should be at this level before deserving the right to brag.” Lebron was busy teasing Hyeonu without teaching him how to use the magic power in that manner. After all, this was his disciple—Hyeonu who was always expressionless or smiling sweetly every time he was seen. Lebron felt joy flowing from deep inside his heart when he sensed admiration, wonder, and respect from the other person’s expression.

Hyeonu even had this thought, ‘Ah! I learned the sword for this moment.’ 

After a while, Hyeonu slammed the Dwarf’s Single-edged Sword into the ground.

“Why can’t I do it? Why?!!” He screamed.

Lebron kindly explained how to control the magic power in detail. Hyeonu had never been so focused since he started Arena. He could feel his magic power now, but the length of his sword energy didn’t increase...