“It is a nasty hobby... Nasty hobby...” John Blake watched Lebron fighting and clicked his tongue.

“What are you talking about, Duke Blake?” Hyeonu—who, like John Blake, was watching Lebron’s battle—suddenly asked.

“I don’t know if you can see it, but his attack is strange.”

Hyeonu heard John Blake’s words and looked carefully at Lebron. It was only then that he found the oddity in Lebron’s movements. Hyeonu hadn’t figured it out before this as he had been focusing only on the fact that Lebron was pushing the demon kings.

‘It is a test...’

Strangely, Lebron was insisting on executing only large attacks. Of course, the big attacks were powerful. However, even though they were powerful, the movements involved were large or the attacks took a long time to be executed. Naturally, this gave the opponent more time to deal with them.

‘He didn’t intend for it to be a critical hit in the first place.’

This brutal man was making small improvements by trying out the techniques he’d created on the demon kings.

‘The emperor... He doesn’t seem to have any thoughts on this.’ Hyeonu turned his head to look at the emperor. He was now watching Lebron fighting as if he had given up on his...