Sword God in a World of Magic

Shang nodded. He had waited for this examination for way too long.

Soran answered with a nod of his own and turned towards Mervin. "Mervin, you're the sword instructor. Could you get us a fitting opponent for Shang? You know how examinations work."

Mervin nodded and wanted to stand up but stopped. "Shang? That's his name?" he asked.

"That's at least what he wrote onto the form," Soran said as he waved one of the forms around.

Mervin shot a weird glance at Shang.

"Weird name, kid," he said before leaving.

Viera only snorted, showing that she didn't like what Mervin had just said.

Soran only awkwardly looked at Shang. "You have to excuse Mervin. He's an old but very capable teacher. As you might have noticed, he always speaks his mind."

"No, he's right," Shang said. "Shang is a weird name."

Soran's face transformed into a representation of confusion.

That was not the answer he had expected.

"Well, alright then. As long as you don't take what Mervin said personally," Soran said.

"How is it not personal?" Shang asked. "He literally commented on my name. It doesn't really get any more personal."

Soran moved his hands forward like he wanted to stop an expensive vase from falling to the ground. "That's not what I meant."

"I know what you meant," Shang said.

Soran pulled back again as he looked at Shang with a slightly frustrated expression. "Then why didn't you say so?" he asked with forced politeness.

"Why didn't you word it correctly?" Shang answered.

"You," Soran said as his hands very lightly indicated that he wanted to strangle Shang. Then, he took a deep breath to calm down. "Fine. It's fine. The situation's resolved," he said.

Shang didn't answer anymore.

On the side, Viera shot a strange look at Shang.

This kid wasn't like most other kids.

Was something wrong with him?

some time passed, Mervin returned with a young

the young

be older than

Shang saw the boy, he felt

very good at judging his opponent. The slight feeling of threat he felt meant that

a

Cat had the capabilities to injure

at Shang with

and the Vice-Dean

prove his worth in front

match," Soran explained. "You two will fight each other. Shang, this match won't decide if you can join our academy or not. It's

said as

that's why the table's at the

over to one end of the hall as

a mixture of speed and power. It wasn't as thin as a rapier,

Clk!

the present people could see what Shang was doing. His

teachers nodded when they saw that. Keeping one's weapon hidden made it harder

you want. This fight is

BANG!

Shang jumping forward with a lot of power reverberated throughout the

suddenly attack, and he

he didn't know from which

still

approached, his opponent quickly changed his block to a chop. In the academy, he had learned that

saw the sword swing towards him, but he had

opponent knew more about how to wield

saw the sword swing down. Shang put all his power into his sword arm and

BANG!

other, creating sparks as they

SHING!

Shang had blocked a chop coming from above, but instead of pulling his

his power into recovering his

he had let

took a lot of practice,

balance as he tried to pull

BANG!

his opponent's torso,

top of him. Then, Shang moved around

CRK!

"AAAHHH!"