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

young man, or

couldn't be older

saw the boy, he felt a

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

wasn't a

even a Pest Cat had the capabilities to

young man looked at

and the Vice-Dean were

his worth

Shang, this match won't decide if you can join our academy or not. It's simply there so we can get a better look at your

said as he gestured to the empty

the table's at

walked over to one end of the hall as he looked

a one-handed sword focused on a mixture of speed and power. It wasn't as thin as a rapier, but it also wasn't

Clk!

metallic moving could be heard from Shang, but none of the present people could see what Shang was doing. His sword had been hidden beneath

saw that. Keeping one's weapon hidden made it harder for the opponent to prepare

whenever you

BANG!

forward with a lot of power reverberated throughout the hall, interrupting Soran's

ready for Shang to suddenly attack, and he quickly

didn't know from which direction

still hidden behind

the academy, he

him, but

knew more about how to wield a sword than him. So, entering a sword battle

swing down. Shang put all his power into his sword arm and directly targeted

BANG!

each other, creating

SHING!

a chop coming from above, but instead of pulling his sword back into a combat-stance, Shang

all of his power

he had let

took a lot of practice, but

the moment, Shang's opponent was out of balance as he tried

BANG!

opponent's torso, taking the

opponent over and fell on top of him. Then, Shang moved around his opponent's

CRK!

"AAAHHH!"