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?

time passed, Mervin returned with a

looked at the young

be older than

Shang saw the boy, he felt a slight

judging his opponent. The slight feeling of threat he felt meant that the other side was capable of injuring him, but that

wasn't a real

Pest Cat had

man looked at

and the Vice-Dean were

prove his worth in front of

if you can join our academy or not. It's simply there so we

Soran said as he gestured

table's at the side,'

walked over to one end of the hall as he looked at

one-handed sword focused on a mixture of speed and power. It wasn't as thin as a

Clk!

of the present people could see

that. Keeping one's weapon hidden made it harder

start whenever you want.

BANG!

with a lot of power reverberated throughout the hall,

opponent hadn't been ready for Shang to suddenly attack, and he quickly lifted his sword to

know from which direction

sword was still hidden behind

Shang approached, his opponent quickly changed his block to a chop. In the academy, he had learned that the only option was to attack when one couldn't find a

but he had already known

wield a sword than him. So, entering a sword battle with him would

power into his sword arm and directly targeted

BANG!

swords hit each other, creating sparks as they

SHING!

shot into the ground. Shang had blocked a chop coming from above, but instead of pulling his sword back into a

opponent put all of his power

back since he had let go of

lot of practice,

Shang's opponent was out of balance as he

BANG!

his opponent's torso, taking the air

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

CRK!

"AAAHHH!"