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?

passed, Mervin

looked at the young

couldn't be

boy, he felt a slight

was very good at judging his opponent. The slight feeling of threat he felt meant that the other side was capable of

a

even a Pest Cat

young man looked at Shang with

teachers and the Vice-Dean

prove his worth

will be an exhibition 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 simply there so we

can fight over there," Soran said as he gestured to the empty half of

that's why the table's

one end of the hall as he looked at his

sword. It was a one-handed sword focused on a mixture of

Clk!

present people could see what Shang

when they saw that. Keeping one's weapon hidden

start whenever you want. This fight

BANG!

forward with a lot of

opponent hadn't been ready for Shang to suddenly attack,

he didn't know from which

sword was still hidden

block to a chop. In the academy, he had learned that the only option was to

the sword swing towards him, but he had already known that would

exactly that his opponent knew more about how to wield a sword than him. So, entering a sword battle with him would

his power into

BANG!

each other, creating sparks as

SHING!

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

all of his power

back since he had let

a maneuver took a lot of practice,

balance

BANG!

torso, taking the air out of

fell on top of him. Then,

CRK!

"AAAHHH!"