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 returned with a

the young man, or more

couldn't be

boy, he felt a slight feeling of

of threat he felt meant that the

a

a Pest Cat

young man looked at

and the Vice-Dean

to prove his worth

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

there," Soran said as

why the table's at

of the hall as he

was 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 very

Clk!

heard from Shang, but none of the present people could see what Shang was doing.

they saw that. Keeping one's weapon hidden made

whenever you

BANG!

lot

to suddenly attack, and he quickly lifted

know from which direction Shang

still hidden

academy, he had learned that the only

him, but he had

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

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

BANG!

swords hit each other, creating

SHING!

from above,

power into recovering his

Shang wasn't blown back since he had let go of the

a lot of practice,

was out of balance

BANG!

opponent's torso, taking the air out

on top of him. Then, Shang

CRK!

"AAAHHH!"