Sword God in a World of Magic

Breathing became difficult for Shang. Even though the person in front of him wasn't showing any killing intent, Shang could still feel the sheer power behind him.

However, it wasn't only his power. There was also a certain confidence or willpower inside him.

Shang felt like there was no sense in resisting. It was like his own motivation was suppressed by the sheer pressure of his opponent.

But Shang wasn't a mere teenager.

Shang had gone through a lot of training, and he had also fought on the world stage on Earth. The pressure he had felt back then was even more oppressive than the pressure he was feeling right now.

How? Were his old opponents stronger than the Vice-Dean, Soran?

Of course not.

The circumstances and eventual repercussions were different.

If Shang had lost his fights on Earth, his life would have been ruined. He had trained for months on end to succeed in only a single fight, and that fight would decide Shang's entire future.

But this fight?

Nothing would happen.

This was not a fight that would decide his future, but a fight that would teach Shang something.

Winning or losing made no difference.

So, even when the opponent was the most powerful opponent Shang had ever had, losing wasn't bad. It was expected.

Shang slowly took out his sword again, and he looked at Soran. "You said I can attack with the intention to kill, right?" he asked.

"You can," Soran answered with a slight nod as he readied his spear.

BANG!

Then, Soran suddenly charged forward, taking Shang by surprise.

Shang had expected that Soran would simply block all of Shang's offenses and teach him. But now, he was attacking him!

For a moment, it became difficult for Shang to react, but he had an advantage that allowed him to react in time.

His body.

speed was more than manageable for Shang, and that was the

head, and it

plan was to throw the spear to the side with all his power. Since he had a

WHOOSH!

Yet, Shang's sword missed!

he slightly pulled

planned this beforehand. Soran wasn't using more power than he was allowed,

planned from the very

the head of the spear angled downward, the spear

moment, Shang realized

pushed his spear forward at an angle, but before Shang had even decided to block it, Soran had pushed

was very bendy, and the rotation of

side. Soran didn't even need

arms to intercept the spear. Yes, Shang had a more powerful body, and he was definitely also faster, but he hadn't been interrupted by

by using all his power to throw the spear to the side. Because of that, Shang had to

couldn't block the head

Shang's eyes narrowed as his instincts took over. These weren't the instincts of an MMA fighter but the instincts of someone that had lived in the wilderness for months, fighting powerful beasts all the

BANG!

was thrown to the

Soran, Viera, and

into the

their face. If someone saw an attack coming towards their abdomen, they would put their arms

These were basic instincts.

forward while slightly

had done nothing, the spear would have straightened, and the tip would have slightly pierced Shang's

of the spear's head slapped Shang in the abdomen. The sharp edge of the spear left a deep cut in Shang's abdomen, but that was it. A thrust with the spear would have punched through Shang if it were performed

wrapped around the spear, keeping it

body, and he had to take advantage of that

his spear with his left hand while still keeping

Then, Shang exploded forward!

him by pulling on the spear as his sword

Soran only smirked.

Whoooop!

the side. It was almost like the spear was not following physics

what

as the base of a lever. Soran was essentially using the principles of a