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.

weaker than Shang, and he had done so. Soran's speed was more than manageable for Shang, and that was the only reason why Shang was able to react in

went for Shang's head, and it became bigger and bigger in

to throw the spear to the side with all his power. Since he had a more powerful body at the moment, he could ruin the balance

WHOOSH!

Yet, Shang's sword missed!

smiled as he

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

been planned from the very

the spear angled downward, the spear bending

short moment, Shang realized what

but before Shang had even decided to block it, Soran

bendy, and the rotation of the actual

spear was slightly pointing to the side. Soran didn't even need to continue pushing. The sheer force of

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

spear to the side. Because of that,

couldn't block the

over. These weren't the instincts of an MMA fighter but the instincts

BANG!

was thrown

Viera,

the attack of his own

most basic reaction someone had towards an attack was to protect themselves. If someone saw a punch coming toward their face, they would quickly put their arms in front of their face. If someone saw an attack coming towards their abdomen, they would put

These were basic instincts.

forward while slightly rotating

had done nothing, the spear would have straightened, and the tip would have

stepping forward and rotating, the side 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 with

time, Shang's arms wrapped around the spear, keeping it

body, and he had to take advantage of that

eyebrow as he saw Shang grip his spear with his left hand while still keeping his sword in

Then, Shang exploded forward!

him by pulling on the spear as

Soran only smirked.

Whoooop!

suddenly bent to the side, throwing Soran to the side. It was almost like the spear was

what

a lever. Soran was essentially using the