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.

he would make himself two levels 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

head, and it became bigger and bigger in

Since he had a more powerful body at the moment,

WHOOSH!

Yet, Shang's sword missed!

only smiled as he slightly

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

planned from the

head of the spear angled downward, the spear

Shang realized

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

wooden shaft of the spear was very bendy, and the rotation of the

was slightly pointing to the side. Soran didn't even need

Yes, Shang had a more powerful body, and he was definitely also faster, but he hadn't been

stun his opponent by using all his power to throw the spear to the side. Because of that, Shang had to fight against his own power to regain his balance, not

block the head of

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

BANG!

was thrown to the

Soran, Viera,

into the attack of

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

These were basic instincts.

Shang stepped forward while slightly

done nothing, the spear would have straightened, and the tip would have slightly pierced Shang's abdomen. Soran didn't want to injure Shang too seriously

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

arms wrapped around the

had the more powerful body, and he had to take advantage of

he saw Shang grip his spear with

Then, Shang exploded forward!

Soran to him by pulling on the

Soran only smirked.

Whoooop!

the side, throwing Soran to the side. It was almost like the

what had

was using Shang as the base of a lever. Soran was essentially using the principles of a pole vault to throw himself to