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.

Soran's speed was more than manageable for Shang, and that was the only reason why Shang was able to

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

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

WHOOSH!

Yet, Shang's sword missed!

he slightly

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

been planned from the

spear angled downward, the spear

short moment, Shang realized

spear forward at an angle, but before Shang had even decided to block

rotation of

the spear was pointing towards Shang's torso while the tip of the spear was slightly pointing to the side. Soran didn't even need to continue pushing. The sheer force of the bent spear would shoot forward as the spear became straight again, catapulting the head of the spear into Shang's

of his arms to intercept the spear. Yes, Shang had a more powerful body, and he was definitely

throw the spear to the side. Because

the head of the

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

BANG!

was thrown

Soran, Viera, and Mervin widened in

gone into the attack of his own

face, they would quickly put their arms in front of their face. If someone saw an attack coming

These were basic instincts.

Shang stepped forward while slightly

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

the spear left a deep cut in Shang's abdomen, but that was it. A

wrapped around the spear,

the more powerful body, and he had to take advantage

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

Then, Shang exploded forward!

by pulling on the spear as his sword struck in Soran's

Soran only smirked.

Whoooop!

Soran to the side. It

what had

essentially using the principles of a pole vault to throw himself to