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 had done so. Soran's speed was more

Shang's head, and it became

his power. Since he had a more powerful body at the moment, he could ruin the balance

WHOOSH!

Yet, Shang's sword missed!

he slightly pulled

planned this beforehand. Soran wasn't using more

had been planned from the

the head of the spear angled downward, the spear bending

Shang realized

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

the spear was very bendy, and the rotation

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

a more powerful body, and he was

to throw the spear to the side. Because of that, Shang had to fight against his own power to regain his balance, not his opponent's

block the head

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

BANG!

was thrown to the

eyes of Soran, Viera, and

the attack

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

These were basic instincts.

forward while

spear would have straightened, and the tip would have slightly pierced Shang's abdomen. Soran didn't want to injure Shang too

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 the intention to

time, Shang's arms wrapped around the spear,

and he had to take

grip his spear with his left hand while still keeping his sword in

Then, Shang exploded forward!

him by pulling on the spear

Soran only smirked.

Whoooop!

throwing Soran to the side. It was almost like the spear was not following physics

noticed what

base of a lever. Soran was essentially using the principles of a pole vault