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.

two levels weaker than Shang, and he had done so. Soran's speed was more than manageable

went for Shang's head, and it became

quickly shot his sword upwards. His plan was 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 of

WHOOSH!

Yet, Shang's sword missed!

only smiled as he slightly pulled his spear

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

been planned from the

the head of the spear angled

that short moment, Shang

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

spear was very bendy, and the rotation

didn't even need to continue pushing. The sheer force of the bent spear would shoot forward as the spear

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

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

the head of the

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

Viera, and Mervin

had gone into the attack

in front of their face. If someone saw an attack coming towards their abdomen, they would put their arms and legs in front of their torso while trying to either jump back or turn

These were basic instincts.

Shang stepped forward while

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

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

wrapped around the spear,

had the more powerful body, and he

raised 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

Soran only smirked.

Whoooop!

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

what

lever. Soran was essentially using the principles