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.

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

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

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

WHOOSH!

Yet, Shang's sword missed!

as he slightly pulled

using more power than he was allowed, and he hadn't stopped his

planned

spear angled downward, the spear bending

moment, Shang realized what had

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

bendy, and the rotation of the

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

body, and he was definitely also faster, but he hadn't been interrupted by his opponent but

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 his

couldn't block the head

of an MMA fighter but the instincts of someone that had lived

BANG!

was thrown to the

Soran, Viera, and Mervin widened

had gone into the attack of his own

arms 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 slightly

Shang had 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 after

Shang's abdomen, but that was it. A thrust with the spear would have punched through Shang if it were performed with

arms wrapped around the spear, keeping it

powerful body, and he had to

Shang grip his spear with his left hand while still keeping

Then, Shang exploded forward!

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

using Shang as the base of a lever. Soran was essentially using