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

Shang's head, and it became bigger and bigger

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

WHOOSH!

Yet, Shang's sword missed!

as he slightly

this beforehand. Soran wasn't using more power than he was allowed, and

had been planned from the very

spear angled downward, the spear bending in

short moment, Shang realized

had even decided to block it, Soran had pushed the butt of

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

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

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

side. Because of

the head

eyes narrowed as his instincts took over. These weren't the instincts of an MMA fighter but

BANG!

thrown to

Soran, Viera, and Mervin widened

into the attack of his

reaction someone had towards an attack was to 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.

stepped forward while

straightened, and the tip would have

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 with the spear would have punched through Shang if it were

arms wrapped around the spear, keeping it from leaving his

more powerful body, and he had

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

Then, Shang exploded forward!

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

Soran only smirked.

Whoooop!

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

noticed what

essentially using the principles of a pole vault