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.

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

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

His plan was to throw the spear to the side with all his power. Since he had a more powerful body

WHOOSH!

Yet, Shang's sword missed!

smiled as he slightly pulled

wasn't using more power than he was

planned from the very

angled downward, the spear bending

Shang realized

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 of the

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

arms to intercept the spear. Yes, Shang had a more powerful body, and he was definitely also faster, but he hadn't been interrupted by his

his power to throw the spear to the side. Because of that, Shang had to fight against his

couldn't block the

the instincts of an MMA fighter but the instincts of someone that had lived in the wilderness for months, fighting

BANG!

was thrown to the

of Soran, Viera, and

had gone into the attack of his own

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 put their arms and legs in front of their torso while trying to either jump back or

These were basic instincts.

Shang stepped forward while

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

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 performed with

around the spear, keeping it from leaving his

body, and he had to take advantage of that

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

Then, Shang exploded forward!

on the spear as his sword struck

Soran only smirked.

Whoooop!

Soran to the side. It was almost like

what had

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