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

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

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!

he slightly pulled

had already planned this beforehand. Soran wasn't using more power than he was allowed, and he hadn't stopped his spear in a reactionary

been planned from the very

the spear angled

that short moment, Shang realized what had

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

was very bendy, and the rotation of the actual spear

slightly pointing to the side. Soran didn't even need to continue pushing. The sheer force of the bent spear would shoot

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

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

block the

fighter but the instincts of someone that had

BANG!

thrown to

Soran, Viera, and Mervin widened

gone into the attack

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

These were basic instincts.

forward while slightly rotating

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

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

the same time, Shang's arms wrapped around the spear,

and he had to

an eyebrow as he saw Shang grip his spear with his left hand while

Then, Shang exploded forward!

to him by pulling on the spear as his

Soran only smirked.

Whoooop!

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

what

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