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.

Shang, and he had done so. Soran's speed was more than manageable for Shang, and that was the only reason why Shang was able

and it became bigger and

with all his power. Since he had a more powerful body at the moment, he could ruin the balance of his

WHOOSH!

Yet, Shang's sword missed!

he slightly pulled his spear

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

planned from

of the spear angled downward,

Shang

pushed his spear forward at an angle, but before Shang had even decided to block it, Soran had

the spear was very bendy, and the rotation of the

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

couldn't get either of his arms to intercept the spear. Yes, Shang had a more powerful body, and he was definitely

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

couldn't block the

of an MMA fighter but the instincts of someone that had

BANG!

was thrown to the

the eyes of Soran, Viera, and

into the attack of his own

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

These were basic instincts.

forward while slightly

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

the abdomen. The sharp edge of the spear left a deep cut in Shang's abdomen, but that was it. A

same time, Shang's arms wrapped around the

he had to take

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

Then, Shang exploded forward!

pulled Soran to him by pulling on the spear as

Soran only smirked.

Whoooop!

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

what had

a lever. Soran was essentially using