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.

had said that he would make himself two levels weaker than 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

directly went for Shang's head, and it became

all his power. Since he had a more powerful body at the

WHOOSH!

Yet, Shang's sword missed!

smiled as he slightly pulled his spear

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

planned from the very

the spear angled downward,

short moment, Shang

even decided to block it, Soran had pushed

wooden shaft of the spear was very bendy, and the rotation of the actual spear took some time to reach

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 became straight again, catapulting

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

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

block the head

MMA fighter but the instincts of someone that

BANG!

was thrown to

the eyes of Soran, Viera, and

had gone into the

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

These were basic instincts.

forward while slightly rotating his

the tip would have slightly pierced

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

around the spear, keeping it from

had the more powerful body, and he

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

Then, Shang exploded forward!

the spear

Soran only smirked.

Whoooop!

Soran to the side.

noticed what had

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