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

Shang's head, and it became bigger

his power. Since he had a more powerful

WHOOSH!

Yet, Shang's sword missed!

as he

wasn't using more power than he was allowed, and he hadn't stopped his

been planned from the very

the head of the spear angled

moment, Shang

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

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

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 shoot forward as the spear became straight again, catapulting the head of the spear into

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

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

block the

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

BANG!

thrown to

the eyes of Soran, Viera,

gone into the

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

These were basic instincts.

forward while slightly

would have straightened, and the tip would have slightly pierced

the spear's 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 performed with

arms wrapped around the spear, keeping

more powerful body, and he

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

Then, Shang exploded forward!

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

Soran only smirked.

Whoooop!

to the side, throwing Soran to the side. It was almost like the spear was not following

what

Soran was essentially using the principles of a