Sword God in a World of Magic

Soran paused a bit.

"Your instincts are terrifyingly good for someone of your age," Soran said.

Shang nodded.

"In our fight, when you suddenly noticed my spear coming towards you, you immediately found a creative way to mitigate the damage. You obviously haven't seen the attack coming, and you certainly have been surprised by it. I saw it in your face."

"However, out of pure instinct, you managed to find a quick and good solution to your predicament. At that moment, you didn't have the time to think of a plan because you were lacking time, but by acting on your instincts, you managed to find a solution in that tiny moment."

"Such battle instincts can't be taught. They can only be built by going through several genuine life-threatening battles. Those are the instincts of a seasoned warrior, and they are the most important thing for any warrior."

"However, relying upon instincts should be the last thing you should do," Soran explained. "You should only rely on your instincts when your planning no longer works, and you can only rely on them when you literally have no time to plan."

"You could say that the instincts are a last, life-saving measure. They are essentially your very last defense. However, if you need to rely on your instincts, it means you are already in a losing position. After all, if you weren't in a very disadvantageous position, you would have time to plan your attacks, which means not relying on your instincts."

"But the good thing is that you are good in something that we can't teach, which gives you a major edge over the other students."

Soran took the papers in front of him and straightened them out into one pile, showing that he no longer planned on writing more down.

"In summary, you are an uncut diamond," Soran said with a smile. "You're not good in the things we can teach, but you are very good in the things we can't teach. If we teach you everything we can teach you, you will be good at literally everything."

"That's our evaluation."

Shang looked at Soran. "So, am I accepted?" he asked.

Soran only smiled. "There are two more things we need to verify, but if you have been honest, those will only be a formality."

Shang nodded. "Which things?"

"First of all, I need to test the quality of your body," Soran said as he stood up again and walked around the table.

He approached Shang. "Just continue standing there. It might be a bit uncomfortable, but bear with me."

left arm on Shang's shoulder while his right arm

trouble in his intestines, the doctors also pressed down on his abdomen in a similar

when Soran pressed onto

Soran nodded in appreciation.

went to the sides of Shang's abdomen and pressed on his kidneys and

reaction, and Soran

stomach and lungs.

some surprised glances at each

Shang suddenly groaned as his vision blurred for a

Soran said with a smile after pulling his hands back. "This basically confirms

do you

to train your body to such a powerful stage at such a young age," Soran answered.

organs have been strengthened to the peak of the Soldier Stage except for your

concerned, raised eyebrow. "However, it's also sad in a way. You seem to only be about fourteen or fifteen years old, but you managed to get through

the worst thing is that you

asked with a skeptical expression. "Shouldn't that be a positive? After all, it shows that I can get through any hardships placed before me, and it proves how much

is the problem," he said. "Your perception

with skepticism

will be hard for you to find like-minded individuals," Soran explained. "Listen, Shang. It's not necessary to go through as much

ways can still be quite painful but obviously not nearly as painful as you have experienced.

don't perceive these things as

will also inevitably reflect

do you mean?"

Soran sighed.

laughed, or chuckled even once ever since I got

Shang felt his insides shake a little when he heard

are a teenager, and you've just been praised by several very powerful warriors in the Commander Stage. You also managed to win against

of these things would excite someone, especially someone as

always only looked with either an emotionless expression at us

had concerned expressions on

put on a polite smile or anything like that.

Silence.