Sword God in a World of Magic

Shang had no idea how long he had already been training, and he wasn't even thinking about it. He had completely let go of everything and only focused on training.

When he got thirsty, he simply drank a bit from the bucket.

When he became hungry, he simply took out some of the dried meat from his old backpack.

The training was also very draining on his stamina, but his stamina got quickly replenished by his Mana.

When his Mana ran out, Shang simply sat down to gather some more. Refilling his Mana only took him like an hour or so.

As long as Shang didn't have any serious injuries or broken bones, his Mana refilled with a lot of speed. Apparently, healing fatigue and slightly torn muscles wasn't eating up even nearly as much Mana as an actual injury.

As Shang continued looking at every single technique and practicing them, he slowly began to feel mixed feelings.

On one hand, he wanted to incorporate all of the techniques. He was making great progress, and he would soon reach his goal of having completed all the basic techniques in the book.

On the other hand, Shang didn't want it to end. This book had increased his power greatly, and nearly all of Shang's movements had become more satisfying. It was like some imperfections had finally been solved.

When Shang inevitably finished the book, he had no more techniques to analyze.

Even more, the more Shang thought about it, the more ridiculous it seemed to him that these were all the techniques he was supposed to learn.

Soran had said that students in the Caterpillar Class had no access to the actual techniques of the school. These students were supposed to create their own path and their own style. They were supposed to create their own complex techniques.

All of these were basic techniques and basic ways to move.

However, all the techniques were disjointed, singular movements.

They weren't designed to flow into each other like an actual battle style.

The end of one technique might end in a slightly different spot than another good technique would need to be in to be unleashed.

This made everything feel disjointed and awkward.

their own was great, but quickly switching between them

simply didn't fit

kept going from one technique into the next. He had already finished all

had been elevated, but the drawback was that his battle style was filled with the

Awkward moments.

skipped a couple of frames every

infuriating, and Shang

faster and getting rid of these awkward moments. Shang wanted his techniques

wanted to attack and attack and

wanted his attacks to never

not anymore. Now, he had to deal with all these awkward moments of

start or end in a convenient place, but by doing that, the techniques themselves started to feel a bit

some occasions, they

occasions, they lost a lot

they left

wouldn't be a short affair. Changing the techniques became harder and

he had, at some point, made an error in a Sudoku puzzle, which caused the entire puzzle to end up with wrong numbers everywhere that only came to light when the last two numbers became impossible

he finally found a change he could make and

really difficult and

techniques flow into each other just to realize that not a

was a dead

previously fitting technique no longer fitting, which meant he had to change that one, but this technique had been the connector that connected all the

colorless jigsaw

of every piece was unique, which meant that some

It was ridiculous.

all these different techniques that it didn't even make sense to write them all down. Sure, the changes one could do in a technique could only be so numerous until it stopped being that technique, but with every single technique having so many potential changes, the total number of combinations

five possible changes. That one has three. That one has six. That one has

'1800…'

'1800 for five techniques…'

over at the book, which had about

I lost the

nearly at a billion, and how many techniques had that