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,

didn't

technique into the next. He had already finished all of the techniques, and he

elevated, but the drawback was that his battle style was filled with the thing he

Awkward moments.

a

was infuriating, and Shang

completely focused on becoming faster and getting rid of these awkward moments. Shang wanted his techniques to flow perfectly, and he didn't want to have any downtime during

and attack

attacks to never

not anymore. Now, he had to

techniques a bit to make them start or end in a convenient place, but by doing that, the techniques themselves started to feel a bit awkward. After all, these techniques weren't supposed to

occasions, they

other occasions, they lost a lot

left Shang

practicing for who knew how long, Shang realized that this wouldn't be a short affair. Changing the techniques became harder

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

calculate everything again until he finally found a change he could make and continue from there, just to realize that he had made

was really difficult

make five techniques flow into each other just to realize that not a

was a

resulted in the previously fitting technique no longer fitting, which meant he

colorless jigsaw puzzle with no border or corner

pieces. However, not every outcropping of every piece was unique, which meant that some pieces

It was ridiculous.

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

there? That technique has like five possible changes. That one has three. That one has six. That one has

'1800…'

'1800 for five techniques…'

book, which had about 50 techniques

lost the

the latest number was nearly at a billion, and how many techniques had that been? Like fourteen