Sword God in a World of Magic

The one that spoke to Shang was a tall man with short blue hair. He was probably around 19 years old, which was why Shang labeled him as a man instead of a boy. A truly gigantic, wide, and imposing sword was in his hands. The sword was probably one and a half meters long and half a meter wide.

A gigantic axe or hammer showed a feeling of ferociousness and brutality, while a sword showed versatility and composure.

This gigantic sword exhibited a mixed feeling between those two.

It was ferocious and powerful, but there was also restraint inside it.

'He's powerful,' Shang thought as he looked at the guy, a glint of surprise visible in his eyes.

Why surprise?

Because Shang felt a mortal feeling of danger radiating off that man.

That in and of itself wouldn't be that surprising, though. The surprising part was that he only had a body at the Late Soldier Stage, an entire level below Shang.

Yet, Shang could feel very clearly that, if the two of them were to fight seriously, Shang would most likely die.

'Sure enough, I have to work on my Battle-Strength,' Shang thought. 'I can deal incredibly well with beasts, but I'm still a newbie when it comes to other humans.'

"Yeah, go back to suckling on your mommy's tits," another guy shouted from the side with a ridiculing voice.

The blue-haired man frowned, and Shang looked over at the other guy that just shouted.

It was a relatively small man with long green hair. He had a long but thin sword in his hand, and his smile showed ridicule and arrogance. Shang guessed that he was around 17 years old.

When Shang saw the green-haired guy, he didn't feel threatened.

He definitely had quite some power to him, but he wasn't a real threat to Shang. Shang felt that, as long as he didn't become careless, he should easily win against him.

The green-haired guy wasn't even in the same world as the blue-haired man in terms of power.

man said with a rebuking tone as he looked at the green-haired guy, Elver. "How often have the teachers told you to feel

like someone that had been wrongfully accused. "Why are you blaming me? You were

in the Preparation Grade, not the younger grades," Astor said with annoyance.

surprise. Then, he looked at Shang, and his eyes

after a bit, Elver furrowed his brows. Then, he snorted. "Oh, no wonder. You're one

Elver with a neutral

your family has stuffed all kinds of pills and medicine into your body. Bet you haven't even killed a Pest Cat before,"

but he didn't say anything. In his perception, Shang's power also felt surprisingly weak for someone at the Peak

couple of Peak Soldier Stage students equally, but he couldn't say

Except for Shang.

Shang with a lot of confidence, which definitely

reserved his judgment of Shang. Yes, Shang had a

years of training,

a certain feeling

Shang had seen his fair

Shang's Battle-Strength

of all of these uncertainties,

for a

grade," he said. "I'm part of the Advanced Caterpillar

the listening students on the

have someone with a more powerful body in a lower grade. After all, the power of the body was literally the sole criteria for which grade

you in the Advanced Grade?" someone

Shang looked over.

focused on Magic and the ones that couldn't often chose a different career. Because of that, there weren't that many

like the person that

was her natural hair color. Contrary to what one might expect, she carried a huge and heavy

was filled

in this grade because I need to work on my Battle-Strength for the next two years," Shang answered. "I joined

frowned, but

degree," Elver ridiculed from the side again. "Your body's so powerful, but