Sword God in a World of Magic

Shang slowly opened his eyes in the real world.

Shang was inside his room in the academy's basement, which wasn't very pleasant to look at. There was only a table, some chairs, and a bed. That was about it. It looked more like a fancy prison cell than an actual room.

The Dean noticed that Shang was back and looked at him.

"How did it go?" he asked.

Shang looked at his teacher.

"22 points."

The Dean nodded. "That's better than I expected. I feared that the weak Middle General Stage beast would be too much for you, and I also expected you to fail your fight against the Average Early Adept."

"It seems I underestimated you."

"I assume you used your peculiar Ability to gain three free points?"

Shang nodded, but his brows furrowed.

At this moment, the procedure and its effects went through Shang's head.

The procedure had upgraded his body by one level, which essentially granted him three additional points per category, giving him nine free points.

Then, his Affinity gave him three additional free points.

So, the procedure and his Affinity had given Shang twelve points in total.

Shang had left the trial with 22 points, and if he subtracted the twelve free points, he would be at ten points.

In short, without these two things, Shang's Battle-Strength was about as powerful as the Dean's Battle-Strength had been back then.

"You seem to be unhappy with your results," the Dean said as he noticed Shang's expression.

"The only reason why I got so many points was the procedure and my Affinity," Shang said. "Without them, I would have only gotten as many points as you, and several of those fights had been incredibly close."

The Dean's expression didn't change.

"So, you are disappointed that you only are as strong as the strongest and most talented warrior in the world," the Dean said.

Shang listened to his teacher, but he didn't look at him.

it might not be "appropriate" to feel

just couldn't help

He wanted more.

to the procedure for myself, I would be able to fight the strongest High Mages on

at

didn't sound very

all, the Mages had even more advantages than just their

it's the truth," the Dean said. "Don't forget that the strongest aspects of us warriors are our techniques and our battle experience. At the moment, the gulf regarding the baseline is so wide that technique won't be able to change anything, but if that gulf can be closed just by a little bit, all the

the High Mages have even more advantages, you can diminish a lot of their advantages with hard work,

that I am only someone on the level of Duke Whirlwind or any other

on their level, I

the only reasons why I can't

my accomplishments lightly, Shang," the Dean said with a cold gaze. "You don't know what

to his teacher

told the truth or if he was only trying to appear more impressive to

reward?" the

already noticed the book in Shang's hand, but he didn't take

this was Shang's

book and looked at

will increase the Battle-Strength of

help you

his hand, waiting for Shang to

that you should know what you are supposed to do," Shang

retreat immediately, and his

him?" the Dean asked

nodded. "We had a… talk. You could call it

very happy that I abused

Dean had met the God, and he knew

that Shang could have

thought much about what to do with the reward. Originally, he only wanted to take a look at it, and if it were useful, he would practice it. Then, he would probably teach the more

in over a century, which made the God almost appear

had talked to the God again put

watching their every move and that someone could end their existence with a

seconds, the Dean pulled the book back and skimmed

mind was still on the level of a True Mage, which granted

minutes, the Dean finished reading through

book and put it

Silence.

the Dean only looked at the wall as he