Sword God in a World of Magic

It took Shang a while to calm down, but there was still a certain feeling of emptiness and regret inside of him.

Yet, this was what he had chosen.

For his goal, any kind of sacrifice was worth it.

Surprisingly, no new opponent had appeared in the last couple of minutes, even though Shang had already "won" against his previous one.

Shang slowly stood up and gripped Sword tightly.

Even if everything else vanished, Sword would be with him until the end.

The two of them didn't need to exchange words to make their feelings known.

"Took you guys long enough," the jester said with a grin.

Shang didn't look over.

"How long have we been training?"

The jester's grin widened.

"Five years."

Silence.

Five years.

They had been training for five full years.

That was so long!

For a second, Shang couldn't believe what he had just heard, but then he remembered how endlessly time had dragged on.

Five years actually made sense.

"And even after five years," Shang said, "I still couldn't beat him fairly."

The jester's grin didn't vanish. "Of course not," he said.

"His kind are the very reason why I sent you guys into my main world in the first place."

Shang looked over at the jester.

"Hardworking geniuses," the God said. "They use whatever they can get and perfect it. Yet, his body is weak. He is one of the very rare true geniuses, but his lack of a powerful body makes it impossible for him to fight any Mage or beast that is not completely worthless."

"The path of the warrior has deteriorated to a degree where mastering the entire thing only makes you equal to the worst Mages in the world."

"It is your duty to expand the warrior's path. Give the geniuses more to master, and they won't disappoint you."

"Your predecessor accepted the first Path he found, not trying to strengthen or widen it."

the

breath when

was obviously talking

than him, the Dean would never reach the Fifth

reevaluate himself," the jester added. "He saw that your predecessor couldn't rival the Mages or

would have advanced immediately, wasting

warrior came too early. If he had been born just fifty years later, he would have a shot at transforming his body and

already condensed his Path, and even if he is still working on it, there are no fitting beasts for

remained silent for a

there really no

"There is always a way," he said with a laugh. "I designed this world to always have a way. The different

ways to strengthen your body. Back when warriors were still powerful, they

jester. "Are there any left in the

won't find a single inheritance

said,

it's your duty to find them," the jester said with

he just took a deep

Teacher Mervin that helped him had not been the real

is a way, all hope

grip on his

ready for the

The jester didn't answer.

began to spin

Weak Peak Commander Stage warrior," the

the jester again. "You don't count the last fight as cheating,

pleases me, and I don't

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

make any progress? Honestly,

SHING!

that moment, Shang's

older man wearing leather. He carried a long sword in his hands, just like Teacher Mervin.

was a barbarian, but he knew that

the man wasn't carrying a heavy weapon but an elegant and long

barbarians basically didn't qualify as opponents in this trial. They were neither warriors nor beasts, and they were worse than

in front of Shang was

their own, only working on their

be among the more powerful warriors,

lifted his hammer and

DING!

warrior opened his eyes and looked

the side, creating

had been incredibly

warrior entered a

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

also exploded forward with

them charged at each other,

to bend in