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."

help, he will never reach the Fifth

a deep breath when

God was obviously talking

the aid of someone far more powerful than him, the Dean would never reach the

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

he would have advanced immediately, wasting

warrior came too early. If he had been born just fifty years later, he

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

silent

there really no way?" he

jester smirked. "There is always a way," he said with a laugh. "I designed this world to

to strengthen your body. Back when warriors were still powerful, they simply ingested a pill to achieve such a powerful body. Such

the jester. "Are there any

won't find a single inheritance regarding physical fighters in

as I've said, there

your duty to find them," the jester said with

he just took

the Teacher Mervin that helped him had not

long as there is a way, all hope is

his grip on his

the next fight,"

The jester didn't answer.

wheels began to spin

Stage warrior," the mechanical

that moment, Shang remembered something and looked at the jester again. "You don't count the last

on my power. Also, your progress pleases me, and I don't want to punish you

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

any progress? Honestly,

SHING!

moment, Shang's opponent

leather. He carried a long sword in his hands, just like Teacher Mervin. Surprisingly, he wore clothes made of fur

a barbarian, but he knew that wouldn't make

all, the man wasn't carrying a heavy weapon but an elegant

trial. They were neither warriors nor

in front of Shang was probably some

their own, only working on

would be among the more powerful warriors, but this one is apparently

his hammer and struck the

DING!

warrior opened his eyes and

he swung his sword to the side, creating a screeching noise by cutting

movements had

warrior entered a

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

and also exploded forward with an

each other,

sword seemed to bend in the air and move to the