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 Realm. His Path is just too

took a deep breath when he

obviously talking about

someone far more powerful than him, the

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

your predecessor, he would have advanced immediately, wasting

fifty years later, he would have a shot at transforming his body and

condensed his Path, and even if he is still working

silent for a

no way?"

with a laugh. "I designed this

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

"Are there any left in

jester answered. "The Mages destroyed everything. You won't find a single inheritance

said, there

find them," the jester

as he just took a

if the Teacher Mervin

there is a

his grip

the next

The jester didn't answer.

wheels began to

Peak Commander Stage warrior," the mechanical voice

jester again.

"You didn't rely on my power. Also, your progress pleases me, and I don't want to punish you for

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

any progress? Honestly, I

SHING!

that moment, Shang's

was an older man wearing leather. He carried a long sword in his hands, just like Teacher Mervin. Surprisingly, he wore clothes made of fur and

second, Shang thought that this was a barbarian, but he knew that wouldn't

man wasn't carrying a heavy weapon

They were neither warriors nor

meant that the person in front of Shang was probably

own, only

that some hermit warrior would be among the more powerful warriors, but

hammer

DING!

warrior opened his eyes and looked at Shang

sword to the side, creating a screeching noise by cutting the

movements had been incredibly

entered a

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

narrowed his right eye and also exploded forward with an Ice

two of them charged at each other,

seemed to bend in the air and