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."

never reach the Fifth

breath when

was obviously talking

more powerful than him, the Dean

allowed this other warrior to reevaluate himself," the jester added. "He saw that your

your predecessor, he would have

had been born just fifty years later, he would have a shot at transforming

he has already condensed his Path, and even if he is

remained silent for

really no way?"

laugh. "I designed this world

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

the jester. "Are there any left in

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

as I've said,

them," the jester said with a

remained silent as he just took

to repay Teacher Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin that

as there is a way, all hope is

his grip

ready for the next fight," he

The jester didn't answer.

the wheels began to

Peak Commander Stage

and looked at the jester again. "You don't count the last fight as

progress pleases me, and I don't want to punish you for living up to my

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

any progress?

SHING!

that moment, Shang's

leather. He carried a long sword in his hands, just like Teacher Mervin. Surprisingly, he

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

wasn't carrying a heavy weapon but an elegant and

were neither warriors nor beasts, and they were worse than both of

meant that the person in front of Shang

on their own, only

warrior would be among the more powerful warriors, but this

his hammer and struck

DING!

eyes and

sword to the side, creating a screeching noise by cutting

movements had been

entered

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

right eye and also exploded forward with

of them charged at each other,

warrior's sword seemed to bend in the air and