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 Realm. His Path is

breath

God was obviously talking

someone far more powerful than him,

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

predecessor, he would have

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

if he is still working on

silent

there really no way?"

is always a way," he said with a laugh. "I designed

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

the jester. "Are there any left in the

You won't find a single inheritance regarding physical

as I've said, there are

find them," the

silent as he just

to repay Teacher Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin that

there is a way, all hope is not

grip on

ready for the next fight," he

The jester didn't answer.

began to spin

Weak Peak Commander Stage warrior," the mechanical

jester again. "You don't

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

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

any progress?

SHING!

moment, Shang's opponent

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

that this was a barbarian, but he knew that wouldn't make

wasn't carrying a heavy weapon

were neither warriors nor beasts, and they

meant that the person in front of Shang was

their own,

warrior would be among the more powerful warriors, but this

lifted his hammer

DING!

and looked at Shang with

sword to the side, creating a screeching noise

movements had

warrior entered a

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

and also exploded forward

charged at each other,

bend in the air and move to