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."

outside help, he will never reach the Fifth Realm. His Path is

a deep breath when he

obviously talking about the

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

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

your predecessor, he would have

fifty years later, he would have a shot

condensed his Path, and even if he is still working on it,

remained silent

really no

he said with a laugh. "I designed this world to always have a

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

jester. "Are there any left in

everything. You won't find

I've said, there are

your duty to find them," the jester

remained silent as he

repay Teacher Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin that helped him had not been the

long as there is a way, all

grip on his

for the

The jester didn't answer.

wheels began to spin

Peak Commander Stage warrior,"

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

on my power. Also, your progress pleases me, and I

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

progress? Honestly,

SHING!

moment, Shang's

long sword in his hands, just like Teacher Mervin. Surprisingly, he wore clothes made of

Shang thought that this was a barbarian, but

carrying a heavy weapon

neither warriors nor beasts,

that the person in front of Shang

that lived on their own, only working on their

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

lifted his hammer and struck the

DING!

and looked at Shang

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

had

warrior entered

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

right eye and also exploded forward with an

them charged at each other,

bend in the air and