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."

he will never reach the Fifth Realm. His Path is

breath when

obviously talking about

of someone far more powerful than him,

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

would have advanced immediately, wasting

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

and even if he is still working

remained silent for a

really no

designed this world to always

is only one of many ways to strengthen your body. Back when warriors were still powerful, they simply ingested a pill to achieve such a powerful body. Such

at the jester. "Are

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

said, there are

find them," the jester

remained silent as he just

to repay Teacher Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin that helped him

as there is a way, all

his grip on his

for the

The jester didn't answer.

began to

Weak Peak Commander Stage warrior," the

at the jester

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

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

any progress? Honestly, I don't

SHING!

moment, Shang's opponent

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

Shang thought that this was a

of all, the man wasn't carrying a heavy weapon

barbarians basically didn't qualify as opponents in this trial. They were neither warriors nor beasts,

front of

own, only working on

hermit warrior would be among the more powerful warriors, but this one

lifted his hammer

DING!

opened his eyes and

the side, creating a screeching noise by cutting

movements had been incredibly

entered

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

right eye and also

at each other, and Shang

warrior's sword seemed to bend in the air and move to the