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."

the Fifth Realm. His Path is just

deep breath when he heard

was obviously

of someone far more powerful than

reevaluate himself," the jester added. "He saw that your predecessor couldn't rival the Mages or

he would have advanced immediately,

just fifty years later, he would have a

is still working on it, there are no fitting beasts

remained silent

there really no

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

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

at the jester. "Are there any left in

the jester answered. "The Mages destroyed everything. You won't find

said,

them," the jester said with

as he just took a

wanted to repay Teacher Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin

is a way, all hope is

strengthened his grip

for the next fight," he

The jester didn't answer.

began to spin

Peak Commander Stage warrior," the mechanical voice

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

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

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

make any progress? Honestly, I don't

SHING!

that moment, Shang's

in his hands, just

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

man wasn't carrying a heavy weapon

were neither warriors nor beasts, and they were

front of Shang was probably some kind of

their own,

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

his hammer and

DING!

and

he swung his sword to the side, creating

had been incredibly

warrior entered a battle

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

also exploded

charged at each other, and

in the air and move