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."

will never reach the Fifth Realm. His Path is just too

took a deep breath when he heard

was obviously talking about the

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

this other warrior to reevaluate himself," the jester added. "He saw that your predecessor couldn't rival the Mages or beasts, and he

have advanced immediately,

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

condensed his Path, and even if he is still working

remained silent

really no way?"

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

ways to strengthen your body. Back when warriors were still

"Are there

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

as I've said, there are

find them," the

as he

Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin that helped him had

as there is a way,

his grip

ready for the

The jester didn't answer.

the wheels began to spin

thirteen: Weak Peak Commander Stage warrior," the

at the jester again. "You don't count the

power. Also, your progress pleases me, and I

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

any progress? Honestly,

SHING!

moment, Shang's opponent

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

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

carrying a heavy

opponents in this trial. They were neither warriors nor beasts, and they were worse than both

that the person in front of Shang was probably

own, only working on

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

jester lifted his hammer

DING!

his eyes and looked at

swung his sword to the side, creating

movements had

entered

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

eye and also exploded forward with

each other, and Shang

warrior's sword seemed to bend in the air