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

a deep breath when

God was obviously

more powerful than him,

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

predecessor, he would have advanced immediately, wasting his

early. If he had been born just fifty years later, he would have a

even if he is still working on it, there

silent

there really no

way," he said with a laugh. "I designed this world to always have a way. The different ways

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

the jester. "Are there any left

won't find a single inheritance regarding physical fighters in

said, there

it's your duty to find them," the

silent as he

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

is a

strengthened his grip on his

ready for the next fight," he

The jester didn't answer.

began

Stage warrior,"

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

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

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

progress?

SHING!

moment, Shang's opponent

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

this was a barbarian, but

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

They were neither warriors nor beasts, and they were worse

in front of Shang was probably some

on their own,

hermit warrior would be among the more powerful warriors,

hammer and struck the

DING!

warrior opened his eyes and looked at Shang with narrowed

side, creating a screeching noise by cutting the wind

movements had

warrior entered a

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

and also exploded forward with

at each other, and Shang readied

to bend in the air