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

breath

was obviously talking about the

powerful than him, the Dean would never reach the

saw that your predecessor couldn't rival the

your predecessor, he would have advanced immediately, wasting his

he had been born just fifty years later, he would have a shot at transforming his body

condensed his Path, and even if he is still working on it, there are no

remained silent

no way?"

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

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 a

"Are there any left in

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

said, there

duty to find them,"

as he just

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

there is a way, all hope

strengthened his grip

the next fight," he

The jester didn't answer.

the wheels began

Peak Commander Stage warrior," the mechanical voice

looked at the jester

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

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

any progress? Honestly,

SHING!

moment, Shang's opponent

was an older man wearing leather. He carried a long sword in his hands, just like Teacher Mervin.

was a barbarian, but he knew that wouldn't

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

as opponents in this trial. They were neither

meant that the person in front of Shang was

that lived on their own, only working

be among the more powerful warriors, but this

his hammer and

DING!

and looked at Shang

sword to the side, creating a screeching noise by cutting

had been incredibly

entered a battle

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

also exploded forward

at each

to bend in the air and move to