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

breath when

obviously talking about the

aid of someone far more powerful than him, the Dean would never

"He saw that your predecessor couldn't rival

have advanced

fifty years later, he would have a shot at

even if he is

remained silent for

no way?" he

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

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 pill would work

jester. "Are

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

I've said, there are

duty to find them,"

silent as he just took

the Teacher Mervin that

a way,

strengthened his grip on

for the next

The jester didn't answer.

the wheels began

Peak Commander Stage

jester again. "You don't count the last fight as cheating,

on my power. Also, your progress pleases me, and I don't want

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

I make any progress?

SHING!

moment,

He carried a long sword in his hands, just like Teacher Mervin. Surprisingly, he wore clothes made of fur and

second, Shang thought that this was a

the man wasn't carrying a heavy weapon but an

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

person in front of Shang was probably some

on their own, only working

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

hammer and struck the

DING!

warrior opened his eyes and looked at Shang with narrowed

swung his sword to the side, creating a screeching

had been incredibly

warrior entered

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

also exploded forward with an Ice

at each other, and Shang readied

sword seemed to bend in the air and move to the