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 Realm. His Path is just

deep breath when he heard

obviously talking about the

of someone far more powerful than him, the Dean would

jester added. "He saw that your predecessor couldn't

your predecessor, he would have advanced immediately, wasting

born just fifty years later, he

condensed his Path, and even if he is

remained silent

really no way?" he

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

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

at the jester. "Are there any left in

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

I've said, there are

to find them,"

remained silent as he just took a deep

Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin that helped

a way, all

grip on his

for the next fight," he

The jester didn't answer.

the wheels began to

Weak Peak Commander Stage

something and looked at the jester again. "You don't count the last

said. "You didn't rely on my power. Also, your progress pleases me, and I don't want to punish you

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

progress? Honestly,

SHING!

that moment, Shang's

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

was a barbarian, but he knew

wasn't carrying a heavy

barbarians basically didn't qualify as opponents in this trial. They were neither warriors nor beasts, and they were worse than

that the person in front of

own, only working

assumed that some hermit warrior would be among the more powerful warriors,

lifted his hammer and struck the

DING!

and looked

to the side, creating a screeching noise

movements had

entered a battle

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

his right eye and also exploded forward with

two of them charged at each other, and

seemed to bend in