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."

help, he will never reach the Fifth Realm.

a deep breath when

obviously

powerful than him, the Dean

allowed this other warrior to reevaluate himself," the jester added. "He saw that your

he would have advanced immediately,

came too early. If he had been born just fifty years later, he would have a shot at transforming his body and become truly

if he is still working on it,

silent for a

really no way?"

"I designed this world to always have a

still powerful, they simply ingested a pill to achieve such a powerful body. Such a pill

jester. "Are there any left

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

as I've said, there are

to find them,"

as he just took a deep

the Teacher Mervin that helped him had

a

his grip

the

The jester didn't answer.

wheels began

Weak Peak Commander Stage warrior," the mechanical voice

moment, Shang remembered something and looked at the jester again. "You don't count the

progress pleases me, and I don't want to punish you for living up

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

make any progress?

SHING!

that moment, Shang's opponent

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

this was a

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

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

front of Shang was

their own,

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

hammer and

DING!

opened his eyes and looked at Shang with

his sword to the side, creating a

had

warrior entered

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

right eye and also exploded forward

charged at each other, and Shang readied his

warrior's sword seemed to bend in the