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."

reach the Fifth Realm. His

a deep breath when he heard

was obviously

aid of someone far more powerful than him, the Dean

jester added. "He saw that your predecessor couldn't rival the Mages or beasts,

predecessor, he would have

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

has already condensed his Path, and even if he is still working on it, there are no fitting beasts for him

remained silent for

there really no way?"

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

warriors were still powerful, they simply ingested a pill to achieve such a powerful body. Such a pill would work on

"Are there any left in the

everything. You won't find a single inheritance

said, there are

to find them," the jester

silent as he just

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

long as there is a way, all

his grip on his

ready for the next fight," he

The jester didn't answer.

began to spin

Peak Commander Stage warrior," the mechanical

Shang remembered something and looked at the jester again.

progress pleases me, and I don't want to

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

progress?

SHING!

moment, Shang's

a long sword in his hands, just like Teacher Mervin. Surprisingly, he

a second, Shang thought that this was a

all, the man wasn't carrying a

neither warriors nor beasts,

of Shang was probably

that lived on their own, only

warrior would be among

hammer and struck

DING!

warrior opened his eyes and

the side, creating

movements had

entered a

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

narrowed his right eye and also exploded forward with an Ice

two of them charged at each other, and Shang readied his

sword seemed to bend in the