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."

never reach the Fifth Realm. His Path

took a deep breath when he

God was obviously talking about

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

this other warrior to reevaluate himself," the jester added. "He saw that your predecessor couldn't rival the Mages or beasts, and he realized

would have advanced

just fifty years later,

he has already condensed his Path, and even if he is still working

remained silent for a

no way?"

smirked. "There is always a way," he said with a laugh. "I designed this

call the Procedure is only one of many ways to strengthen your body. Back when warriors were still powerful, they simply ingested a pill to achieve

looked at the jester. "Are there any left in the

find a

said, there are

your duty to find them," the

remained silent as he just took a deep

wanted to repay Teacher Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin that helped him

a way, all

grip on his

ready for the next fight,"

The jester didn't answer.

the wheels began

thirteen: Weak Peak Commander Stage

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

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

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

any progress?

SHING!

moment,

in his hands, just like Teacher Mervin. Surprisingly, he wore clothes made of

Shang thought that this was a barbarian, but he knew that

the man wasn't carrying a heavy weapon but

were neither warriors

meant that the person in front of Shang was probably some

that lived on their own,

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

lifted his hammer

DING!

opened his eyes and looked at Shang with

he swung his sword to the side, creating a screeching noise by cutting the

movements had

entered a battle

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

also exploded forward with an

them charged at each other, and Shang readied

bend in the air and move to