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."

outside help, he will never reach the Fifth Realm. His Path

a deep breath when he heard

was obviously talking

the aid of someone far more powerful than him, the Dean

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

predecessor, he would have advanced immediately, wasting

came too early. If he had been born just fifty years later, he would have a

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

silent

there really no way?"

"I designed this world to always have a way. The different ways just

warriors were still powerful, they simply ingested a pill to achieve such a

at the jester. "Are there any left in

Mages destroyed everything. You won't find a single inheritance regarding physical fighters in the

as I've said, there are

to find them," the jester said with a

he just took a

Teacher Mervin that

long as there is a way,

grip on his

ready for the

The jester didn't answer.

wheels began to spin

thirteen: Weak Peak Commander Stage warrior," the mechanical voice

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

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

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

any progress?

SHING!

that moment, Shang's

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

that this was a barbarian, but he knew

all, the man wasn't carrying a heavy weapon but

were neither warriors nor beasts, and they were worse than both of

in front of Shang was probably some kind of

lived on their own, only working on their

warrior would be among the more

jester lifted his hammer and struck

DING!

and looked at Shang with

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

had been

warrior entered

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

eye and also exploded forward with an Ice

two of them charged at each other, and Shang readied

the warrior's sword seemed to bend in the