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 too

deep breath

was obviously

the aid of someone far more powerful than him, the

warrior to reevaluate himself," the jester added. "He saw that your predecessor couldn't

predecessor, he would have advanced immediately, wasting

too early. If he had been born just fifty years later,

is

silent for a

no way?"

way," he said with a laugh. "I designed

many ways to strengthen your body. Back when warriors were still powerful, they simply ingested a pill to achieve

the jester. "Are there any left

everything. You won't find a single inheritance

as I've said,

to find them," the

remained silent as he just took a deep

the Teacher Mervin that helped

a way, all hope is

grip

the next fight," he

The jester didn't answer.

the wheels began

Weak Peak Commander Stage

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

my power. Also, your progress pleases me, and I don't want

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

progress? Honestly, I don't

SHING!

moment,

long sword in his hands, just like

second, Shang thought that this was a

carrying a

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

person in front of Shang was probably some

lived on their own, only working on their

some hermit warrior would be among the more

lifted his hammer and

DING!

and looked at Shang

side, creating a

movements had

entered a battle

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

also exploded forward

charged at each other, and

in the air