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 is just

breath

God was obviously talking about the

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

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

predecessor, he would have advanced immediately, wasting

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

Path, and even if he is still working on it, there are no fitting

silent for

no

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

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

"Are there any

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

as I've said, there are

them," the jester said

he just took a deep

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

long as there is a

strengthened his grip on

the next fight," he

The jester didn't answer.

wheels began to spin

Peak Commander Stage warrior,"

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

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

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

progress? Honestly,

SHING!

that moment,

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

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

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

were neither warriors nor beasts, and they were worse than

front of Shang was

on their own, only

assumed that some hermit warrior would be among the more powerful

lifted his hammer and struck the

DING!

his eyes and looked at Shang with

side, creating a screeching noise by cutting

movements had been

warrior entered

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

and also exploded forward with an

two of them charged at each other,

bend in the air and move