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

deep breath when he

God was obviously talking about

than

added. "He saw that your predecessor couldn't rival the Mages or beasts, and he realized that there is

he would have advanced immediately,

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

he is still working on it, there are

silent for a

really no

designed this world to always have a way. The

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

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

answered. "The Mages destroyed everything. You won't find a single inheritance regarding

as I've said, there are

them," the

as he just took a deep

the Teacher

there is a way, all hope

strengthened his grip

for the next

The jester didn't answer.

began to

Stage warrior," the mechanical

looked at the jester again. "You don't

on my power. Also, your progress pleases me,

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

I make any progress? Honestly, I

SHING!

moment,

sword in his hands, just like Teacher

a barbarian, but

man wasn't carrying a heavy weapon but an

opponents in this trial. They were neither warriors nor beasts,

the person in front of Shang was probably some kind

that lived on their own, only working on their

would be among the more powerful warriors, but this one is apparently

hammer and struck

DING!

warrior opened his eyes and

to the side, creating a screeching noise by cutting

movements had been incredibly

warrior entered a

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

and also exploded forward with an Ice

charged at each other, and Shang readied

in the air and move to the