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."

the Fifth

a deep breath when

God was obviously talking

powerful than him, the Dean would never reach the

that your predecessor couldn't

your predecessor, he would have advanced immediately,

If he had been born just fifty years later, he would

he is still

silent for a

there really no way?" he

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

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

jester. "Are

Mages destroyed everything. You won't find

as I've said,

it's your duty to find them," the jester said with a

remained silent as he just took a deep

if the Teacher Mervin that helped him had not been the real

as there is a way,

his grip on

for the next fight," he

The jester didn't answer.

wheels began to

Peak Commander Stage warrior," the mechanical voice

Shang remembered something and looked at the jester

your progress pleases me, and I don't want to

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

progress? Honestly,

SHING!

that moment,

a long sword in his hands, just like

a second, Shang thought that this was a barbarian, but he knew that wouldn't make any

man wasn't carrying a

this trial. They were neither warriors nor beasts, and

that the person in front of Shang was probably some kind of

on their own, only

among the more powerful warriors, but this

hammer and struck

DING!

opened his eyes and looked at Shang

the side, creating a screeching noise by cutting

had been

entered

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

narrowed his right eye and also exploded forward with

at each other,

bend in