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."

will never reach the Fifth Realm. His Path

deep breath when he

was obviously talking about the

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

the jester added. "He saw that your predecessor couldn't rival

he would have advanced immediately, wasting

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

condensed his Path, and even if he is still working on it, there are

remained silent for

there really no

he said with a laugh. "I designed this world to always have a way. The different ways just

call the Procedure is only one of many 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 would

jester. "Are there

jester answered. "The Mages destroyed everything. You won't find a

said, there are

them," the jester said

he just

if the Teacher Mervin that helped him

as there is a

his grip on his

the next

The jester didn't answer.

began

Weak Peak Commander Stage warrior,"

remembered something and looked at the jester again. "You

Also, your progress pleases me,

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

I make any progress? Honestly,

SHING!

moment, Shang's

in his hands, just like Teacher Mervin. Surprisingly,

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

carrying a heavy weapon but

this trial. They were neither warriors nor

the person in front of Shang was probably some kind

own, only

hermit warrior would be among the

hammer and struck the

DING!

eyes and looked at Shang with narrowed

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

movements had

warrior entered a

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

right eye and also exploded forward with an

of them charged at each other, and

in the air and move to the