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

took a deep breath when

God was obviously

powerful than him, the Dean would

that your predecessor couldn't rival the Mages or beasts, and

have advanced immediately, wasting his

warrior came too early. If he had been born just fifty years

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

remained silent for

really no

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

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 work

the jester. "Are there any left

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

as I've said, there are

them," the jester

remained silent as he just took a

the Teacher Mervin that helped him

there is a way, all hope

grip on his

the next fight,"

The jester didn't answer.

began to spin

Commander Stage warrior," the mechanical

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

didn't rely on my power. Also, your progress pleases me, and I don't

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

I make any progress?

SHING!

moment,

He carried a long sword in his hands, just like Teacher Mervin. Surprisingly, he wore clothes made of fur and no

a barbarian, but he knew that wouldn't

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

were neither warriors nor beasts, and they were worse than both

front of Shang was

that lived on their own, only working on their

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

lifted his hammer and struck the

DING!

his eyes and looked at

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

movements had been

warrior entered

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

also exploded

each other, and Shang

to bend in