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

breath when he

God was obviously talking

the aid of someone far more powerful than him,

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

your predecessor, he would have advanced immediately, wasting his

he had been born just fifty years

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

remained silent

there really no

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

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

looked at the jester. "Are there any left

Mages destroyed everything. You won't find a

I've said,

them," the

remained silent as he just

the Teacher Mervin that helped him had not been the real

long as there is a

his grip

the next fight,"

The jester didn't answer.

began to

Stage

the jester

on my power. Also, your progress pleases me, and I don't want to punish you for living up to my

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

progress? Honestly, I don't

SHING!

that moment, Shang's opponent

hands, just like Teacher Mervin. Surprisingly,

was a barbarian, but he knew that

wasn't carrying a

this trial. They were neither warriors nor

the person in front of Shang was probably

lived on their own, only

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

lifted his hammer

DING!

warrior opened his eyes and looked at Shang

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

had been

warrior entered a battle

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

his right eye and also exploded forward

two of them charged at each other, and

bend in the