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

breath when

God was obviously talking

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

advancement allowed this other warrior to reevaluate himself," the jester added. "He saw that your predecessor couldn't rival the Mages or beasts, and he realized that there is more

your predecessor, he would have advanced immediately, wasting

been born just fifty years

is still working on

silent for

there really no way?" he

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

your body. Back when warriors were still

at the jester. "Are

find a single inheritance

said,

to find them," the jester said

remained silent as he just took a deep

wanted to repay Teacher Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin

long as there is a

grip on his

ready for the next fight," he

The jester didn't answer.

wheels began to

Peak Commander Stage warrior," the mechanical

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

my power. Also, your progress pleases me, and I don't want

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

any progress? Honestly, I

SHING!

moment, Shang's opponent

wearing leather. He carried a long sword in his hands, just like Teacher Mervin. Surprisingly, he

thought that this was a

man wasn't carrying a heavy weapon but an elegant and long

barbarians basically didn't qualify as opponents in this trial. They were neither warriors nor

that the person in front of Shang was probably some

that lived on their own, only

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

lifted his hammer

DING!

eyes and

swung his sword to the side, creating

had

entered a battle

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

eye and also exploded forward

each other, and

bend in the air and