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."

never reach the Fifth Realm. His Path

a deep breath when he

obviously talking

someone far more powerful than him, the Dean would never

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

he would have advanced immediately, wasting his

warrior came too early. If he had been born just fifty years later, he would have a shot at transforming his body and become truly

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

silent

there really no way?" he

designed this world to always have a way. The different ways just have different

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 in

You won't find a single inheritance regarding physical fighters in the

as I've said,

find them," the jester said with a

as he just took a deep

repay Teacher Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin that

there is a way, all hope is

grip on his

ready for the next fight," he

The jester didn't answer.

the wheels began

Commander Stage warrior," the

the jester

your progress pleases

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

I make any progress? Honestly, I

SHING!

that moment,

in his hands, just like Teacher Mervin. Surprisingly, he wore clothes made

second, Shang thought that this was a barbarian, but he knew that

the man wasn't carrying a heavy weapon

qualify as opponents in this trial. They were neither warriors nor beasts, and they were worse than both of

of Shang was

their own, only working

I assumed that some hermit warrior would be among the more powerful

jester lifted his hammer

DING!

warrior opened his eyes and looked at Shang

side, creating a screeching noise by cutting the

had been incredibly

warrior entered a

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

narrowed his right eye and also exploded forward with an Ice

two of them charged at each

to bend in the air and move to the