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."

help, he will never reach the Fifth Realm. His Path is just

breath when

God was obviously talking about

than him, the Dean would never reach the Fifth

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

would have advanced immediately, wasting

had been born just fifty years

and even if he is still working on it,

remained silent for a

there really no way?" he

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

were still powerful, they simply ingested a pill to achieve such a powerful body. Such a pill would

jester. "Are there any left in the

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

as I've said, there

them," the jester

as he just took a

Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin that helped him had not been

there is a

his grip on

ready for the next fight,"

The jester didn't answer.

began

Commander Stage

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

Also, your progress pleases me, and I don't want to punish you for

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

I make any progress? Honestly,

SHING!

moment, Shang's opponent

older man wearing leather. He carried a long sword in his hands, just like

thought that this was a barbarian,

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

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

in front of Shang was probably some

that lived on their own,

warrior would be among

hammer and struck

DING!

his eyes and looked at Shang with

side, creating a screeching noise by

movements had

entered a

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

narrowed his right eye and also exploded

each other, and Shang readied his

in the air and move