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 Path is

deep breath when he

was obviously talking about

more powerful than him, the Dean would never

himself," the jester added. "He saw that your predecessor couldn't rival the Mages

have advanced immediately,

this 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

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

remained silent for

really no way?"

a laugh. "I designed this world to always have a

warriors were still powerful, they simply ingested

jester. "Are there any left in

"The Mages destroyed everything. You won't find a single

said,

your duty to find them," the jester said with

as he just took a deep

repay Teacher Mervin, even if the Teacher

there is a way, all hope is not

strengthened his grip

ready for the next fight,"

The jester didn't answer.

began

Weak Peak Commander Stage

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

pleases me, and I don't

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

progress?

SHING!

that moment,

was an older man wearing leather. He carried a long sword in his hands, just like Teacher Mervin. Surprisingly, he wore

was a barbarian, but he knew that wouldn't make any

man wasn't carrying a heavy weapon but an elegant

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

that the person in front of Shang was

their own, only working on

be among the more powerful warriors, but this one is

hammer and

DING!

eyes and looked at Shang

his sword to the side, creating

movements had been incredibly

entered

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

his right eye and also exploded forward with

at each

sword seemed to bend in the air and move to