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

breath

was obviously talking

powerful than

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

he would have advanced immediately, wasting

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

is still working on it, there are no fitting beasts for him

silent for a

really no way?"

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

the Procedure is only one of many ways to strengthen your body. Back when warriors were still powerful, they simply ingested a

jester. "Are there

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

I've said, there

them," the

as he just took a deep

Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin

a way, all hope is not

strengthened his grip on

ready for the next

The jester didn't answer.

the wheels began to spin

Stage warrior,"

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

my power. Also, your progress pleases me,

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

any progress?

SHING!

moment, Shang's opponent

sword in his hands,

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

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

as opponents in this trial. They were neither warriors nor beasts, and they

meant that the person in front of Shang was

on their own, only

some hermit warrior would be among the more

lifted his hammer and

DING!

and looked at

side, creating a screeching noise by cutting the wind

had been incredibly

entered a

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

also exploded forward

them charged at each other, and Shang readied his

to bend in the air