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."

will never reach the Fifth Realm.

took a deep breath when he heard

was obviously talking about the

powerful than

added. "He saw that your predecessor couldn't rival the Mages or beasts, and he realized that

predecessor, he would have advanced immediately, wasting his

born just fifty years later, he would have

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

remained silent for a

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

strengthen your body. Back when warriors were still powerful, they simply ingested a pill to achieve such a powerful body. Such a pill would work on

looked at the jester. "Are there any left

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

as I've said, there

your duty to find them," the jester said with a

as he just

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

as there is a

his grip

ready for the next fight,"

The jester didn't answer.

the wheels began to

Commander Stage

at the jester again. "You

"You didn't rely on my power. Also, your progress pleases me, and I don't want to punish you for living up to

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

I make any progress? Honestly, I don't

SHING!

that moment,

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

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

carrying a

basically didn't qualify as opponents in this trial. They were neither warriors nor beasts, and they were

front of Shang was

their own, only working on

I assumed that some hermit warrior would be among the more powerful warriors, but this one is

jester lifted his hammer and

DING!

warrior opened his eyes and looked at Shang with

creating a screeching noise by cutting

had been

entered a

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

also exploded

them charged at each

the warrior's sword seemed to bend in the air and