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. His Path is just too

breath when

was obviously talking about the

than

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

your predecessor, he would have

If he had been born just fifty years later, he would have a shot at transforming his body

Path, and even if he is still working on it, there are no fitting beasts

silent

no

laugh. "I designed this world to always have a

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

at the jester. "Are there

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

said, there

it's your duty to find them," the jester said with

remained silent as he just

the Teacher Mervin that

a way, all

grip on his

the next fight," he

The jester didn't answer.

the wheels began to spin

thirteen: Weak Peak Commander Stage warrior,"

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

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

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

I make any progress? Honestly, I

SHING!

moment, Shang's

carried a long sword in his hands, just like

that this was a

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

barbarians basically didn't qualify as opponents in this trial. They were neither warriors

of Shang was probably some kind of

own,

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

lifted his hammer and

DING!

eyes and looked

side, creating a screeching

movements had been

warrior entered a battle

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

and also exploded forward with

at each other,

to bend in the air and move