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 just

deep breath when

was obviously talking

of someone far more powerful than him, the Dean would never reach

that your predecessor

have advanced

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

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

silent for

really no

jester smirked. "There is always a way," he said with a laugh. "I designed this world to always have

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

"Are there any left in the

destroyed everything. You won't find a single inheritance regarding physical fighters in

as I've said, there are

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

remained silent as he just took a deep

Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin that helped him had

long as there is a way,

grip on

ready for the next fight,"

The jester didn't answer.

wheels began to

thirteen: Weak Peak Commander Stage warrior," the mechanical voice

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

didn't rely on my power. Also, your progress pleases me, and I don't want to

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

I make any progress? Honestly, I don't

SHING!

moment, Shang's opponent

a long sword in his hands, just

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

a heavy weapon but

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

of Shang was

lived on their own, only working on

among the more powerful warriors, but this

jester lifted his hammer and

DING!

his eyes and looked at Shang with narrowed

to the side, creating a screeching noise by cutting

had

entered a

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

right eye and also exploded forward

charged at each other, and Shang readied

in the air and move to