Sword God in a World of Magic

Elver, contestant 1, looked at the person in the white cloak in front of him.

He was confident that this was Shang, the Fallen Saint, the person that had vanished over 500 years ago after allegedly killing Jerald.

Earlier, Elver had been nervous about the mysterious Master of the foreign warriors. Contestant 31 had already been far more powerful than he had thought, and he had feared that he might lose against this mysterious Master.

Yet, he still had some hope.

But not anymore.

Elver knew Shang.

Elver had seen Shang's power.

Elver had seen what Shang could do.

And he knew that he couldn't possibly win.

All the watching Mages looked at the person in the white cloak with shock.

They hadn't seen this person move at all!

These powerful Mages automatically felt every small bit of movement inside their Spirit Sense, but this person had arrived in the middle of the arena without them noticing.

This was also one of the reasons why Lord Starsky had been so shocked.

He had felt the person move, but he had actually needed to pay attention to follow their movement. This was like someone feeling a slight tingle on their forearm and looking at it to confirm if there actually was something or not.

It could be considered incredibly impressive to make a Mage Lord pay attention to one.

But, of course, this wasn't the only reason why Lord Starsky was shocked.

The other reason was the power of that person.

Earlier, he had dismissed the people in the white and black cloak since they were well within the Realm of Ancestral Mages. A warrior couldn't possibly be that powerful. At least not right now.

Elver only looked at the person in white robes with a complicated expression without readying his weapons.

The person in the white cloak slowly raised his right arm, gesturing for Elver to attack him.

hadn't

Elver asked with a voice brimming with an

uncertainty, fear, nervousness, curiosity,

Everything just blended together.

thought about what he would

envisioned himself shouting at Shang,

moved Shang to do that. After all, Jerald and Shang had been

stood in front of Shang, he couldn't decide on what he should feel

was actually still

knew the deceased dean, the old teachers, and the world before the Revolutionary

the war started, but he had only appeared in the warrior academy shortly before the war started,

fighting between warriors

Kingdoms were gone, and

five

the oldest warrior alive,

the only one that had witnessed and lived in the Storm Eagle Zone, Duke Whirlwind's territory, part

now, there was a

gone through the same periods of time as

had vanished, resulting in the one simple question of why Shang was

the person in the white

lifted

two to fight

pulled

in the white cloak. "Due to the current standard of warriors, it would be unreasonable to believe that the

looked with

in white is well within the Sixth Realm, and believing that this is a warrior without any proof would

Starsky said and

win against a Mid Archmage. It would be idiotic to believe that there was a warrior that could

identity," Lord Starsky announced as he looked at the

do anything for

Elver suddenly said to Lord

looked at contestant 1

was vouching for

threw a glance at Elver, and Elver noticed the

taken notice of the glance, and they

his head and clench his

meaning behind the glance