As the Mage died and the cheering returned, Shang took a deep breath.
His body had become smaller by a bit.
His Long Sword State could be likened to a meteorite. It had incomprehensible offensive power, but every single action sapped Shang of his Mana and life energy.
If the offensive power in this State weren't enough, Shang would vanish.
The opponent wouldn't even need to kill him since his own powers would do that for them.
Shang recovered the lost life energy by absorbing the corpse. Luckily, the Mage's meager life energy was just enough to recover the bit of life energy Shang had used.
Shang summoned some more ore and returned Sword to its Saber State before the wheel appeared.
"Level seven: Weak Mid High Mage."
'This is the first time I've reached level seven against the Mages. On my first time, I used Entropy on level six, and during my second time, the fight on level six ended in a draw.'
