Go back? There's no going back.

Many times, some things don’t need to be tried repeatedly.

Just like now.

After just one training session, Su Wei clearly realized that his previous idea... was too idealistic.

On a battlefield where the battle situation changes instantly, 0.1 second is too short. The difficulty of using this ability and its error tolerance rate are too exaggerated.

Of course, it is an exaggeration in a negative sense.

Damn, it takes a normal person 0.2 to 0.4 seconds to even blink.

What can this transformation into a saint in less than 0.1 seconds really accomplish?

Slip away, slip away.

"..."

However, just as Su Wei walked to the door and reached out to grasp the door handle of the training room, he was reluctant to push the door open and walk out.

After a long silence, Su Wei took a deep breath, clenched the remote control in his hand, slowly turned around, and looked at the sparring puppet holding the giant hammer again.

"You mother, you little puppet dares to bite its master. I am a powerful fighter, how can I let you beat me in vain?"

While moving his neck, Su Wei pressed the remote control in his hand and walked towards the sparring doll again.

Where is this?

...come again!

Then, within a few seconds, a dull sound burst out from the training room, and Su Wei, who had just walked towards the puppet, flew backwards again like a kite with a broken string.

This time, Su Wei once again had to endure a full head-on attack from an opponent who was a whole level higher than him. The magic armor on Su Wei's body could no longer hold on and after bursting with dense cracks, it shattered with a loud bang.

At the same time, a strong feeling of fatigue also surged into Su Wei's heart.

He realized that this seemed to be... a sequelae of using the ability to become a saint.

Now, not only the magic power in his body, but even his mental power... has fallen into a state of exhaustion.

Su Wei suddenly felt helpless.

Facing an opponent that he could have defeated in less than a minute, after trying to use his new ability, he found himself on the verge of death in just two encounters.

This tolerance rate... is really shockingly low.

Even Su Wei couldn't help but doubt the practical effectiveness of this ability again.

Sure enough, instead of confronting it head-on, we should explore other uses?

With this thought in mind, Su Wei subconsciously thought... could he save the enhanced magic power at that moment and use it as a trump card in the future...

But he quickly put this unrealistic idea to rest.

Because he had noticed that after a moment of transformation into a saint... the magic power completely disappeared.

To be precise, it should not be said that it was an enhancement, but rather a reaction with his mental power, and then it "burned out".

Just like fireworks that only bloom for a brief moment, it is difficult to retain them.

“…It’s a long road.”

After a long silence, Su Wei silently got up from the ground.

Although his mental and magical powers were both at risk, he was not ready to leave.

He casually picked up the package he had brought into the training room, opened it, and took out some medicine that could replenish magic power and speed up the recovery of mental strength.

These things were all prepared by the Witch.

If you look closely, unlike when they were given to Su Wei in the training camp, almost all the potions in the package now have a note attached to them, which records the specific effects of each potion and the dosage for each use in beautiful handwriting.

Originally, Su Wei didn't intend to use these things.

But now... thinking back to what the witch had said, he hesitated for a moment and stuffed the medicine into his mouth.

Then, after glancing at the sparring doll that was standing there like a wooden stake, Su Wei sat down cross-legged on the spot, quietly waiting for his body to recover.

Tens of minutes later.

He slowly opened his eyes. Perhaps it was because he had just started taking drugs and his body had not developed any drug resistance, Su Wei felt that he was recovering quite quickly.

After stretching his body a little, he supported himself on the floor and stood up again.

"..."

Looking at the sparring doll in front of him again, he took the remote control and pressed the confirmation button. He let out a long breath, his eyes calm, and hooked his fingers at the latter three times: "Come again."

"I told you to fucking die!"

The next second, the puppet who received the order could not wait to jump up and swung the giant hammer again, smashing towards Su Wei!

boom!

Then, there was another dull echo.

But this time, in that unknown training room, the figure that flew up like a kite with a broken string again, for some reason... was replaced by a slender figure holding a huge hammer, which was torn into pieces in mid-air.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh I’m gonna suck your uncle’s—?!”

**

Just like that, time passes quietly.

Until the bright moon is covered with dust, the morning sun rises, the morning sun is in the sky, the morning sun is blazing...

As sixteen sounds were heard from the ancient bell tower outside the first venue, a male voice was heard for the first time on the broadcast in the entire venue:

"Now, the Fire Project Resurrection Competition is about to begin. All the unsuccessful candidates in the audition should go to the Intensive Care Room as soon as possible to receive the Emperor's Spirit Protection."

As soon as these words fell, there was an uproar among the failed candidates who had been waiting anxiously inside the venue, as well as the citizens of Wangcheng who were crowded in the stands outside the venue.

"Finally... it's finally started..."

After listening to the broadcast echoing in the corridor, the white-haired young man, whose forehead was dyed with a tuft of white hair by some unknown means, finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurried towards the intensive care unit.

Although he fell asleep in the waiting room hall with ghosts and wolves howling yesterday, his sleep quality was still good and he was not disturbed too much. He woke up early at eight o'clock this morning.

However, what he never expected was that for some reason... the venue had not announced the specific time of the revival match.

It was not until now, after four o'clock in the afternoon, that the notice was issued.

Before hearing the notification, the white-haired young man, fearing to miss it, didn't even dare to take a nap and almost fell asleep from waiting.

Next, just as the white-haired young man had expected, when he arrived at the intensive care unit, the room and outside were already crowded with people.

The resurrection match was approaching, and these people were naturally just like him, having heard the notice and coming here to receive the protection of the Emperor Spirit.

At this moment, whether it was the first batch of failed candidates who stepped into the intensive care unit, or the second and third batches of candidates waiting in line outside the door, they were so densely packed that the entire corridor was blocked.

The white-haired young man was not too surprised by this.

After all, except for the handful of monsters who made it through six rounds of auditions, all the losers in the first five rounds are now gathered here—

In the intensive care room.

"The first and second batches will be left to me. The third batch, as well as the candidates who arrive later, will be left to you."

With her sturdy arms folded around her strong waist, the sturdy nun standing in front of the Emperor Spirit statue withdrew her gaze from everyone in the room and turned to look at the blonde nun beside her and gave a reminder.

If she was in her prime, as the most senior nun in the Royal City Church, she would be able to provide protection to these candidates on her own, just like she did yesterday morning.

But now, the mental strength consumed yesterday has not yet been fully recovered. In addition, a new effect has been added to the protection this time. The sturdy nun had to settle for the second best and hand over some of the candidates to the younger generations.

"……OK."

Hearing the voice, the blonde nun next to the sturdy nun, who had her eyes covered with a black cloth and seemed to be distracted, suddenly came to her senses and nodded slightly.

At this moment, although her eyes were covered by a cloth, through the slightly outward magic power, Manqisi could still roughly sense the outline of a candidate in the hall.

Although she didn't have the habit of covering her eyes, she would consciously cover her eyes whenever she needed to appear in front of the public or perform official duties.

After all, for some reason, most of the people who had made eye contact with her in the past would always be inexplicably obsessed with her, and their emotions would be easily affected and out of control.

Even during the intensive care session yesterday at noon, because she was a little late and forgot to cover her eyes during the intensive care session, she almost caused some conflicts among the candidates in the intensive care room.

"Well, you look pretty good today. It seems you slept well last night."

Taking her eyes away from her junior's slightly rosy cheeks, the sturdy nun nodded in relief.

"..."

When Manqisi heard these words, she subconsciously turned her head away with a guilty look on her face.

To be honest, last night...she didn't sleep very well.

First, I did something a little weird with Su Wei.

Then after the other person left... She was alone in Su Wei's bedroom and wanted to go to bed early, but her mind kept thinking about the terrifying... yet inexplicably expectant feeling from before, and she ended up suffering from insomnia for a long time.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't fall asleep, but I felt extra energetic instead.

If today's resurrection match hadn't been postponed and the protection ceremony hadn't been moved to the afternoon, her current situation... might be a little worse.

"Well then, let's begin... the Divine Protection."

Without noticing the subsequent reaction of the younger generation, the sturdy nun withdrew her gaze, and then, under the gaze of the solemn failed candidates, she slowly raised her hands, clasped her fingers together, and prayed: "Everyone, close your eyes, empty your mind, and don't resist..."

hum-

As the sturdy nun finished speaking, a holy white light enveloped the entire room, and a buzzing sound echoed throughout the room.

A few moments.

As the white light faded, all the candidates felt that their bodies had become much lighter. They opened their eyes and bowed their heads slightly to the Emperor Spirit statue and the sturdy nun.

As the most experienced nun in the royal city, coupled with her reliable physique, the sturdy nun's protection went very smoothly.

All the candidates seemed very honest, even docile.

Within just a few minutes, the first two batches of protection were completed.

"...Please let me do the rest."

Seeing this, just as the last batch of candidates walked into the intensive care unit, Manqisi, who had been waiting nearby, quickly came to the place where the sturdy nun had originally stood for a brief handover.

"Well, I leave it to you."

Taking a deep breath and gently patting her junior's shoulder, the sturdy nun, with an visibly tired expression on her face, slowly walked to a corner and half leaned against the wall to rest.

"All candidates, please close your eyes, empty your mind, and do not resist."

Although this was the second time that Manqisi was granted the "Emperor's Spirit Blessing", with yesterday's experience, she was already very clear about the process.

After this gentle reminder, she clasped her hands together as she did yesterday and prayed slowly.

"..."

However, just like yesterday afternoon, after the person who granted the protection became Manqisi, the atmosphere in the entire intensive care room became visibly more agitated.

With the soft and clear voice echoing in their ears, most of the candidates, regardless of gender, stared at the blonde nun in front of them at this moment and swallowed their saliva at the same time.

It was not until their eyes were stimulated by the protective white light that they screamed, came to their senses, and quickly closed their eyes.

But among them, there were still some with great determination, facing the white light, staring at the scenery in front of them with extremely determined eyes...

Of course, I was just watching.

As the assessment venue was supervised by the Empress of the Empire herself, with three fifth-level knights standing guard, the entire protection room maintained a very stable order.

In this way, the protection for the third batch of candidates was successfully completed.

Looking at this scene, the sturdy nun at the side subconsciously checked the list, and after confirming that there were only a few candidates who had not yet arrived here to receive protection, she nodded slightly.

"..."

Seeing this, Manqisi put her hands down again and breathed a sigh of relief.

For now, nothing went wrong.

Next, she only needed to wait here and grant blessings to the candidates who had not yet arrived before the resurrection competition officially began. That would be enough.

Perhaps because she had some free time again, Manqisi finally had time to think alone.

At this moment, the scene from yesterday reappeared in her mind.

After all... although she had consulted a lot of study materials before, it was her first time to see the real thing.

Whether it was the temperature or something else, it left a deep impression on her mind and lingered for a long time.