Becoming a Saint Seiya since the Age of Mythology

After all, their most pressing matter right now is dealing with the impending holy war.

Chapter 35 Systemic Limitations

Having settled down in the Sanctuary, Wu Xin trained patiently, quietly awaiting the start of the next Saint Cloth battle.

As the Holy War approaches, the Specters continue to resurface, and all sorts of strange and terrifying events erupt across the land, greatly increasing the casualties among the Saints.

Based on this, the Saint Cloth Competition, which was originally held about once every six months, is now held almost every week to allow Saint Seiya candidates to fill the vacancies of official Saint Seiya as much as possible.

Therefore, Wuxin is not worried that the next battle for the Saint Cloth will take too long.

In contrast, he was more concerned about something else.

"There seems to be something wrong with the Saint Seiya training system!" After studying the Saint Seiya training methods in his spare time, he couldn't help but frown.

During their apprentice Saint stage, their training is extremely rigorous, mainly focusing on physical fitness, which in turn hone their mental strength, ultimately leading to the activation of their sixth sense.

In a sense, the training of apprentice Saints may seem to focus on physical fitness, but in essence, it is centered on mental training.

If one cannot awaken their sixth sense and master the power of their inner universe, even if they physically train to become a superhuman, it will be meaningless.

After the sixth sense comes the seventh sense, the eighth sense, and so on.

Although he didn't fully understand it, Wu Xin generally knew that future advancement would focus on the spirit, with almost no physical training.

As long as one can comprehend the seventh and eighth senses and achieve a further sublimation of their spiritual will, the strength of a Saint Seiya will experience a qualitative leap.

Based on all the information, Wuxin came to a final conclusion: Saint Seiya's strength lies entirely in their powerful spiritual energy, which allows them to control the power of their cosmos. Their physical bodies exist purely to bear the power of their cosmos and do not play a crucial role.

The Saint Seiya training system neglects aspects of the physical body, and could even be considered flawed.

However, in the world of Saint Seiya, there is also the concept of Saint Cloths.

Whether they are Specters, Marines, or other evil god warriors, they all possess their own unique battle suits.

The battle suit can provide protection for the fighter, and at the same time amplify the power of the cosmos. In a sense, it fills the gap in the cultivation system of this world.

"Is this flaw a limitation of the world's rules?" Wu Xin had a guess.

Every world has its most basic operating logic, or fundamental rules.

Just like the rule that water can only flow downwards, perhaps in other worlds this rule is reversed, and water may flow upwards.

Given the constraints of these world rules, it's not impossible for a system like Saint Seiya, which focuses entirely on spiritual and mental cultivation, to emerge.

“However, it’s too early for me to think about these things!” Wu Xin shook his head.

He has only reached the sixth sense, not even the seventh sense. He is just a being at the very bottom of the extraordinary realm and is far from qualified to explore these things.

For him right now, the most important thing is to enhance his sixth sense as much as possible.

However, when it came to his own cultivation, Wuxin also encountered a problem.

It wasn't that he encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation, but rather that he didn't have any bottlenecks and his cultivation progressed smoothly.

In fact, after arriving in the Sanctuary, an environment even better than Jamil's, his growth rate accelerated even further, as if he were a fish in water.

He felt that he was growing at an almost 10,000 times the speed of sound every day.

This terrifying rate of growth even frightened and unsettled him, the person directly involved.

That's so fast!

Logically speaking, cultivation should naturally slow down as one progresses, but this rule seems to have failed to apply to him.

Even more critically, as he grew and improved, his inexplicable familiarity with the microcosm became stronger and stronger, as if some unknown thing was awakening in his body.

At the same time, his increased familiarity with the microcosm, in turn, promoted his personal growth; the two are mutually reinforcing.

"What exactly is going on?" Wu Xin was filled with distress and fear.

Just then, a burly man wearing a golden battle suit and a white cloak walked over from not far away.

"Young man, it seems you've run into some trouble! Can you tell me about it?" the man asked with a smile, his voice full of energy.

"Greetings, Lord Hasgard!" Upon recognizing the other party, Wuxin quickly stood up and bowed.

That was the Gold Saint of Taurus, a very approachable and helpful adult who often left the Taurus Palace to patrol the foot of this sacred mountain and enthusiastically taught many apprentice Saints, guiding them in their training.

In a sense, Taurus Hasgard is the most popular Gold Saint among all the apprentice Saints.

"You don't look too well. Have you encountered some difficulties, young man?" Hasgard asked again.

"It's nothing!"

Wu Xin waved his hand and continued, "I'm just a little worried about the next Saint Cloth competition. I don't know if I'll be able to successfully obtain a Saint Cloth that suits me!"

He immediately made up an excuse.

Of course, it wasn't entirely an excuse; I did have such concerns.

"Hahaha--"

Hasgard burst into laughter, stepped forward, patted Wuxin on the shoulder, and said, "You're being a bit too anxious, young man!"

"Some things are more important in the process of participating than in the result!"

"Even if you don't get your own Saint Cloth in the end, I believe you can still grow from the battle and prepare for the next one!"

"However, on the other hand!"

"With your strength, obtaining a Bronze Cloth shouldn't be a problem if you're willing, so there's no need to worry too much!"

Through physical contact, he had already sensed the power of the microcosm within Wu Xin's body, which had reached the silver level.

There is also this rule regarding the Saint Cloths.

Saint candidates who have reached the Silver level can be directly selected from the Bronze Cloths without having to go through the trial of the battle.

Because, with their strength, if they were to directly participate in the competition for the Bronze Cloth, it would be a complete crushing victory, simply bullying the children.

Therefore, Bronze-level Saints compete for Bronze Cloths, while Silver-level Saints compete for Silver Cloths.

"The Silver Cloth is far superior to the Bronze Cloth!"

Wu Xin shook his head again and said, "If possible, I still hope to obtain a Silver Saint Cloth."

"The Bronze Cloths just don't feel quite right!"

"Good boy!"

Hasgard patted Wuxin's shoulder again, the heavy force making Wuxin wince in pain.

"You don't even have a single Saint Cloth yet, and you still look down on Bronze Saint Cloths! Just as arrogant as your senior brother Manigold!"

"However, I quite like it; it shows ambition!"

After saying that, he burst into laughter again.

Chapter 36 Night Attack

"By the way, Lord Hasgard, I heard that another apprentice Saint was assassinated last night. Have you found the culprit?" Wuxin subtly changed the subject.

"not yet!"

Hasgard's smile vanished, replaced by a serious expression. He said earnestly, "El Cid personally led the search, but still found no trace of the enemy."

"Is he a Specter? Or some other evil being?" Wu Xin asked curiously.

"The wounds of the deceased still bear the unique aura of death from the underworld; it must be a Specter!" Hasgard sighed softly.

He also personally examined the body and was 80-90% certain that it was a Specter.

"However, on the other hand!"

Wu Xin changed the subject and continued, "Even Lord El Cid personally led the search but couldn't find the enemy. It seems they are very good at hiding!"

El Cid is none other than the Capricorn Gold Saint, known as the sharpest sword in the Sanctuary.

Even the Gold Saints with their Seventh Sense couldn't detect the enemy, which shows just how cunning the enemy was.

"Yes!"

Hasgard nodded, his tone grave. "Those guys are hiding too well, making it difficult for us to find them in a short time. This also means that more of our comrades may be killed!"

"You be careful too."

"Although your strength is greater than that of a formal Bronze Saint, the enemy is unknown, and their sneak attacks are impossible to defend against."

"If we are too careless, we may suffer a great loss!"

As he spoke, he gave Wuxin a deep look.

"Thank you for reminding me, sir. I'll remember it!" Wuxin replied.

Without his Saint Cloth, his defensive capabilities are naturally inferior to those of a formal Saint.

If attacked by a sneak attack, they are even worse off than Bronze Saints, at least the latter have a Bronze Cloth for protection.

If it were him, he would likely have been killed by a sneak attack.

"Alright, I have something to do, so I won't bother you anymore!"

Hasgard patted him on the shoulder again, said goodbye, and left.

Soon, night fell once again, and Wuxin returned to the small house where she had settled.

Because of Taurus's reminder, he dared not be careless. While keeping the door tightly closed, he also secretly set up some simple security measures.

With his current level of perception, if an enemy were to launch a sneak attack, he would be immediately awakened once the warnings he had set up were triggered, so he wouldn't die in his sleep in a daze.

Perhaps he was just unlucky, for as the moon was high in the sky, two figures came to the outside of his hut.

"Is this the place?" Niobe from Dark Star asked in a low voice.

"Correct!"

Another person nearby whispered, "I've already inquired about it."

"The guy inside is a disciple of Bai Li, the elder of the Holy Domain, and his strength has reached the Silver level."

"It's said that he's even favored by those higher-ups and has the potential to become a Gold Saint!"

"Killing one of him is more worthwhile than killing a hundred apprentice Saints!"