The warm-up exercises did not take long. After roughly half an hour, the trainees were drenched in sweat one after another, breathing heavily and beginning to tire.
Sui Xiong had the trainees who were already fatigued walk slowly along the track to recover a little while they waited for those who had not yet tired themselves out sufficiently.
And that wait lasted nearly another half hour.
Among this group of trainees were quite a few with astonishing endurance. Their strength was not much greater than the others', but their stamina was beyond imagination. Everyone trained at roughly the same intensity, yet they could endure for almost twice as long as anyone else.
This meant that if they fought each other, they might not gain the upper hand in a short battle. But as long as the fight dragged on and became a war of attrition, they would sooner or later wear down their enemies with sheer endurance. In battles between opponents of the same level, such an advantage in stamina could almost be called unbeatable.
Sui Xiong committed their exercise habits and physical conditions to memory, then began their first round of training.
Naturally, the training program followed the experience Renard had provided.
First came washing their bodies with divine power. This was somewhat painful, since none of them were Sui Xiong's believers—he had deliberately chosen them this way to avoid mishaps during the divine cleansing stage. For mortals who did not believe in Sui Xiong, having their bodies washed by his divine power was roughly equivalent to several tiny steel needles pricking into their muscles at once—perhaps not quite that intense, but at least somewhat similar.
After the cleansing, their fatigue had indeed vanished, but most of them were soaked through, as if they had just been hauled out