Saints were a remarkable bunch.
They spent their entire lives serving a goddess with zero fighting ability. To protect her until she became a true god, they would keep fighting even when they were practically dead.
A saying had always circulated among them.
It went: The same move won't work on me twice!
In short, they were a bunch of cockroaches who refused to die, all for the sake of protecting someone.
Greninja's circumstances suited them perfectly. Naturally, he had become a proud warrior devoted to Xu Mu alone.
That was the Battle Soul the system had granted him!
A Saint's power came from his corresponding constellation, commonly known as his Cosmo.
The universe was infinite, and they firmly believed their power was too. So whenever they found themselves outmatched, they would shout, "I believe in my Cosmo!"
Then they would turn the tables and snatch victory from defeat.
In other words, the system had kept its word and given Greninja limitless potential.
How much of that potential he could draw out depended on how deep his bond with Xu Mu ran!
If they ever faced an overwhelmingly powerful opponent, perhaps Greninja really could shout, "I believe in my Cosmo!"
Then he could protect Xu Mu and defeat their foe.
Anything was possible.
"How was it, Greninja?"
Xu Mu had received the system's notification, of course.
When he saw Greninja slowly open his eyes after absorbing all the strange energy in the air, he hurried over to ask.
"Croak!"
[Pretty great!]
Greninja gave him a thumbs-up. Sure enough, having a cheat felt incredible.
Damn, it felt good!
As he replayed that move in his mind—the Rozan Rising Dragon—Greninja could hardly wait to show it off.
"Good. I'm glad you're all right!"
Relieved, Xu Mu nodded with a satisfied smile.