Guard Selection 3

Zain felt strange. Just a second ago, he had been bleeding profusely and couldn't get back on his feet from the numbing pain in his arm and thigh. He was determined to win, so he acted as if he sustained grave injuries and remained on the ground to wait for an opportune moment.

He had the ability to take down the pack of miscreants. But his chances of victory would decrease if he exhausted himself before the second round of the competition began. Not to mention, he would gather too much attention to himself if he single-handedly defeated the various warriors.

So acting gravely injured was his best tactic. But while he was playing the role of a wounded warrior, a tingling sensation transmitted from the areas of his wounds. Within a few seconds, the flow of blood from his injuries decreased, then completely stopped.

'What sorcery is this!?'

In the world of supernaturals, there was no such thing as instant healing without potion. Wolves and other shapeshifters had strong recovery abil