Saint Seiya: This Gemini is a bit pitted

Chapter 511 Purple Dragon! Your surname is actually Zhao (Part )

at the same time.

The roof of the dormitory building of the elementary school of Hoshiko Academy.

Zilong stood naked on the eaves lazily, bathing in the afterglow of the setting sun and blowing in the gentle evening breeze. He felt that his body and mind were extremely peaceful and natural, as if he was about to fly away at any moment.

A golden light fell, and Shura appeared behind Zilong with a gloomy face.

"You brat, are you lazy here again? Where is your fighting spirit?"

"Teacher Shura, why should I have fighting spirit?"

"Why? Because my ideal is to be a brave dragon-slayer, and as my student, your ideal should be to become a dragon!"

Looking at Zilong's clean appearance, Shura suddenly became furious:

"Do you see how you look like an evil dragon now? You are not fierce at all. How can you be my Shura student? If you continue to look like this indifferent, believe it or not, I will chop you to death!"

"Teacher, there is an old saying in my hometown, which is that love comes from the heart. If you can stand here as cool as me, feeling the nature and blowing the evening breeze, maybe you will become gentle and get the favor of the female teacher in the school. I like it.”

"Really?! Cough! Who wants to be gentle? Who wants to be liked by a female teacher? Huh! Women will only affect the speed of my Shura's sword!"

"Teacher, why do you practice smiling in front of the mirror for a long time every day?"

"Shut up! You bastard, come here and practice quickly! Otherwise, I'll chop you to death!"

……

the next day.

As soon as Jia Long entered the teacher's office, he saw Shura sitting there with a blue face, looking even more fierce than before.

"Shura, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, it's just that the wind blew all night on the roof last night and I caught a little cold."

"?!"

Just when Jia Long was surprised, Shura obviously didn't want to say more on this topic. He sniffed and said, "Jia Long, are you going to teach Zilong tonight?"

"Ah."

"This child was born in the Dao realm. He has admired nature and natural things since he was a child. Although he is very talented, he lacks the most important fighting spirit to become a fighter. During this period, I am almost worried to death in order to stimulate his fighting spirit... Ah sneeze!"

"Maybe your method is wrong. Also, Shura, are you sure you were just blowing in the wind last night?"

"Of course I'm just blowing the wind. As someone who aspires to become a dragon-slaying hero, do I care about anything else?"

"Well, that's true, but why do I always feel that your temperament today seems to be a little different from yesterday..."

"Did you really feel the change in my temperament?"

"This... um."

"I didn't expect it to actually work, so tonight..."

"Shura, what are you mumbling?"

"It's nothing, Garen. I'll leave Purple Dragon to you today. You must not come back early... Well, you must find a way to inspire his fighting spirit!"

"Fighting spirit?"

Shura's words caused Jia Long to think.

Does Zilong have no fighting spirit?

It seems that this child's character is indeed like this.

In the comics, in order to stimulate Zilong's fighting spirit, even Mr. Tong Hu had to pretend to be sick and die.

However, Jia Long knows that Zilong is not without fighting spirit. On the contrary, his fighting spirit is stronger than anyone else, but he often needs the people he cares about to help him burn it.

For example, when Tong Hu pretends to be dead, for example, when Chunli is in trouble, for example, when Seiya and the other four Xiaoqiang are in crisis...

"Who does Zilong care about?"

Jia Long suddenly thought of something, that is, when the Twins Orphanage adopted Zilong, he would always ask the people at the orphanage: Who is his father?

"Maybe we can take advantage of this."

With thoughts in mind, Jia Long started another day of herding sheep. Today, the three goddesses of justice also did not appear.

evening.

The roof of the dormitory building of the elementary school of Hoshiko Academy.

Just as Zilong was enjoying natural happiness like every day, Jia Long appeared in front of him. “Uncle Dean?!”

"Zilong, put on your clothes, I will take you to a place and tell you a story."

"Uncle Dean, where do you want to take me and what story do you want to tell me?"

"I'm going to take you to Lushan Mountain in the Dao Domain and tell you your father's story."

"what?!"

Zilong's eyes widened when he heard this, and he no longer looked as if everything didn't matter. He looked at Jia Long longingly:

"Uncle Dean, do you know who my father is?"

"Of course, your father is a great man, but right now, you are not qualified to know his story."

"Qualifications? Uncle Dean..."

"Don't ask any more, I won't tell you. If you want to know your father's story, you have to do one thing to prove that you are qualified!"

"What?"

"Let the Lushan Waterfall flow backwards!"

"?!"

Just when Zilong was confused, Jia Long waved his hand lightly, and a different-dimensional vortex opened on the roof of the building.

"Follow me, Purple Dragon!"

"it is good!"

While talking, the two of them had already stepped into the vortex of another dimension. With Zilong's shocked gaze, the two of them passed through the Lushan Waterfall and arrived at the Wulao Peak.

Tong Hu was drinking tea on Wulao Peak, while Wang Hu on one side was running back and forth to close the stall.

There were no other tourists on the peak. It could be seen that as the underworld settled in the Dao realm, Mr. Tong Hu's photo business had plummeted.

"Garen boy?!"

"Brother Garen!!"

Seeing Jia Long's arrival, Tong Hu was surprised, while Wang Hu was full of surprise.

Nodding greetings to the old man and the young man, Jia Long was not busy reminiscing about the past, but ordered to Zilong who was still in shock:

"Zilong, this is the Lushan Waterfall. Go and let this Milky Way, which flows three thousand feet down, return to the sky again~"

"what?!"

Looking at the waterfall in front of him like thousands of horses galloping, Zilong was immediately dumbfounded:

"Uncle Dean, how is this possible? I'm just an ordinary person!"

"You are not ordinary. You are that man's son. I am a hero. Zilong, I believe you can create miracles!"

"Uncle Dean, do you think my father is a hero?"

"Of course, go ahead and let the waterfall flow backwards, and I will tell you your father's story."

"it is good!"

Zilong immediately burst into flames upon hearing this.

Although he never knew who his father was, every father is a hero in the heart of a child, and Zilong is the same. Deep in his heart, he longs for a heroic father.

"Uncle Dean, in order to know my father's glorious deeds, I will definitely make the waterfall flow backwards!"

With a whoosh, Zilong, who had been practicing with Shura for three years, rushed straight into the turbulent waterfall.

Jia Long sat opposite Tong Hu and drank tea with the old man leisurely.

"Boy Jialong, are you crazy? This kid hasn't awakened to the small universe yet, and you let him go against the flow of the Lushan Waterfall? Do you think that the strongest trial of our Lushan Sect is child's play? He will definitely be sucked into the bottom of the sea..."

"Old man, Zilong is no ordinary kid. I believe he will succeed. How about we make a bet?"

"Bet? Boy, are you trying to challenge my 200-year-old vision? Okay, I'll make a bet with you..."

Just before Tong Hu finished speaking, there was a roar and the entire Lushan Waterfall began to boil.

"what?!"

(End of this chapter)