I've Traveled Through Hundreds of Worlds at Once

Pope Sage's elder brother, Bai Li, was even more terrifying. He was a strong man who survived the last jihad. He lived in seclusion in Camille, repairing the holy clothes.

His strength was several times higher than that of ordinary golden saints. If he, a trainee saint, dared to go to Camille to do tricks, he might be discovered as soon as he stepped into Camille.

It is simply impossible to get the remains of the holy clothes under the eyes of this great god.

Saint Yihui thought about the scene where he was single-handedly sealed by Bai Lina in the later stage of the plot, and decisively gave up the almost impossible idea.

"Doesn't Queen of Death Island have the Dark Saint Cloth and Phoenix Bronze Saint Cloth, don't you want to try it?"

Seeing that the Saint Yihui was so troubled, the forbidden Yihui couldn't help asking.

Death Queen Island, the practice site of the Phoenix Saint Ikki and the Dark Saints in Saint Seiya.

It is said that [-] years ago, the remains of the Mu Continent, where [-] holy clothes were made, sank.

Abandoned by Athena, it was occupied by a group of alternate saints who could not become regular saints, and found the dark holy clothes left over from the mainland of Mu for the second time.

And since the age of mythology, no one can wear it, and the Bronze Cloth of the Phoenix, which has infinite rebirth, is also buried in the Queen of Death Island.

"Let's forget about the Dark Saint." Hearing the words of the demon Yihui, the saint Yihui looked disgusted.

It's not that he didn't think about going to Death Queen Island and becoming a Dark Saint.

It's just that after he had a closer look at the deeds of the dark saints from some seniors, he found that the characters of those guys were extremely inferior.

The reputation of the Dark Saint is already infamous, which is equivalent to the demon cult in martial arts novels.

To become a dark saint fighter, it is better to let Zhanchi Yihui simply imitate a holy garment, at least not to be surrounded by the heinous villains in the sanctuary.

"As for the Saint Cloth of the Phoenix...I can't leave the sanctuary at the moment, and I can't go to try it." Saint Seiya Yi Hui still has some ideas about the Saint Cloth of the Phoenix.

After all, he was often made fun of because of the name Yi Hui before he crossed over.

However, in order to prevent the power of the small universe from leaking out in the sanctuary, only official saint fighters in the sanctuary can leave the sanctuary while performing tasks.

Those trainee saint fighters in the saint fighter training camp, and the candidate saint fighters, unless there are special circumstances.

For example, the underworld fighters invaded the sanctuary in a large scale, otherwise they would not be able to leave the sanctuary at all, otherwise they would be regarded as defectors and hunted down by the sanctuary.

"Can't leave the sanctuary? Then you're stuck," the demon Yihui scratched his head and said, the saint fighter Yihui also had a big head.

"Then let's wait for the Holy War to start. On the eve of the Holy War, the Sanctuary will definitely take out all the holy clothes to fill in the vacancies."

"If you haven't found a suitable Saint Cloth at that time, go to the battlefield to collect the remains of the Saint Cloth, and I'll imitate it again."

Seeing that the two of them couldn't think of any good solution, Zhan Chi Yihui shook his head and asserted.

"That's the only way to go," Saint Seiya Yihui agreed upon seeing this.

He can't do anything without leaving the sanctuary, he can only wait for the plot to start.

After the exchange, Mojian Yihui, who left from the Main God Square, looked at the familiar ceiling and secretly calculated in his heart.

About one and a half months have passed on his side, and more than five months have passed on Saint Seiya Yihui's side, nearly half a year.

In other words, in about four months from his side, the plot of the Pluto myth will be considered to start, and then he will be able to snag a holy cloth.

"Four months...that's a bit too long!", Yi Hui looked a little helpless.

He remembered that the story of the magic ban started from the summer vacation in July, from the time when Index, who was full of pornographic books, fell on Kamijou Touma's balcony to the world war in the New Testament, and the fight between gods and gods, it seemed that it was only four months about.

By the time he got the Saint Cloth, most of the forbidden plot had passed, and the Demon God was about to end.

"You still have to work hard on your own!" Yi Hui breathed out quietly, encouraging himself secretly.

The most important thing for a saint fighter is the power of the microcosm. It is useless to have a holy cloth without a microcosm.

And the small universe has reached the eighth sense, even without the holy clothes, it can still destroy the world, kill gods and Buddhas.

Secretly deciding to speed up the progress of his cultivation, Yi Hui turned off his sixth sense and slowly fell asleep.

At the same time, on the other side, in Academy City, in a remote research institute.

Several thirteen and fourteen-year-old teenagers in sterile suits were standing in front of each boxing tester and hitting the tester vigorously.

A group of researchers stood aside with a tablet in their hands, watching the efforts of the teenagers with the eyes of the little white mice, and recorded the data of the teenagers.

Outside the test room, a middle-aged man in a wine-red suit frowned and looked at the weak movements of the teenagers in the test room, with a very displeased expression.

"It's been a month! It's been a whole month. Is this the result of your research?"

The middle-aged man turned his head slowly, looked at the researcher next to him who was wearing a scientific white coat and had the director's label on his chest, and asked in a cold voice.

"Five senses hypnosis leapfrogged from lv0 to lv4 within three months, I know it is impossible for you to reach the same level as [five senses hypnosis]"

"But after a month, how can it be that there is no effect at all?"

The director who was being questioned had cold sweat on his forehead and hurriedly explained.

"My lord, it's not that we don't work hard, it's just that we really know too little about the training method of [Five Senses Hypnosis]"

"No matter how you hypnotize these test subjects, they still can't tap their potential..."

"That's not a reason!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly before the director finished speaking.

"If you don't know how he trains, find someone to find out how he trains!"

Chapter 719 Ability Physical Examination