The Infinite Card System

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"Ding, the current plane is Saint Seiya,"

"Mission: break through level 100, reward [-] lucky draws."

Following the sound of the system, a figure in white appeared.

From the unsearchable age of mythology, Poseidon, the god of the sea, Hades of the underworld...the gods all covet the earth on which human beings depend.

Therefore, Athena, as the patron saint of the earth, fought against these gods.

Among the human beings, some brave young men with a heart of justice also followed the goddess and fought side by side.

When evil intends to get involved in this world, a holy warrior representing hope to contend with it is bound to appear.

It is said that their fists can cut through the sky and their feet can shatter the earth. They have guarded Athena since the age of mythology.

In order to protect Athena, who doesn't like weapons, the teenagers wear armor called "Holy Cloth" that imitates the 88 constellations in the sky, and fight the enemy with bare hands.

This is the origin of Saint Seiya.

Greek sanctuary.

In a dilapidated hut, the young man in white opened his eyes.

"Traveling through time, why would you give me the status of a saint cloth candidate?"

"The battle for the Pegasus Saint Cloth will be held two days later, do you want me to compete with Seiya?"

Ye Feng sighed helplessly.

The eighty-eight constellations in the starry sky correspond to the eighty-eight saints, which are divided into gold saints, silver saints and bronze saints from strong to weak.

Bronze forty-eight, silver twenty-four, gold twelve, and four unknown.

A total of eighty-eight saint fighters, as well as countless saint clothing candidates.

As a candidate for the Saint Cloth, countless hard training and exercises are for the purpose of having her own Saint Cloth and serving Goddess Athena in the future.

And Ye Feng's current identity is a candidate for the Saint Cloth.

Two days later, the battle for the Saint Cloth of the Pegasus officially began. A total of [-] candidates competed, each of whom was an outstanding human elite boy.

There is only one winner in the end, which shows the cruelty of the elimination system.

Moreover, this is still just a battle for a bronze holy cloth.

Seeing the whole leopard at a glance shows how precious the holy clothes are in this universe.

However, with Ye Feng's current strength, level 96 is not far from becoming a god, and the god level of this plane belongs to the weakened god level.

To give the simplest example, in some low-level planes, the Shattered Void can be called a god, but in the high-level planes, the Shattered Void is just an ant.

Although there are gods in this universe, they are not true gods.

According to the calculation of the system, even the strongest sun god Apollo is only equivalent to a true immortal who has just broken through level 110.

Most of the gods are basically around level 100.

All in all, this is a challenging world, but it is not enough for Ye Feng to shrink back and become a grandson.

Destroying planets, breaking rules, and reaching the speed of light are all very powerful abilities.

However, what these people can do, Ye Feng can also do, and the various rules he masters will only be more, more perverted, and more incomprehensible.

What is the Holy Cloth of the Bronze Throne?

Even if Athena was in front of Ye Feng in his heyday, he didn't think he would lose.

Fighting at the same level, or even fighting at a higher level, he is worthy of anyone.

In the battle for the Saint Cloth two days later, he was only interested in the fate of Seiya's protagonist, but he didn't care about the Saint Cloth.

Such a powerful universe, if you think about the power of luck in Seiya, he will not let him down.

"Seiya, Seiya, let me save the world instead of you,"

"I'm not polite about your fate."

Ye Feng touched his chin and smiled wickedly.

His eyes suddenly looked around, but he didn't find the beautiful figure he expected.

"I forgot, you were left in the giant's plane by me,"

"I'm still a little unaccustomed to it for a while."

......

Two days later.

In the arena of the Greek sanctuary.

A total of [-] candidates are competing here.

Although it looked like there were a lot of people, the venue was big enough. After the two-two battles were decided, the person who won ten games in a row would have the last laugh and get the holy cloth.

"Hey, do you always feel like you're bullying a child?"

"Punching the kindergarten, kicking the nursing home, I think I was also a legend in the world back then."

Ye Feng sighed.

These saint-cloth candidates, who were not even as good as bronze saints, were no different from three-year-old toddlers in front of him.

Regardless of the strength of the opponent, a simple and rough punch can make the opponent fall to the ground.

And such an easy way to win, and his chic and calm demeanor also attracted the attention of many people.

After all, the battles in other places are inextricable, where is it like this.

Finally, Ye Feng easily achieved a seven-game winning streak.

Every battle is fought in the same way, no one can escape Ye Feng's fist.

"Unexpectedly, the opponent in the eighth game is you."

Ye Feng smiled in surprise.

Originally, he thought he would meet Seiya in one or two games, but he didn't expect to meet the protagonist here.

"you're good,"

"But I have a reason to win!"

Seiya said seriously.

Staring at the opponent closely, all the energy in his body was condensed to the peak.

"This guy named Ye Feng is too strong,"

"Seiya is probably about to lose."

Standing on the high platform, the pupils under the magic bell mask shrank slightly.

From the beginning of the battle to the present, none of the candidates for the holy clothes has tested Ye Feng's true strength.

The speed was too fast for people to react, and he punched out.

It was such a simple and rude move that led to the current seven-game winning streak.

"Seiya...be careful."

The magic bell murmured in a low voice.

Although she is Seiya's master in name, she is more like a considerate big sister when getting along.

Seiya's odds of winning are too low, she can only pray in her heart, even if Seiya fails, she won't be seriously injured.

"Pegasus Meteor Fist!"

But beyond Mo Ling's expectations, this time, Ye Feng did not take the initiative to attack.

On the contrary, Seiya, who was on the weak side, was able to display his most powerful move, and violently attacked Ye Feng with his fists.

"It seems that you also know that you have little chance of winning,"

"I used a unique trick as soon as I came up."

Ye Feng smiled softly, his face remained calm.

Seiya's talent is indeed good, but it is only relative to others.

In front of him, a real hacker, Seiya's attack is full of flaws.

"Weak, too weak."

Ye Feng's body flickered slightly, and under Seiya's surprised eyes, he dodged the fist he thought would hit him.

"What kind of saint fighter?"

"Wouldn't it be nice to go home to farm and raise pigs and make a fortune?"

Ye Feng badly said with a smile.

A ghostly figure appeared beside Seiya, with his palm on the young man's shoulder, he activated his ability instantly, drawing Seiya's luck and fate.

The moment after all this was done, a hand knife fell in front of Seiya's neck, but did not fall.

"me......"

"I failed......"

Seiya lowered his head decadently, whispering softly.

The dream he was chasing fell down here unexpectedly, and it was such a crushing situation.

"Sao Nian, how about making friends?"

Ye Feng suddenly said.

"Ok?"

Seiya raised his head in bewilderment, and blinked.