Saint Seiya: This Gemini is a bit of a pit

Inside the house, Milo was also fighting against several fighters from the Divine Might Prison.

"Let me hand over my treasures? Impossible!"

"The head can be cut off, the blood can be shed, but the photos cannot be thrown away!"

"Even if you find me eight or ten beauties, I won't give in. You might as well drag me to the Shenwei Prison and beat me to death!!"

Milo looked determined to die rather than surrender.

then.

He was actually dragged away by the people from Shenwei Prison.

"Even the Divine Might Prison has been dispatched. It seems that the Pope is not just talking this time. He is determined to deal with us!"

From the two roommates who were tragically taken away.

Jia Long saw the Pope's determination.

He thought it would be safer to just stay calm for a few days and copy the "Theogony" honestly as instructed by the Pope.

……

In the afternoon, Jia Long attended two funerals.

One is from Andromeda Oni, and the other is from Dark Libra Wang Long.

Andromeda Oni died in the Lost Realm.

Wang Long died on the road.

After returning to the Sanctuary, the Pope proved his undercover identity and restored his former honor as a first-tier candidate Saint.

The funeral was presided over by the altar master Alex, who had just returned from the East.

In the drizzle, after a simple and solemn ceremony, Oni and Wang Long were buried in the Memorial Garden.

From then on, all that accompanied them were a handful of earth and a simple stone tablet.

There were not many fighters from the Sanctuary who came to watch the ceremony.

The two men seemed to have no friends in the sanctuary. Only Albio and a few young fighters who were not taken away came over and presented them with flowers to say goodbye.

For a fighter, dying in battle is a normal thing.

The death rate of Bronze Saints in the Sanctuary has remained high all year round. Every year, many Bronze Saints die in battle, and at the same time, more people come to compete for the holy clothes they left behind.

The unchanging holy garment, the ever-changing warrior!

This is cruel, but it is this cruelty that makes the Sanctuary so powerful.

There will never be a shortage of candidate Saints here.

Because behind the sanctuary is all of humanity!

This is also the reason why the Holy Land has only 88 holy garments but can fight against the forces of gods from all sides.

……

After returning from the Memorial Garden, Jia Long stayed quietly in the stone house.

According to the arrangement of the Sanctuary, the students of this period of the fighter training camp began to join the competition for the holy clothes in batches, first the third echelon, then the second echelon,

Finally, the first echelon...

The competitors of this batch of students are fighters who came from 88 continents around the world.

Moreover, only the top Saint Seiya candidates from each continent are qualified to appear in the Saint Seiya Arena.

The ownership of a bronze armor may take dozens of games.

For example, in the comics, Seiya was able to obtain the Pegasus Cloth by defeating all his enemies along the way.

Therefore, these few days the Holy Land will be filled with many powerful people, and it is very lively!

Just like Chinese New Year.

Even in the barren Grand Canyon, many new faces appeared.

Each of them looked at Jia Long and his family's dilapidated stone house with a pilgrim look on their face.

The little fighters, who were usually ignored by other dogs, became the objects of admiration of these outsiders.

This made Jia Long, who was used to quietness, very uncomfortable.

Now, whenever he goes out to pee, there will be many people watching, all of them with an awe-inspiring look on their faces.

Jia Long even wanted to kill someone!

He was so annoyed that he couldn't concentrate on his studies.

In desperation, he had to make an appointment with Shaka, who was in the same situation, to go to the Gladiator Arena to watch the game together.

Shaka was one of the few little fighters who was not taken away.

Shion's evaluation of Shaka is that although he has some understanding, he has too many distracting thoughts.

Simply put, his head is bald but his heart is not bald, and his baldness is not complete. He ordered Shaka to give up the idea of ​​growing hair and continue to observe the precepts and practice.

This almost caused Shaka to have his mental disorder explode again.

Anyway, Shaka has been in a bad mood recently and is eager to change his mood.

So when Jia Long proposed it, he immediately agreed and happily followed Jia Long to the Fighter Arena.

The gladiator arena was packed with people.

Jia Long and Shaka found a secluded corner and sat down.

Both of them don't like to be the center of attention.

However, even though they tried to keep a low profile, they still attracted countless attention, and some outsiders frequently looked at them.

"I can't help it, being handsome is a problem!"

Jia Long shook his flowing blue hair and said in a rather "distressed" manner.

Shaka said calmly:

"Galon, even though I can't see, I can clearly feel through my microcosm that you are clearly filled with pride right now, okay?

Besides, your emotions fluctuated greatly when you shook your hair just now, which exposed your shallowness that wanted to show off. "

"Are you jealous, baldy?"

"I, Shaka, am the reincarnation of Buddha. How could I be jealous of a layman like you?"

"By the way, monks can't tell lies, right?"

"Yes, I am jealous."

Cheers interrupted their conversation, and it was the Pope who appeared carrying the bronze vestment.

Jia Long followed the gazes of the others and saw Shi Ang appear on the viewing platform in the center of the arena.

And beside him was the holy garment that was fought over in this round.

It was... the Pegasus Bronze Cloth!

The ancient Pegasus holy robe box was surrounded by green light.

It attracted countless eager eyes.

Perhaps for Jarlong, Shaka and others, the bronze armor is no longer attractive.

But for others, it’s their life’s quest!

Shiang, who was standing on the viewing platform, also felt the excitement of the fighters in the arena, and he announced loudly:

"This round's competition is for the Pegasus Bronze Cloth!"

"Thirty-two people have qualified as Pegasus candidates through the preliminary rounds held by the Goddess Church around the world. The winner of today's battle will become a Saint of the Goddess with supreme honor!"

"Moreover, he will obtain the Saint Seiya certification that is envied by all the Saints in the world. It is the Pegasus Bronze Cloth that has been passed down from the mythological era and possesses incomparably powerful power!"

"Now, I declare the game open..."

Shiang's voice ignited the whole place.

Amidst countless cheers, the 32 finalists appeared majestically in the arena, and then paired up on stage to compete against each other.

The passionate fight began, the violent collision of power drew waves of cheers, and the scene was boiling.

In the gladiator arena, almost all the spectators were excited.

Only Jia Long and Shaka were here. They both looked calm and even a little bored.

"Hey, noobs pecking at each other."

"By the way, why do the two of us want to watch this kind of game?"

“Because we’re bored!”

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 68: Fight! The Unchanging Saint Cloth, the Flowing Warrior (Part )

The competition for the Pegasus Cloth was very lively.

The contestants were all powerful and well-known fighters from various continents. Various mountain-breaking and rock-crushing fighting skills were displayed frequently, making the audience's blood boil.

But these people have only just awakened their microcosms, and some have not even reached the speed of sound.

The development of fighting skills is also very superficial.

In front of Jia Long and Shaka, he is as childish as a baby.

The only attraction on the field was a strong young man with a wolf-like hairstyle, who was in his twenties and had muscular body, like a devilish muscle man.

The power of his microcosm is far beyond that of others, and his speed has reached twice the speed of sound, comparable to the previous Andromeda Oni.

What made Jia Long feel even more interesting was this man's fighting skill, which was actually called Pegasus Star Shattering Fist. It was performed with such force and power that it could easily create a large hole on the stage, forcing the opponent to dodge frantically, and the audience cheered continuously.

In the end, the Devil Muscle Man had the last laugh thanks to his Pegasus Star-Breaking Fist.

"In the name of the goddess Athena, I hereby declare that Casillas is the new Saint! And I will grant him the Pegasus Bronze Cloth, the proof of the Saint..."

"Casillas, you must remember that since the mythological era, the Saints have been responsible for protecting the goddess Athena and all mankind on earth. You can only wear the holy clothes when enforcing justice or your life is threatened!"

"At the same time, you must study the doctrine of the Holy Land seriously and regulate your words and deeds according to the requirements of the doctrine. You must never use your power for your own selfish desires!"

"If you violate the rules of the dogma, Saints from all over the world will target you and give you the most severe punishment!"

After the routine,

Pope Shion gave Casillas the Pegasus Armor Box.

The audience applauded loudly and congratulated the strong player who shone so brightly in the competition.

It also celebrates the birth of a new generation of Pegasus Saints.

At this time, Casillas was extremely excited and waved to the audience as if he had won the World Cup.

Then he ran to the arena and hugged his son...

A three or four-year-old, small-sized devilish muscular man!

"Dad, Cassios is proud of you! I will become a Pegasus Saint in the future and use my life to protect the one I love most!"

"Casios?!"

With Jia Long's hearing ability, he could clearly hear the conversation between the father and the other.

Looking at little Cassios hugging and celebrating with his father, Jia Long couldn't help but sigh that the world is too small.

If you watch any Saint Cloth Contest, you will encounter Cassios, the King of the Fetus, who will become one of the three kings of love in the Saint Seiya world, and is as famous as the King of Licking, Xiewu, and the King of Disk, Mitsumasa Kido.

"In order for my goddess and my rival to be together happily, I can die for my rival!"

This famous saying still sounds thought-provoking today.

Worthy of being the king of spare tires!

After the celebration, the father and son of Casios left the stage amid the applause of the audience.

The competition for a new bronze armor begins again.