Saint Seiya: This Gemini is a bit pitted

Chapter 67 Contest!Fighter of the Unchanging Saint Cloth
When he came out of Astrology Hill, Jia Long's expression had returned to normal.

If you compare the holy clothes to your wife.

Jia Long couldn't find his own, so he used Saga's first.

Think about it this way.

Being a spare tire isn't such a bad thing, is it?
Jia Long returned to the Grand Canyon Stone House with the thick "Theogony" in his arms, and happened to meet Aphrodite outside the door being taken away by an extremely majestic bronze saint.

Aphrodite's face is full of lovelessness, like a beautiful woman who is about to be thrown into the Arnold training center.

In the house, Milo was also fighting against several fighters from Shenwei Prison.

"Let me hand over the treasure? Impossible!"

"The head can be broken, the blood can be shed, and the photos can't be lost!"

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

Milo had a face that would rather die than surrender.

then.

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

"Even the Shenwei Prison has been dispatched. It seems that the Pope is not just talking this time, he is determined to clean us up!"

From the two roommates who were tragically taken away.

Jialong saw the Pope's determination.

He felt that these days it was still a dog, and it was safer to copy the "Theogony" honestly according to the Pope's instructions.

……

In the afternoon, Jialong attended two funerals.

One is Andromeda Oni's, and the other is Dark Libra Wanglong's.

Oni Andromeda died in the Lost Realms.

Wang Lung died on the road,

After returning to the sanctuary, the pope proved his identity as an undercover agent and restored his honor as a candidate for the first echelon.

The person who presided over the funeral was Alexis Altar, who had just returned from the East.

In the light rain, after a simple but solemn ceremony, Oni and Wang Lung were buried in the mourning garden.
Since then, they have only been accompanied by a pile of loess and a simple stone tablet.

Not many fighters from the sanctuary came to watch the ceremony.

These two people seem to have no friends in the sanctuary, only Yarubio and a few little fighters who were not taken away came over and offered flowers to the two to say goodbye.

For fighters, death in battle is nothing more than normal.

The death rate of the Bronze Saints in the Sanctuary has remained high all year round. Every year, many Bronze Saints will die in battle, and more people will come to compete for the Saint Cloth they left behind.

Unchanging Saint Cloth, Fighter of Flowing Water!

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

There will never be a shortage of alternate saints here.

Because behind the sanctuary are all human beings!
This is also the reason why there are only 88 holy clothes in the sanctuary, but they can resist the forces of all gods.

……

After returning from the mourning garden, Jia Long stayed in the stone house obediently.

According to the arrangement of the sanctuary, the students of this 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 come from 88 continents all over the world.

Moreover, only the top candidate saint fighters in each continent are eligible to appear in the fighter arena in the sanctuary.

The ownership of a piece of bronze holy clothing may be played in dozens of games,

For example, in the comics, Seiya was able to win the Pegasus Saint Cloth, and that's how he got through all the way.

So these few days the sanctuary will gather strong people, very lively!

Just like Chinese New Year.

Even in the Grand Canyon of Niaobrashi, there are many new faces,

All of them looked up at Jia Long's dilapidated stone house with pilgrimage-like expressions.

And the little fighters who usually ignore dogs have become the objects of admiration for these outsiders.

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

Now when he goes out to pee, there will be many people watching, all of them with the expression of looking up to the mountains.

It made Jia Long want to kill someone!

He was so troubled that he couldn't concentrate on reading at all.

In desperation, he had no choice but to invite Shaka, who was in the same situation, to go to the Fighter Arena to watch the game together.

Shaka was one of the few little fighters not taken.

Shi On's evaluation of Shaka is that although he is small and savvy, he has too many distracting thoughts.

To put it simply, it means that the head is bald and the heart is not bald, and the baldness is not thorough enough. Shaka was ordered to give up the idea of ​​growing hair and continue to practice precepts.

The Shaka almost broke out again.

In short, Shaka has been in a bad mood recently and desperately wants to change his mood.

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

The fighter arena is crowded with people.

Jia Long and Sha Jia found a remote corner and sat down.

Both of them are characters who don't like to be noticed.

However, even though they deliberately kept a low profile, they still attracted countless eyes, and some outsiders frequently paid attention to them.

"No way, being handsome is just a worry!"

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

Shaka said lightly:

"Garon, although I can't see it, I can clearly feel it through the small universe. Your heart is clearly full of pride right now, isn't it?
In addition, when you tossed your hair just now, your mood fluctuated greatly, which exposed the shallowness in your heart that you want to show off. "

"Are you baldy jealous?"

"I, Shaka, is the reincarnation of the Buddha, how can I be jealous of a layman like you?"

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

"Yes, I'm just jealous."

A burst of cheers interrupted the conversation between the two, but it was the pope who appeared carrying the bronze holy garment.

Jia Long followed the gazes of the others, and sure enough, he saw Shi Ang appearing on the viewing platform in the center of the arena.

And next to him is the holy cloth for this round of competition.

It's really... Pegasus Bronze Cloth!

The ancient Pegasus Saint Cloth Box is shrouded in blue light.

Gathered countless longing eyes.

Perhaps for Jia Long and Sha Jia, the Bronze Saint Cloth is no longer alluring.

But for others, it's their life's work!

Shi On on the viewing platform also felt the excitement of the fighters in the arena, and he announced loudly:

"This round of competition is the Pegasus Bronze Cloth!"

"Through the preliminaries held by the Church of the Goddess around the world, a total of 32 people have obtained the qualifications for Pegasus candidates. In today's battle, the winner among them will become the Goddess' saint with the highest honor!"

"Moreover, he will get the proof of a holy warrior that is envied by all fighters in the world. It is this Pegasus Bronze Holy Cloth that has been passed down from the age of mythology and possesses incomparable power!"

"Next, I announce the start of the game..."

Shi On's voice detonated the audience,

Amidst countless cheers, the 32 finalists appeared majestically in the arena, and then they went on stage in pairs to start a duel.

The bloody fight started, and the violent force collided, which attracted bursts of applause, and the scene was boiling.

In the fighter arena, almost all spectators were on fire.

Only Jia Long and Sha Jia were here, their faces were calm, and they even felt a little bored.

"Hey, chickens are pecking at each other."

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

"Because we're bored!"

(End of this chapter)