After drinking tea, in the open space outside the stone tower, the sun was just right in the afternoon. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Come on, let me see your recent cultivation results."

Lexia moved his hands and feet, and Shura, who was wearing Capricorn gold holy clothes, looked solemn.

Lexia VS Shura, the two don't know how many duels they have, and they are about to be staged.

Dis Musk and Mu sat on the side with lack of interest, and Dis Musk was even yawning, this kind of comparison was quite fresh for the first time, but after watching too much, it was a little boring after all.

Sure enough, just as the two of them thought, Shura's right hand in the field turned into a sword, flashing with golden light and slashing everywhere, Le Xia was like a bamboo leaf in a storm, flashing and moving, rippling with the wind, no matter how windy you are, you just can't touch a single hair of me.

It wasn't until the end, in order to test Shura's abilities, that Le Xia used Perseus's shield to take a hard blow of the holy sword.

The shield shattered in half in an instant, and the remnants of the holy sword brushed Lexia's hair, plowing a half-meter-deep furrow behind him.

"There is more momentum, but it is still not sensitive enough, no matter how fast the sword is, it is empty talk if it can't hit the enemy."

Lexia put down her shield, and the momentum on her body changed suddenly.

The hairs on Shura's body stood up, and the holy clothes were full of joy, as if he wanted to fly away from himself and rush towards the person in front of him.

Le Xia raised his hand, and a golden light flashed on his right hand, like an arrogant swordsman, his slender eyes swept over his body, like two sharp swords, ready to pierce a person's body at any time.

A terrifying aura rose, Shura was like a great enemy, and the small universe burned to the extreme in an instant, although he knew that he was invincible, but a pride rose in his heart, even if he hit the stone with an egg, he did not hesitate.

Le Xia nodded secretly, and his body instantly rushed forward, and the tip of the sword in his hand reached the vital point of Shura.

Shura did not retreat, but fought back, and the two intersected with their swords in the air, striking a thunderbolt of sparks with lightning.

"Medium!"

Shura's helmet crashes.

"Medium!"

The left arm joint is twisted.

"Medium!"

A cut in the right leg.

"Medium!"

Shura fell to the ground, and the holy sword in his right hand was uncertain.

Le Xia stood in front of him, condescendingly watching Shura slowly speak, as if a cigarette was stuck in his throat, and his voice was low and magnetic, "We Capricorn only have this sword in our hands, as long as there is still a little hope, we must swing this sword, even if it is broken, even if it is broken, we must wave this sword!" We have something to protect and implement even if we don't hesitate to face God, and this is the meaning of Capricorn's existence. ”

Shura lay on the ground, and a fire ignited in his heart. This is what the previous generation of Golden Saint Seiya Elcid left me, this is the way of the sword I want to pursue, the way of righteousness.

Looking at Shura's eyes, Le Xia Wan'er smiled, and the momentum just now dissipated in an instant, as if he was a different person.

Stretching out his hand and pulling Shura up on the ground, Le Xia turned around and rubbed his temples and walked back, "I should tell you, I have already conveyed it, and the rest of the way is only on your own." ”

Shura bowed and saluted, "Thank you, senior brother!" ”

'Ding! Congratulations to the player, the relationship with Shura has become worship, and the little brother is harvested, please keep up the good work. ’

If there was a system, I wouldn't have to work so hard.

Lexia turned her head and looked at Dismask, who was yawning on the side.

"It's your turn!"

Dis Musk instantly became energetic, "Senior brother, is it my turn?" How do we do it, here, or go to Huangquan Biliangpo. ”

"Have you eaten enough for lunch?"

Lexia suddenly asked a seemingly unrelated question, but Dismask's spirit changed greatly, and his body quietly shrank back, "Eat, eat, eat." ”

Mu covered his mouth and chuckled, I know everything, I just don't say it.

Shura had realized something from the battle just now, and was standing in place to fight against himself.

Lexia grinned, his smile sincere, but in Dismask's eyes, it was like a devil's smile.

"You come by yourself, or let Mu help you."

Mu immediately got up and ran to the stone tower, "I'll go get it." ”

"Teacher, senior brother, I seem to be a little dizzy lately, today, forget it."

"It won't be too much, the water will flow for a long time, Xiao Di is good, come and come to Senior Brother to hurt you."

Lexia took the disposable needle that Mu took and approached Dismusk with a lost face.

Sanctuary, Papal Room, Saga rubbed his eyebrows and stood up, walked to the window, and looked down on the entire Sanctuary.

This is the highest point of the Sanctuary, and from here, you can see the majestic Zodiac, the busy trainees and miscellaneous soldiers, the arena under the mountain, and the fire clock.

It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance.

Reciting these two ancient Chinese poems taught to him by Lexia, Sachar had the illusion that he was in control of everything.

Su Shi said that life literacy begins with troubles. The more you read and the more you know, the more troubles you will have.

Since he began to help Shion deal with government affairs, Zaga has been exposed to more secrets of the Holy Land, the history of holy wars, and knows too much about the protection of the so-called gods and the ugliness of human nature.

I don't know when it began, a strange emotion quietly grew in Zachar's heart, secretly sprouted and grew.

What is God.

Why does God keep waging wars, ruthlessly involving everyone in the world into the flames of war again and again, and he is never tired of it, endlessly?

Since then, the world has become a playground for gods, allowing human beings to fight again and again for the so-called will of God, to the death, and the cycle repeatedly.

Is it true that people's destiny cannot be controlled by themselves?

"If I can control it all......" Sachar clenched his fists secretly.

"Zachar!"

At the gate, a tall figure walked in, with golden hair reflecting the light of the sun, broad shoulders, steady steps, like a male lion who had just come of age, revealing a confident light all over his body.

Aiolos strode over to Sagar, two fourteen or fifteen-year-old boys, both of whom had grown to a height of more than one meter and eight meters, and when they stood side by side, one was calm and the other was sunny. Like two flags, shining on the entire Sanctuary.

This is also the reason why Lexia is alone in Jamil and does not want to mix with these two people, the same age, but because of race, when he stands with these two people with a height of 1.7 meters, that kind of faint sadness is something that those long-legged obas can't understand.

Can you imagine Song Xiaobao standing between Team America and Bucky, Jam!

Seeing Aiolos, Saga smiled, even though the two had some faint competitive relationship, but the relationship was still very harmonious, after all, they grew up together, got into trouble together, and fought together as good brothers.

"The envoy of the Norse god clan, you can go to the Sanctuary in the next few days, and when the time comes, you will go to greet you on behalf of the Sanctuary, you know, I am not good at that kind of occasion."

"Okay." Saga smiled and agreed.