"Fist of Light!"

A loud shout sounded, and I saw that above the Keelung Mountains, the crowd was surrounding a huge ring, and from time to time there were exclamations. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, in the ring, two figures were constantly moving.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

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A sound of breaking through the air sounded, and I saw a red figure in the ring constantly swinging his fist, and every time he swung it, he carried a buzzing white light and powerful power, which was to knock down the opponent in front of him.

However, although his fists were fast, the opponents in front of him seemed to be even faster, the ethereal figure flickering, the long sky-blue hair constantly fluttering, and the man perfectly avoided every menacing fist.

"Andablo, your fighting skills are indeed very powerful and fast, but ......"

The ethereal figure's footsteps were slightly, but the seemingly slow movement avoided the attack of the red figure, and his mouth was slowly saying,

"Didn't you notice that your speed had slowed down long in the beginning?"

"What!?"

Andablow was stunned for a moment, a flash of thought flashed in his eyes, and then he was surprised to find something.

Suddenly, the ethereal figure flashed suddenly, and as it swept past Andablo's side, he took out a brilliant red rose in his hand and poked it lightly on his index finger, and the blood seeped into it.

"Whoosh!"

With a flick, the rose flew behind Andablo.

"Bang!"

For a moment, Andablow felt his body stiffen, and then he fell straight to the ground, unconscious.

"Jabfika, win!"

A shout rang out above the ring, representing the end of a ring match.

That ethereal figure is none other than Ya Bai Fika, who has been following Rhodes back for a long time, although he has not been cultivating for a long time, but his powerful talent is there, only a few months, and his cultivation realm is already at the middle and upper level among the Preparatory Saint Seiyas.

However, strength cannot be measured only by the cultivation realm, Yabaifika's innate poisonous blood physique is enough to greatly enhance his strength.

Take the battle between Fang Cai and Andablo as an example, Yapafika is inferior to Andabluo above the cultivation realm, but at the beginning of the battle, he has already applied a chronic toxin to Andablo, and the last rose uses his poisonous blood to defeat the enemy with one blow.

After defeating the opponent, Jabfika did not have the slightest joy, but quietly glanced at Rod on the high platform not far away, and then a trace of fighting spirit flashed in his eyes.

For him, Rhodes saved him, and everything he had would be dedicated to the great Pope.

As the victory was decided, the surrounding area was surrounded by cheers all over the mountains.

"Damn, this Jabfika actually won, it's really unexpected!"

"That's it, since the last time the Pope brought him to the Guardianship, he was just a kid with no strength, but I didn't expect that in less than a year, he actually defeated Andabluo in the middle of the fourth order, this growth is really amazing!"

"Yes, Andabro is the favorite candidate for this battle of holy clothes, I didn't expect to be eliminated when I met this kid in the first round, tsk, it's really unexpected. ”

"What's so surprising, do the two brothers Zaga and Garon, who have just returned with the Pope, know that the two of them are also the favorites to defeat this battle of the Holy Clothes!"

"Alas, after all, it was the Pope himself who brought it back, but it was different......"

"Pope Rhodes is amazing! Praise Pope Rhodes, praise Daozu!"

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The battle for the sacred garments had already begun for two days, and the first battle was for the five bronze sacred robes.

In fact, Rhodes is more inclined to the fighters with the qualifications of the Golden Saint Seiya, such as Ya Bai Fika and Miro, but now that the strength of the Reserve Saint Seiya has been improved to a certain level, they are generally at the level of the fourth order, and it is a little difficult for Rod to make a decision.

So he decided to use the Holy Clothes as a prize for a promotion contest, and whoever won the last prize would get the Holy Clothes.

In this open and fair way, not only can the passion of the crowd be maximized, but even if they lose in this situation, the saints will not have an opinion, on the contrary, those who rely on their own strength to win and the holy garments will also be convinced by others.

As for the problem of injuries and other problems, there is no need to worry, the group of magicians under the leadership of Ize and Jelf has also developed, and ordinary injuries can be easily solved.

"Dismask, win!"

......

"Rolandson, win!"

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"Abrodi, win!"

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"Miro, win!"

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A shout continued to sound, and the battle of the Bronze Sacred Clothes gradually came to an end.

Perhaps influenced by the aura of the supporting role, Jabfika defeated his opponent unexpectedly and successfully advanced to the top five Saint Seiyas.

Jabfika, Zaga, Dismask, Miró, and Abrodi, these are the last five winners in the Battle of the Bronze Vestment, all of whom have the potential to become the Golden Saint.

It is worth mentioning Garon, who originally advanced to the finals, but bumped into Dismusk when he was grouped, and his strength was finally one cut short and he lost.

"Heroic warriors, you have come here with your great strength and your pious faith, and you are qualified to become the holy warrior of the guardian Taoism, the Bronze Saint Seiya!"

Rod looked at the five people in front of him with a smile, and said loudly,

"Dao Ancestor is with you, please bless them with my most sincere shout!"

"Japafika! Japafika!"

"Miro, Miro, Miro!"

"Dismask, Dismask, Dismask!"

"Zaga, Zaga, Zaka!"

"Abrodius, Abrodi, Abrodi!"

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The crowd watching the battle chanted their names neatly, and there was envy, admiration, and worship in their hearts, and the atmosphere climbed to a climax.

And Ya Bai Fika and the others were also flushed, and they were quite excited, at this moment they became official Bronze Saint Seiyas, and became the holy warriors who guarded the Dao Ancestor.

They felt that there was something special behind them, perhaps that was what the Pope called a sense of mission.

"Jabfika!"

Rod's lips opened slightly, and a soft drink came.

"In!"

Jabfika replied excitedly and solemnly, and then took a step forward.

......

"Zachar!"

"In!"

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"Abrodi!"

"In!"

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"Dismask!"

"In!"

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"Miro!"

"In!"

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Soon, the five of them were standing straight in front of Rod, their faces full of excitement and piety.

"Saint Seiya who guards Dao Ancestor, the glory of Dao Ancestor bless you, and God will bestow divine armor ......"

Rod slowly opened his arms, looked at the sky with a reverent expression, and muttered in his mouth,

"Bronze Holy Clothes, come!"