Becoming a Saint Seiya since the Age of Mythology

"Ladies and gentlemen, a new round of the Saint Cloth competition has officially begun. I hope everyone will demonstrate their courage and wisdom, achieve final victory, and gain the Saint Cloth's recognition!" Pope Sage stood in the center of the arena, earnestly encouraging the crowd.

Although his voice wasn't very loud, amplified by the power of his cosmos, it had spread to every corner of the entire arena.

Then, Sasha, the reincarnation of Athena, appeared and gave everyone a few words of encouragement, which greatly boosted the morale of the Saints. Only then did she return to the stands with the Pope to sit down and prepare to watch the battle.

The first group to appear is the Bronze Group, consisting of thirty Saint Seiya candidates with Bronze-level strength vying for the qualification to obtain the Bronze Cloth.

They fought in pairs, and the one who won the most matches was the victor.

However, such frequent battles kept Odysseus, the Ophiuchus, who was responsible for treating patients on the sidelines, extremely busy.

Finally, after a long battle, a young man emerged victorious and, in front of everyone, gained the recognition of the Lynx Bronze Cloth, officially becoming a Saint.

After the Bronze Group's battles, it was time for Goshin's Silver Group to compete for the Saint Cloth.

Although their group had the fewest members, with only six, their strength far surpassed that of the Bronze Group, placing them among the core of the Saint Realm. This was also the gladiator match that many spectators in the stands were most interested in.

After being drawn by lot, Wuxin was assigned the third spot and was placed in the second match to fight against the fourth Saint candidate.

"Let me see what tricks everyone's up their sleeves!" With a hint of curiosity, he looked down at the arena below the stands.

In fact, he had specifically sought out several Silver Saint candidates to spar with, but due to the Saint Cloth competition, they all refused his challenge without exception.

Clearly, they didn't want Wuxin to know too much about them and wanted to retain some of their methods and strength.

Helpless, Wuxin could only inquire about the opponent's information from other people in the Holy Domain, and barely understood some of the opponent's methods.

The first duel ended in no time, with number two slightly ahead and winning.

"It's my turn!"

Seeing that the arena had been cleaned up again, Wuxin leaped down from the stands and entered the center of the arena.

"I never expected that he would grow to this level in just half a year. He truly deserves to be regarded as a promising talent by Lord Sasha. He is indeed extraordinary!" Pope Sage whispered to the girl beside him.

Although he had already heard about Wuxin's growth from his elder brother, he was still shocked to see it for himself.

Sasha shook her head slightly and smiled, "Mr. Sage shouldn't praise me, but rather Mr. Bai Li's teachings and Wu Xin's own efforts."

"Without these two things, he could not have grown to where he is today."

"As for me, I just happened to discover a pearl that had been left on the ground!"

Hearing the conversation between the two, the Gold Saints guarding behind them were astonished.

They didn't know Wuxin's background completely, only vaguely hearing that he was the junior brother of Cancer Manigoldo. Now, hearing the Pope and Sasha mention it, they realized that Wuxin's identity was far more complex and mysterious than they had imagined.

With this in mind, the Gold Saints also became somewhat interested in the upcoming battle.

At this moment, Wu Xin entered the arena, and the fourth person who matched with him also fell into the arena.

boom!

With a loud bang, the ground that had just been leveled was smashed into a large crater by Number Four.

He was an extremely muscular man, over two meters tall, with just one forearm as thick as Alvis's thigh; he was clearly a power-type Saint Seiya candidate.

"Power type?"

"Unfortunately, my strength is greater than yours!" Sensing the fluctuations of his opponent's cosmos, Wuxin was full of confidence.

He could roughly estimate that the opponent's strength was around 100,000 times the speed of sound.

Although they are power-type Saints, the difference in their strength is too great, so this power advantage is equivalent to nothing.

"Battle begins!"

Seeing that both sides were ready, the Saint Seiya in charge of the arbitration issued the battle order.

"The earth roars"

Number Four didn't hold back and immediately unleashed his ultimate move.

It leaped high into the air, then plummeted down like a meteorite, instantly shattering the ground and sending a powerful shockwave spreading in all directions.

Wu Xin didn't want to take the impact head-on, so he also jumped up to avoid the force of the impact on the ground.

However, at that moment, the landed No. 4 launched a second wave of continuous attacks.

"Savage Impact"

He roared, gathering the power of his inner universe into his entire body, causing his body to swell considerably, becoming like a small giant, reaching a height of nearly three meters. His whole body exuded a fierce aura, and then he pushed off with his feet, suddenly accelerating and crashing into Wuxin in mid-air.

"A brilliant plan!"

Wu Xin immediately saw through the other party's plan.

It starts with 'Roar of the Earth'. If the opponent fails to dodge it, they will definitely be hit. Then, there is no way to dodge the second move that follows immediately after number four.

However, if the opponent dodges the first move, they will also be unable to reverse the disadvantage.

Since the first move of number four is a ground impact, the only way for most people to avoid it is to jump.

However, for a target in mid-air, without the leverage of the ground, it is naturally very difficult to dodge the opponent's second move if it cannot fly.

"As expected, the Saint Seiya candidates who have made it this far are no ordinary people!" Looking at the giant figure approaching below, Wuxin couldn't help but sigh.

Although he was stronger than his opponent and his speed was almost three times faster, he had no chance to dodge while in mid-air with no foothold.

This double whammy is enough to give many people a run for their money.

"Unfortunately, you overlooked the most important point!"

He watched as Number Four charged forward, raising his arms in defense, and calmly said, "If this offensive cannot defeat your opponent, you yourself will inevitably fall into a temporary state of exhaustion!"

Such a fierce two-hit combo would be too much for even a Saint Seiya's body to handle, and temporary exhaustion would be inevitable.

Just like Cheng Yaojin's three-strike axe combo, if you can't defeat the enemy after using it, you'll be in danger yourself.

Chapter 40 Wind Cone No. 1

boom!

The enormous figure number four crashed into him. Wu Xin suddenly felt a weight on his hands, and a terrifying force was transmitted to his body. Then his hands went numb, and he was involuntarily sent flying higher and higher until he disappeared from sight.

Boom!

Number Four landed back on the ground, and just as Wu Xin had guessed, he was panting heavily, entering a state of utter exhaustion.

"Did number four win?" a Bronze Saint asked.

He didn't quite understand this level of combat.

"Not yet!" A Silver Saint next to him shook his head.

Immediately afterwards, everyone clearly sensed that a small universe of power was rapidly gathering in the sky and then accelerating down toward the ground.

"So it wasn't that simple after all!"

Looking at the sky, Number Four's expression became much more serious.

Given his current condition, it was impossible for him to avoid this attack from the sky; he could only strengthen his defense and defend on the spot.

He immediately assumed a defensive stance, suppressing his fatigue and focusing his inner strength on his body.

Whoohoo!

With a whooshing sound, Wuxin's figure reappeared in everyone's sight.

He clenched his fist and descended from the sky, delivering a powerful punch to Number Four.

Rumble!

The ground beneath Number Four's feet shattered instantly, his feet sank involuntarily, and then half of his body disappeared into the ground.

"Although it was very difficult, I managed to stop it in the end!" Looking at Wuxin in front of him, Number Four couldn't help but feel a little proud, even forgetting the blood spilling from his mouth.

In contrast, Wu Xin took a solid, brutal hit from him, and his injuries were definitely more severe than Wu Xin's.

If he blocks this attack, he still has a chance.

"You're celebrating too soon!"

Wu Xin sneered and released the cosmic power accumulated in his fist.

"Sekishiki - Netherworld Wave"

In an instant, a silver stream of energy was released from his fist. Although they often use their fingers to release this attack, gestures are just a form; fists can also release it.

To ensure a decisive blow, he had prepared the energy needed for the attack beforehand and used a regular punch as cover to close the distance between them, leaving No. 4 with no space or time to dodge.

"Do not--"

Upon seeing the release of the silvery corpse energy, Number Four was horrified, but it was too late.

The close contact allowed the accumulated corpse energy to directly penetrate his body, leaving him no chance to resist.

Immediately afterwards, his soul was bound by three streams of accumulated corpse energy, and then forcibly dragged away from his body.

He struggled desperately to break free, but no matter what he did, he could not escape the binding force of the accumulated corpse energy; it was all in vain.

Seeing this, the Saint Seiya in charge of the judgment entered the arena and solemnly announced: "The victor of this battle is number three!"

Only after confirming his victory did Wuxin release Number Four's soul and leave the arena amidst cheers from the crowd.

Outside the arena, Odysseus of Ophiuchus had been waiting for a long time.

"How badly are you injured?" he asked with concern.

"It seems to be a bone fracture. Could you please take a look?" Wu Xin said with a wry smile, extending his arms.

With no foothold on his feet, he took a hit in mid-air, and even though he was stronger than Number Four, he still paid a heavy price.

Then, he endured the excruciating pain and launched a falling attack, further injuring his arm, so his condition was naturally not much better.

After a thorough examination, Odysseus of Ophiuchus nodded and said, "Don't worry, there's nothing seriously wrong. Leave it to me!"

He once again used his healing skills to treat Wuxin's arm.

Before long, Wuxin felt the pain in her arm disappear completely and she returned to normal.

"Thank you, thank you!"

After expressing his gratitude, he returned to the stands.

Inside the arena, Number Five and Number Six had already started their battle, exchanging blows and fighting fiercely.