I'm Not Really a Gold Saint

As soon as the words fell, Ding Li had already flashed in front of the three of them. His speed was so fast that people couldn't react in time. He felt as if a light appeared in front of his eyes.

The palm swept from left to right, and with a strong wind, it hit the opponent's face.

Snapped!

One person was directly ejected, teeth and blood mist sprayed out of the mouth almost at the same time.

In a daze, the extremely white palm had already reached another person's eyes.

Snapped!

This person was also thrown out, bumped into the boulder abruptly, and then slowly slid to the ground.

He only used the power of pure flesh, and he has not yet used the small universe.

"Amazing!"

The leader of the underworld fighters took a deep breath.

No one expected that the other party would be so fierce and violent. He sent three underworld fighters flying in a row, and beating someone was as simple and violent as swatting a fly.

"You... who are you? I am Huff, the warrior of the underworld, the commander who guards the first prison in the underworld!"

The underworld warrior, who was still arrogant and domineering just now, immediately realized that the young man in front of him was not an ordinary person, and this kind of strength was by no means an ordinary human being.

He claims that he is no worse than other ghost fighters, as long as he is given a chance, he can get a ghost robe and have his own magic star.

In terms of fighting alone, he has never been afraid. It is no problem for one person to beat two or three ordinary fighters with his bare hands.

But this extremely fierce young man in front of him made him very afraid.

Why would a human being come to the underworld? It's unreasonable!

"I don't know any unknown juniors."

"I have a few questions for you, if you don't answer, you will die."

Ding Li's voice was cold.

The commander was a little reconciled, his face was piled up, and his muscles were bulging: "Arrogance, who do you think you are, this is the underworld, the territory of Hades, the king of the underworld."

"If you stay here alone as a human being, it's not certain who will die..."

As soon as the threatening words fell, a pale golden light flashed.

bang...

The speed of the fist was too fast, and the strong man fell to the ground without warning, spitting blood, and leaning against the boulder.

The other underworld fighters opened their mouths wide open as they watched the tall and mighty leader fall to the ground with a fist.

They thought the leader would beat him all over the floor, but the mighty leader was knocked down with one punch?

The other party was still punching, and a punch hit the huge boulder behind with such force.

In an instant, the hard boulder completely shattered and collapsed, and the gravel flew.

The originally extremely hard boulder was completely shattered by Ding Li's lightning-like fist.

Light... Light Speed ​​Fist!

Are you a yellow... golden saint?

The face of the commander of the underworld fighter was so painful from being poked by the stone slag, he turned his face stiffly, looked at the big hole next to his head, and almost called for help.

In the eyes of the other party, his proud body is like paper.

Seeing the boulder being smashed into pieces, Ding Li was also shocked.

Just now, he just wanted to scare the other party, so he threatened with a punch, and in the end he directly punched him with a speed of light punch.

This power is a bit big...

Just relying on the power of his fists, the commander of the underworld fighter was so frightened that he shivered.

"Dare... Dare to ask who the big brother is? Which silver... no, which gold saint are you in the sanctuary?"

The underworld fighter commander wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked a little stammeringly.

Ding Li: "You don't need to know who I am, just answer my question, otherwise, I will make your life worse than death."

"I said, I said, I must say..."

The prince's face turned green,

He is a good leader of the underworld fighter, and it is worthwhile to deal with the bronze or silver saint fighters in the sanctuary in terms of strength.

But the golden saints are the strongest in the sanctuary, and they are also the strongest fighters under Athena. It is said that they are comparable to the three giants of the underworld and other underworld fighters.

This guy who doesn't wear the holy clothes can punch the speed of light with a random punch.

Undoubtedly, that must be the Golden Saint Seiya, how dare he fight against such a master.

"Why did Pandora go to Sanctuary?"

"Have your underworld fighters been resurrected?"

"Is there any change in the army of the underworld?"

Ding Li asked with a blank expression.

In the end, this person didn't know anything about it, and only knew that Pandora summoned them to kill the Holy Tomb Keeper.

"Oh, by the way... Recently, there have been many strange phenomena in the underworld, and there have been earthquakes for a long time, and there are even dead bodies that will resurrect themselves and turn into distorted monsters."

Seeing that the other party was dissatisfied, the leader of the underworld fighters immediately sold a piece of information, for fear of angering the other party.

"This is the underworld, isn't it normal for dead bodies to resurrect themselves?"

Ding Li was puzzled.

"It's not normal. It is impossible for dead things in the underworld to be resurrected by themselves. Only a few gods such as Pluto can resurrect the dead."

"And His Royal Highness Pluto has been sleeping."

"Those resurrected monsters are very terrifying and have many weird abilities. Many people in our underworld have been swallowed up."

Ding Li was silent.

When did the underworld become so chaotic?

He doesn't know the situation in the underworld, and it seems that he will visit the underworld frequently in the future.

After all, now that the plot of Saint Seiya has begun to show signs of deviating from the main plot, he must assess the situation and understand the situation.

"My lord, we can go."

Seeing that the other party was silent, the leader of the underworld signaled the other underworld fighters to get up and retreat.

"Want to go? Do I allow you to go?"

Ding Li's voice was like an ice cave.

"Damn it, you didn't let us go at all, let's go together!"

The leader of the underworld had been prepared for a long time, and simply put on a desperate posture, and shot together with the rest of the people, vowing to fight to the death.

"Plasma Light Speed ​​Punch!"

Ding Li just punched suddenly.

A bright golden light burst out from the fist.

The surrounding area is surrounded by a network of golden electric lights.

These underworld fighters were shrouded in it, and their bodies were riddled with holes, and they were killed on the spot.

"Good... What a fast punch!"

The leader of the underworld warrior who was covered in blood only uttered a word, and then lost his life.

Ding Li sent the corpses and souls of several people directly to the next door to Huangquan Biliangzaka, which was considered satisfactory.

This is for insurance. Although these underworld fighters are not magic stars, the underworld has the magic to resurrect the dead.

In order to prevent those who are interested in finding out about themselves, it is safest to send a few people to reincarnate.

Oh Pandora!

Just relying on a few fighters who don't even have dark clothes, you want to kill me?

It's just nonsense.

If you want to kill me, you must at least call the three giants of the underworld!

Speaking of which, he has not yet fought against a ghost fighter of the gold saint level.

In actual combat, whether it can compete with the three giants of the underworld.

Speaking of it, I still have too little actual combat, and it seems that I must accumulate more actual combat experience.

Or, try to break into the Golden Zodiac another day?

###Chapter 12 Brother, come to the cemetery! ###

Sanctuary.

Not far from Athens, the largest city in Greece, is a holy mountain isolated from the world.

It is rumored that the sanctuary was created by the goddess Athens with divine power. It is hidden by dozens of barriers filled with "the will of the gods", without any interference from the outside world, and there is no record on the map. It is impossible for the reconnaissance satellite with the unit of meter to detect the existence of the sanctuary.

Except for saint fighters and related persons, others are not allowed to step into the sanctuary.

The sanctuary is a secret among ordinary people, and only a few humans at the level of the president of a great country know it.

The sanctuary itself has no other resource output except for the output of saint fighters, so most of the resources rely on the delivery of tribute from the outside world.

All kinds of supplies are actively delivered to the entrance of the sanctuary by the outside world, and then carried into the sanctuary warehouse by the saints one by one.

The sun rises.

On the winding mountain road outside the Colosseum, a number of saint warrior candidates carrying heavy sacks shouldered the sacks and lined up to deliver supplies.

They are young but carry items several times their weight on their backs, and each of them has firm eyes.

Seen from a distance, this battle looks like hardworking ants lined up to transport food and head towards the nest.