I'm Not Really a Gold Saint

Just from sending out the business card, he can see that this woman's charm is natural, and with a child's body, I'm afraid no one will have the slightest suspicion of Pan Xi.

But the opponent's hole cards should be more than these.

He was not idle either, taking advantage of the fact that the magic bell was not by Xingya's side, he came to the thick-browed and big-eyed Xingya.

"Seiya, did the magic bell teach you Meteor Fist?"

Ding Li looked at Seiya with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"How do you know... I know Meteor Fist."

Seiya was very confused, looking at this young man in black robe, a little at a loss.

He has only just learned the surface of Meteor Fist, and the only people who know about it are him and Magic Bell.

How did the other party know?

"Everyone knows this, Magic Bell wants you to get the Pegasus Saint Cloth, right?"

Ding Li patted the boy on the shoulder: "It's no secret that she taught you Meteor Fist."

Seiya blushed, and immediately shook his head: "I haven't wanted to fight for which holy garment yet, so I can't say too much, you... are you the gravekeeper of the sanctuary?"

"Yeah, do you want to buy a Feng Shui treasure land? Then let me see how your Meteor Fist is?"

Ding Li became interested.

Seiya, an undead Xiaoqiang with a protagonist's halo, naturally does not need a cemetery.

But he doesn't mind preparing a cemetery for the other party, as a favor, and by the way, he wants to find out how this small universe exploded infinitely.

Seiya blushed, quickly waved his hands and shook his head.

The cemetery keeper likes to talk to him very much, and Seiya is also willing to talk to him, but he thinks this person is very interesting.

It's a pity that the identities of the two are different. The keeper of the grave belongs to a servant in the sanctuary, and his status is humble, while Seiya is going to become a saint, so he can't get too close.

"At a young age, the concept of class is so heavy, I will teach you to be a human being another day."

Ding Li muttered.

Saint Seiya is actually very particular about inheritance, one master teaches one method.

Don't look at the Meteor Fist, which is just a Bronze Saint Fighter's fist with hundreds of punches per second. Ordinary Bronze Saint Fighters don't know much about it.

Seiya's Pegasus Meteor Fist is strong when it meets the strong, it beats a bunch of bosses on the ground, and even confronts Hades and other gods head-on.

I have to find some time to see how powerful the Tianma Meteor Fist is.

In addition, Ding Li is also interested in the bronze holy garment of Pegasus.

Regardless of the fact that the Pegasus Saint Cloth is bronze, every generation of Pegasus Saints is accompanied by Athena. They are Athena's most loyal fighters, and the small universe is also very special.

The Pegasus Saint Cloth has been nurtured by so many generations of Pegasus Saint Warriors in the small universe, so it should be somewhat different from ordinary Saint Cloths.

If I get the Saint Cloth of Pegasus, become the Bronze Saint of Pegasus, become the protagonist from now on, explode the small universe all the way, push all the opponents...

Still free!

I have various attribute skills in the cemetery, so it is better to make a fortune in silence.

There are too many strong people in the world of Saint Seiya, so it is better to keep a low profile, which is in line with the route of making a fortune silently.

"Hey, Seiya, don't pay attention to that kid, this guy is nothing worth mentioning."

"It's gone within a few months, this guy is a cripple."

"Sarna is a silver saint after all, how could she accept such a person as her disciple?"

At this time, a few candidates in front of him complained about Ding Li, their faces were full of disdain, and their voices did not hide it at all.

Ding Li chuckled. After all, he gave up his status as a saint and became a black-robed tomb keeper. Some people considered him a deserter.

Looking in the direction of the sound, a tall man surrounded by several people was walking towards him angrily.

The giant man came to the table, with a pair of ferocious copper bell eyes shining brightly, he roared viciously: "Ding Li, stand up for me!"

"... Casios."

Looking at the giant man, Ding Li immediately recognized him.

This kid seems to be a bit of a bad visitor.

Did you take the wrong medicine?

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Thank you for the 100 rewards that Liren does not give away, and commemorate the first time this book received a reward from Saint Seiya

###Chapter 14 Miss Moling is also very good at mocking! ###

Not bad.

The muscular, tower-like giant in front of him is Casios, the disciple of Sharna, the Silver Saint of Ophiuchus, and the future contender for the Saint Cloth of Pegasus.

Casios is not an ordinary character in this group of saint fighter candidates who have not yet awakened to the small universe. You can tell from his body that he is strong and powerful.

It's just ugly.

Look at the cheekbones, the protruding teeth, and the big face. It feels like no plastic surgery expert in the world can earn a penny from this one.

"Ding Li, what do you mean kid? You actually put on this black robe to attend the prayer ceremony held by His Majesty the Pope?"

"Still with that trash Seiya?"

"You've really lost face to Teacher Sharna, and you've lost face to me too. I'm going to beat you up."

Casios' voice was loud enough that many people around him looked over.

"Casios, keep your mouth shut."

Ding Li stretched out his hand to stop the blushing Seiya, his face remained unchanged.

He looked at Casios, this kid is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he is cruel, vicious and warlike.

Judging from this posture, he must be here to find fault.

But the question is, who gave him the courage?

He looked at Pan Xi who was hiding in the crowd, and saw the little girl hiding in the crowd with a weird smile on her lips?

What did Pansy do?

Seems like she has some kind of manipulative ability?

Otherwise, if you lend Casios ten guts, the other party will not have the guts.

"Bastard, you dare to talk to me like this, believe it or not, I will beat you right now"

Casios' tone became colder, and he took a step forward abruptly, revealing his murderous aura.

At this moment, Ding Li felt that he was nothing more than a reptile in the eyes of the other party, and now he wanted to trample himself to death.

Is this suicidal?

Woo!

Sure enough, Casios did what he said, and slapped Ding Li directly on the cheek.

Although the opponent was big, he moved very quickly, the cattail fan seemed to be slapped in the blink of an eye.

Just when everyone thought that Ding Li would be knocked to the ground by this slap, a hand pinched Casios' wrist.

What a great power!

This was Casio's first reaction. He felt as if his hand was clamped in a vise, and he couldn't move at all. His wrist was pinched with severe pain, which made him almost want to shout.

How could this boy be so strong?

This kind of behavior also surprised the people around, and the booing saint warrior candidates also showed incredulous expressions.

No one thought that Ding Li caught Casio's slap with one hand. Could it be that Casios let the water go?

You know, Casios is famous for its strength, and it can lift a ton of things with one hand.

"Casios, if the two of us fight in public, Teacher Sharna will be very upset. No matter who hits the other, it will be a joke to the people around, and private fights are not allowed between saints."

Looking up at the other party, Ding Li's voice was cold, without fear, he let go.

Casios quickly withdrew his wrist. He tried all his strength just now, but he couldn't break free from the opponent's hand. He felt that his wrist was about to be pinched, and his heart suddenly felt like a bright mirror.

"Master... Brother, I was wrong, what the hell was I doing just now?"

Casios suddenly had a quick wit, seeing Ding Li's appearance, he couldn't help but exclaimed, with an expression of extreme fear on his face.

His right wrist was trembling slightly, and there was a red and swollen handprint on it, and that ugly face was about to be deformed.

"Now you know how to call me Senior Brother?"

"late!"

Ding Li stared at Casios coldly.

Casios was like a mouse seeing a cat, not even daring to move, and cold sweat broke out all over his body.

"Come on, Casios."

"Fight with him in the arena and decide the outcome."

"Aren't you fellow apprentices? Then have a quick fight."

Surrounded by hot-blooded teenagers who practice martial arts every day, all of them are full of male hormones, and fighting is a common occurrence.

The sanctuary arena is the place where fighting competitions are tacitly allowed.

"Stop me all!"

With a stern and magnetic female voice, a female saint with a bumpy figure appeared in front of Ding Li, so that the candidates immediately shut up.

"Magic Bell!"

Raising his head, Ding Li first saw a pair of "murder weapons".

The person who came was none other than Demon Bell, the Silver Saint Seiya of the Aquila Constellation.

This female saint is also Seiya's teacher. In his memory, the magic bell's insight is very good. She is calm and calm in battle, and her speed is amazing. She is a very good female silver saint, and her strength is also ranked among the silver saints. A few days ago.