I'm Not Really a Gold Saint

"The victory and defeat are already divided."

At this time, Ding Li moved.

He jumped into the arena, lifted his black cloak, and said loudly:

"Gravekeeper Ding Li, join the battle!"

###Chapter 23 Tianma Meteor Fist###

Pan Xi smiled very happily at the moment, very happy.

Yes, all this is her masterpiece.

In the past few days, she has been severely tortured by this lunatic senior brother, and she almost collapsed.

Now that Sharna came back, she not only found her backer, but also thought of a way to punish Ding Li.

That is the battle for the Saint Cloth.

Don't look at Ding Li who is crazy and often talks nonsense, but his attitude towards Sharna is a bit ambiguous, and he seems to care about Sharna.

So she simply used hypnotism to convince Sharna, and then hypnotized Casios, just to see Ding Li go on stage and be embarrassed.

She was betting that the opponent would not embarrass Sharna in public and would face Seiya on stage.

As long as he goes on stage to face Seiya, then he will be waiting to watch the show.

A lunatic who only knows how to exercise his muscles will not be Seiya's opponent who understands the small universe.

Ding Li will undoubtedly lose, and will be beaten up by Fatty.

It might even be maimed!kill!

Anyone who offends me, Pandora, will surely die.

Look!

He really played it.

Hee hee hee……

Whoa!

Ding Li tore off the black cloak on his body.

I saw that he was not wearing any clothes under the cloak, only wearing a pair of big golden underpants.

The muscle lines all over the body are well-proportioned, and you can see the massive muscles. It is very fit and looks much better than Casio's body.

"Hey, this guy has big chest muscles!"

"Yeah, his muscles are quite compact."

"How can a mere gravekeeper have such muscles?"

Many people asked in surprise.

Seeing Ding Li's muscles, Mo Ling couldn't help saying: "It's ridiculous, Shaerna's disciples are just cultivating muscles crazily. No matter how strong the muscles are, as long as they touch the small universe, they are no different from paper."

Not far away, Shaerna obviously heard something, and she sighed a little: "Magic Bell, Seiya is too young, even if he realizes a little bit of the small universe, he can't change anything at all."

"Hmph, so it's you, the Pegasus Bronze Cloth, I didn't intend to give it to anyone."

"This holy garment belongs to me, Seiya."

Seiya naturally recognized the other party. He never thought that the gravekeeper would compete with him for the Pegasus Cloth in the arena. He heard that this was Sharna's senior disciple and seemed to have mental problems, so he stayed in the cemetery all the time.

Last time, this person even went out of his way to chat with him.

Unexpectedly, the other party would come out to compete with him for the holy cloth, and that guy Casios gave up competing with him for the holy cloth.

As long as he gets the Pegasus Bronze Saint Cloth, he can become a saint and return to Japan.

For the Pegasus Bronze Cloth, Seiya is bound to win.

He didn't intend to be merciful, no matter who was on the ring, he would beat him to the ground.

"Don't worry, I don't intend to ask you to grab the Pegasus Saint Cloth."

Ding Li looked at Seiya, whose fighting spirit was rising, but was thinking about countermeasures.

How to lose so that people can't notice, lose more decently, lose more decently.

I thought I was not the dreamer who wanted Athena to take maternity leave. I just wanted to stay in the cemetery, slowly brush up attributes, slowly brush up skills, and it is best to brush up the skills of the twelve golden saints before leaving the cemetery.

Yes, I don't want to end my career as a gravekeeper.

This Pegasus Saint Cloth is exclusive to the protagonist, so let Seiya take it, so that the main plot will not collapse again.

"Dawdling, give me a punch!"

Seeing that the opponent had not moved, Seiya simply attacked in advance.

An iron fist hit Ding Li's abdominal muscles hard.

Boom!

As a result, there was a muffled sound.

What kind of feel is this?

It was as if I had hit a piece of elastic steel.

Seeing that one punch was useless, Seiya immediately fired several punches.

His fist strength has already exceeded 500 kilograms, and each punch is as powerful as a heavy hammer, and even boulders will be smashed to pieces.

This is to comprehend that the physical fitness of the small universe has also been greatly improved.

Only then did Ding Li move.

It just lightly flashed the opponent's fist.

The way of self-cultivation is different from that of ordinary saints. Other saints use willpower and soul to burn the small universe.

But he integrated and stored the small universe in his muscles.

This not only prevents others from seeing the strength of his small universe, but also makes the physical body stronger.

In a sense, that tendon is like a holy garment. If you want to really hurt him, you must break through the muscle defense.

He didn't want to show it to others yet, so he began to avoid Seiya's fist.

"Next, stick to one hundred punches, and then find a chance to fall to the ground."

Ding Li dodged Seiya's fist in boredom.

In the eyes of others, Seiya's fists were fast and hard, with a whistling wind, whoever received a punch would be a hole in his body.

In Ding Li's eyes, when the opponent punched, he was doing it in slow motion.

"Follow my left and right hand in slow motion, right hand and left hand in slow motion..."

Seeing Seiya punching continuously, Ding Li almost sang.

Too slow, really too slow!

Now Seiya can't hit the speed of sound with ordinary punches, only Pegasus Meteor can reach the speed of sound.

"Hey, quickly use the Pegasus Meteor Fist!"

Ding Li urged in a low voice.

Yes, it's time to lie down.

"You... how do you know that I want to..."

Seiya was taken aback for a moment, then stepped up his attack speed again, his fists and feet almost drew afterimages.

He was very puzzled, no matter how much he played all out, he still couldn't hit the opponent in the slightest.

His actions seemed to be seen through by the other party.

impossible!

Is this tomb guard Ding Li very strong?

The magic bell on the other side was not happy: "Shaerna, is this the disciple you handed over? A coward who only knows how to dodge?"

"Sooner or later, the one who will win this way will be Seiya!"

Sharna beat her chest and stamped her feet: "Ding Li, hit me hard, attack Seiya!"

Ding Li is indeed only defending but not attacking, a tortoise tactic.

She looked at it and felt that it was too stupid, so she simply gave the other party an order.

"It's really boring. I didn't expect this guy to last for such a long time."

Pansy was a little impatient.

She put in so much effort, in fact, just to watch Ding Li get beaten.

As a result, the most powerful contender for the Pegasus Saint Cloth, Seiya, who has comprehended the small universe, fought for a long time, but he couldn't touch the opponent with only one punch.

"Use it quickly, Tianma Meteor Fist!"

Ding Li reminded Xingya again.

In order to lose face, he only planned to receive a few punches at the moment when the opponent cast Tianma Meteor Fist, and fell to the ground directly.

In this way, Sharna has an explanation, and she will not interfere with the main plot, so that Seiya can easily get the Pegasus Saint Cloth.

perfect!

"Hey, hey, did you make a mistake!"

"What the hell are you fighting for?"

"Seiya, finish him quickly!"

"Aren't you tired? We've played for 15 minutes, and we haven't decided yet."

The audience in the stands were also a little impatient.

"Okay, then let me show you my boxing skills!"