Whoosh whoosh!

Along with the sound of three landing footsteps, three saints, two men and one woman, landed in the arena.

"Pisces Austrofei, I have met the Pope!"

"Feiyu·Xi, I have met the Pope"

"Dolphin Meiyi, I have met the Pope!"

The three of them knelt down and saluted the Pope on the referee's bench.

Yin Shiqi quietly observed his three opponents in the promotion battle.

Among them, Dolphin Meiyi is a blond girl, but unlike other female saints, she does not wear a bronze mask.

Preliminary estimates suggest that the opponent's strength should be around two hundred times the speed of sound. However, with the blessing of the Holy Cloth, the actual combat effectiveness should be much stronger than that of a reserve fighter without the Holy Cloth.

After all, although the small universe can bring powerful attack capabilities to the fighter, the fragile nature of the flesh and blood body cannot be changed.

With the protection of the Holy Cloth, this fatal weakness can be compensated, which can greatly improve personal combat capabilities.

Nanyuzu Fei is a thin man who looks quite weak, but in fact, he is the strongest among the three, with a speed of about 800 times the speed of sound.

The remaining Feiyu Xi is a short and fat young man with a round belly. He looks completely different from Feiyu. I really don’t understand how the other person fit in with Feiyu Holy Cloth.

Its strength is in the middle among the three, with a speed of about 500 times the speed of sound.

"Excuse me, Your Majesty the Pope, who applied for the Silver Promotion Competition?" Fei asked respectfully.

"That's him!" The Pope gestured at Yin Shiqi.

It was only then that the three Bronze Saints really noticed the black-haired boy next to them, and looked at each other with curious eyes.

Originally, they thought it was just a reserve fighter participating in the battle for the Holy Cloth.

You know, if you want to apply for the Silver Promotion Competition, there is a rigid strength standard.

Applicants must break through a thousand times the speed of sound and reach the realm of silver.

Otherwise, the Holy Realm would rather leave the Silver Saint Clothes empty than use them to make up the money.

In any case, it is hard for them to believe that such a guy who has not even put on the holy clothes has reached the silver realm.

However, after carefully examining their opponents, they found that they could not see through the opponent's strength at all.

Especially Pisces Fei frowned even more.

He has a strength of 800 times the speed of sound, and coupled with the increase of the Bronze Saint Cloth, the gap between him and a thousand times the speed of sound is not very big.

If that was just a daredevil who had just broken through the threshold of a thousand times the speed of sound, he could probably sense the difference in strength between them.

But in fact, he couldn't sense how strong the opponent was at all.

There are only two possibilities for this situation.

One is that the opponent is good at hiding, and deliberately hides the strength of his own universe, hoping to cause them psychological pressure and then calmly win.

The second is that the opponent is really powerful, far beyond the level that just broke through the Silver Realm, so they can't feel the difference at all.

Given the choice between the two, he is more willing to believe in the first possibility.

As for the second possibility, it only appears in some unique geniuses.

"We shouldn't be so unlucky to meet such a young monster whose strength far exceeds that of ordinary silver, right?" Fei Momo comforted himself in his heart.

"If you have no objections, then prepare for war!" the Pope said seriously to the four of them.

"No!"

The four of them shook their heads in unison.

Immediately, the Pope shouted excitedly to everyone present: "Everyone, the rare silver promotion battle is about to begin!"

"Open your eyes and look carefully!"

"What is the real Saint Seiya, what is the real strong man!"

"Cheer and be excited!"

"You are about to see the birth of a Silver Saint!"

Hearing the Pope's impassioned voice, the audience was once again excited, far more than the opening of the previous battle for the Holy Scapular.

However, the Pope's words had a different meaning in the ears of Fei and the others.

It felt like the Pope seemed to be very optimistic about that young man, as if he was sure that he would be able to defeat the three of them together and successfully be promoted to the Silver Saint Seiya.

"Is it my imagination?" Meiyi glanced at the Pope suspiciously.

Confused by doubts, the three of them did not slack off and immediately spread out, surrounding Yin Shiqi in the middle.

"Hey, where's your holy robe? Put it on quickly! I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back my strength and will punch you to death!" Fei Haoxin reminded Yin Shiqi.

Without the protection of the Holy Cloth, even with the blessing of his own small universe, if he receives a solid punch from the Bronze Saint, even the Gold Saint may die.

"My holy robe is still there!" Yin Shiqi glanced at the holy robe box on the exhibition stand.

"ah?"

The short and fat Xi was stunned.

Only now did he understand that this young man had just obtained the Holy Cloth through the Holy Cloth Competition, and then applied for the Silver Promotion Competition.

"you you you……"

Understanding this, he was so surprised that he couldn't speak.

A fighter who has not even worn the Holy Cloth yet hurriedly applied for the Silver Promotion Competition after seizing the Bronze Holy Cloth. How confident is this!

"Hurry up and put it on, we are ready to take action!" Meiyi said impatiently.

There are clear regulations in the sanctuary. Private fights and massacres between saints are prohibited without special reasons.

Furthermore, this was just a silver promotion battle. They had no grievances and she didn't want to accidentally kill the other party in a moment.

Yin Shiqi looked back at the holy robe box on the exhibition stand and sighed: "Forget it, I won't wear it anymore!"

He will be able to get the Holy Cloth of the Giant Lord soon. The Holy Cloth of the Swordfish is destined to be worn only once.

Wearing it once and then throwing it away is too wasteful.

What's more, with his strength, it was easy to deal with the three of them. Whether he had the Holy Cloth or not would not affect the result.

"So, you are planning to fight the three of us like this?" Meiyi was shocked.

"Um!"

Yin Shiqi nodded.

"Arrogant!"

After receiving the confirmation, Meiyi became furious.

She reminded her with good intentions, but she didn't expect to be looked down upon so much.

What is tolerable and what is intolerable!

"Do not impulse!"

Fei Jianliao hurriedly reminded him, but unfortunately it was still too late.

"Heavenly Vortex"

Meiyi burned the little universe and rushed towards Yin Shiqi, then raised her right leg and kicked out hard.

In an instant, a waterspout rose from the ground beneath Yin Shiqi's feet and immediately swept him out.

boom!

The waterspout drew an arc in mid-air, and then hit the ground hard, smashing all the stone slabs with a radius of nearly ten meters, leaving a huge pit.

However, there was not a single person in the pit.

"How is that possible?" Meiyi was shocked when she saw this.

Obviously, her trick failed and only hit an afterimage, without actually hitting the opponent.

"My speed is much faster than yours, it's not impossible!"
Chapter completed!