Becoming a Saint Seiya since the Age of Mythology

Both sides have mastered the application of attributes; one side uses water, and the other uses fire. The two are mutually restraining, and this battle is destined to be fierce.

After nearly half an hour of fierce fighting, Number Five, who used water-based powers, won by a narrow margin, but also suffered heavy damage.

The referee dared not delay and immediately removed both of them from the arena.

Soon, news of Odysseus's diagnosis and treatment arrived from the rear.

Number 5 and Number 6 were too badly injured to recover in a short time and had to regretfully withdraw from the battle for the Saint Cloth.

Many viewers immediately sighed with regret.

"This is good news for me!" Wu Xin smiled.

With numbers five and six out of the competition, he has two fewer competitors. He has already defeated number four, and only needs to defeat number one and number two to secure final victory.

After a nearly one-hour break, the battle resumed.

This time, Wuxin's opponent was number one, and he was arranged to play in the first group.

He flipped himself over and landed in the arena, arriving at the center of the arena.

Number One followed closely behind.

It was a young woman wearing a silver mask.

Although his face was not visible, his figure was tall and slender with straight legs, giving the impression that he was a very agile opponent.

"Battle begins!"

As the referee announced the start of the battle, Wuxin and the other person charged towards each other in perfect unison.

Bang bang bang!

Number One's two legs were like whips, and with extremely agile movements, he launched a fierce and storm-like attack on Wu Xin.

Since it was the first time Wu Xin had encountered an opponent who attacked with leg techniques, he was somewhat overwhelmed and, despite being stronger than his opponent, he was caught in a stalemate for a time.

After nearly a hundred rounds of fierce fighting, he gradually figured out his opponent's attack patterns and adapted to that kind of legwork offensive.

He was ready to fight back.

While blocking another roundhouse kick from his opponent, he created an opening and slowed down slightly.

The result of being a fraction of a second slower was that he was unable to completely block the attack, his arm went numb from the shock, and he involuntarily staggered back several steps.

"A great opportunity!"

Number One's eyes lit up, and he immediately leaped up.

"Storm Iron Cone"

She quickly twisted her waist, creating a terrifying gust of wind that enveloped her entire body. Then, using her legs as a guide, she plummeted downwards, transforming into a giant wind cone that pierced towards Wuxin.

However, while she seemed to have caught Wuxin off guard, that was not actually the case.

Having anticipated this, Wu Xin leaned back the moment he was knocked backward, braced himself with his arms on the ground, and raised his legs towards the sky, spreading them out to face the falling wind cones.

"Cancer Claw Killer"

With his deliberate planning, he easily avoided the sharp point of the wind cone and caught it perfectly from the side.

"Oops!"

Enveloped in the storm, Number One suddenly sensed something was wrong, feeling as if his every move was part of someone else's scheme.

But at this point she had no other choice; if she couldn't block this attack, she would likely be finished.

With this thought in mind, she accelerated the whirlwind's rotation, pushing the power of the wind cones to their limit, hoping to break free from Wuxin's grip.

Chapter 41 Shadow Number Two

Unfortunately, most of the wind cone's destructive power was concentrated at its tip, while the sides had little destructive power. Faced with Wu Xin's forceful clamping, it was simply unable to withstand it.

Bang!

The wind cone shattered instantly, and the candidate for Saint Seiya inside was completely trapped by Wuxin.

However, this was just a competition, not a battle. Wu Xin had no choice but to restrain some of his strength. While holding his opponent in place, he used his waist to slam him hard behind him.

boom!

Number One was slammed to the ground, and a large crater appeared in the ground.

Wu Xin didn't stop. Taking advantage of the moment when the opponent was stunned by the blow, he pounced over, grabbed Number One by the neck, and lifted him up with one hand.

With just a little more force, he could snap the other person's neck.

Upon seeing this, the Saint Seiya warrior in charge of the referee immediately entered the arena.

"The outcome is decided; the winner is number three!"

Upon hearing the verdict, Wu Xin released his right hand and put down Number One, whose face was flushed red from holding his breath.

Number One didn't say much, just glared at him hatefully, and then decisively left.

Wu Xin happily returned to the stands amidst the cheers of the crowd.

Soon, the second duel began, between gladiators number two and number four.

Number four was defeated, and number two emerged victorious.

At this point, Number Two and Wu Xin have achieved the same number of victories.

"It seems that the final winner will be either me or Number Two!" Wu Xin realized as he watched the two leave the stage.

However, he had already witnessed several of Number Two's battles, and the opponent did not pose much of a threat to him. In other words, he had almost secured the final victory.

"Looks like I should congratulate you in advance!" Manigold walked over and joked with a smile.

With his keen eye, he could naturally judge the outcome of the final match.

"The final battle hasn't even started yet, and nobody knows what will happen! Congratulations now? It's too early, Senior Brother!" Wu Xin said, spreading his hands.

Manigoldo didn't take it seriously, leaning on the railing in front of him and casually saying, "Judging from that guy's performance, if he wasn't hiding his strength, he probably wouldn't be a match for you."

"Unless you make a stupid mistake and someone seizes on your fatal flaw!"

As he spoke, he turned around and gave a meaningful look.

"Don't worry, I definitely won't give him a chance!" Wu Xin nodded solemnly.

After a half-hour break, the final battle finally began.

Wuxin and the second Saint Seiya candidate entered the arena at the same time.

He was a slender man, shorter than Wuxin, who was skilled in using dark-attribute power, which was very rare in the Holy Domain.

After all, in everyone's mind, the power of darkness is basically a symbol of evil, so everyone will subconsciously reject it, and very few people will try to comprehend and use it.

Number two in front of us is an exception.

Because this type of power attribute is very rare in the Holy Land, the people who fought against it were caught off guard and suffered a lot of losses, thus losing the battle.

However, having already witnessed the opponent's fighting methods, Wuxin was well-prepared and full of confidence.

On the other hand, compared to his confidence, Number Two's expression was not so good.

Presumably, the other party has also recognized the gap between them.

"Damn it, why did this guy suddenly appear!" Number Two thought with great resentment.

If Wuxin hadn't suddenly appeared, he might have won this final victory.

Unfortunately, no if.

"Battle begins!"

As soon as the referee gave the order, Wuxin rushed over.

Having already witnessed his fighting prowess, Number Two had no intention of engaging him head-on.

Suddenly, the shadow beneath his feet expanded, and then he sank into the shadow, leaving Wu Xin empty-handed.

Immediately afterward, from behind Wu Xin's own shadow, Number Two darted out and launched a surprise attack from behind.

But in that instant, Wuxin suddenly stopped his forward momentum, then raised his left arm and abruptly elbowed behind him.

Having witnessed the opponent's methods, he was constantly on guard against the opponent using this shadow-stealing fighting style.

boom!

Number Two, who had just emerged from the shadows, had no idea that this would happen and was caught off guard, getting hit squarely.

"what--"

He screamed and was sent flying.

Wu Xin held nothing back, immediately gathering the power of his inner universe at his fingertips, then quickly turning around and pointing out a finger.

"Sekishiki - Netherworld Wave"

Three streams of silver energy flew from his fingertips, like three nimble snakes swooping towards Number Two.

"I won't give up so easily!"

Number Two roared, and the shadow on the ground seemed to come alive, transforming into a giant hand that rose up and grabbed one of his feet.

call!

Wu Xin's accumulated corpse energy shot past, but it did not hit the target, only the afterimage of Number Two.

The opponent used the shadowy hand to pull him back into the shadows in time.

"Interesting, interesting!"

Having lost his target, Wu Xin had no choice but to disperse the three streams of accumulated corpse energy.

The accumulated corpse energy can only work by directly contacting a living being and capturing its soul.

The number two before him vanished into the shadows, hiding himself in the darkness, a realm that Wu Xin could hardly reach.

The shadow ignores physical attacks, as if it has hidden itself in another spatial dimension.

On the surface, the shadow appears to have no defense and can be directly penetrated by the accumulated corpse energy, but in reality, that's just an appearance; the accumulated corpse energy cannot penetrate the shadow at all.

Being blocked by the shadow, unable to directly contact the other party's true form, one naturally cannot do anything to the other party.