Becoming a Saint Seiya since the Age of Mythology

Wu Xin quickly bowed and then strode forward.

He stopped when he was about three meters away from the numerous Saint Cloth boxes.

After calming his excited emotions, he focused his energy and unleashed his full potential.

As he unleashed his full power, a vast aura of his cosmos spread throughout the entire arena.

On the stands, feeling the full force of his cosmos, many Saint Seiya fans began to discuss it.

"This guy is quite strong; he's almost at the level of a mid-level Silver Saint!"

"Once I obtain the Silver Cloth, and with its enhancement, I will definitely reach the strength of a mid-level Silver Saint!"

"That's right, that's right!"

"With such a powerful Silver Saint joining us, our missions will be much easier in the future!"

……

At the same time, under the influence of Wu Xin's cosmic fluctuations, all twelve Saint Cloth boxes began to vibrate gently.

That was due to the fluctuations in his cosmos, which activated the dormant spirituality of the Cloth.

If his cosmos can resonate with any of the Cloths, it means that he has gained the Cloth's approval.

However, after shaking slightly a few times, the Saint Cloth Box returned to calm.

Finally, the twelve Saint Cloth Boxes fell completely silent, like boulders in a raging torrent, unmoved no matter how violent the waves crashed against them.

"Could I really be that unlucky?"

Wu Xin was dumbfounded when he saw it.

It is said that the Saint Cloths were forged using extremely special techniques, giving them exceptional adaptability.

This ensures that everyone can find the one that best suits them.

However, the number of Saint Cloths is ultimately limited.

If you're unlucky, the one that's most suitable for you might be taken by someone else first, and then it's very likely that the newcomer won't be able to find a Saint Cloth that suits them.

For example, Wuxin is currently in this situation.

In the stands, Sasha, Sage, and the others were also quite disappointed. Since Wuxin hadn't been able to obtain a Silver Cloth of his own, he would have to look for a target among the lower-level Bronze Cloths.

Just then, a series of exclamations came from the stands not far away.

"Look at his Saint Cloth!"

A Silver Saint, his face flushed, his Saint Cloth radiating a bright light, was in the process of disintegrating, about to separate from his master.

Generally speaking, once a Saint Cloth has chosen a master, it will not easily change its owner, nor will it easily separate from its owner.

However, if this happens, it is very likely that the owner of the Saint Cloth has betrayed the Sanctuary.

However, he believed he had never done anything detrimental to the Sanctuary and did not know why his Saint Cloth was like this.

He desperately burned his cosmos, trying to suppress the Saint Cloth on his body, but it was all in vain. His Saint Cloth still disintegrated piece by piece and reassembled into a huge silver cup.

Immediately afterwards, the silver cup transformed into a stream of light and shot into the arena, landing in front of Wuxin.

"This is... the Giant Saint Cloth?"

Wu Xin immediately recognized the huge silver cup in front of him.

To his even greater surprise, the enormous silver cup resonated with his inner universe, releasing bursts of highly regular and pulsating light.

In the stands, Sasha and the other Saint Seiya warriors were stunned by this sudden turn of events.

What's going on?

Clearly, the Giant Saint Cloth has chosen a new master.

The problem is that the previous owner of the Saint Cloth is still alive.

This also means that the Saint Cloth voluntarily abandoned its master and chose a new master on its own.

This was the first time they had encountered such a bizarre situation.

For Wuxin, this was good news; he could obtain a Silver Cloth that suited him. But for the original owner of the Cloth, it was a disaster and a joke.

Even without his Saint Cloth, he will become a Saint Seiya candidate once again.

Of course, he could also go directly to choose a bronze armor.

Having already experienced the power of the Silver Cloth, why would he turn back and choose the Bronze Cloth again?

More importantly, he was abandoned by the Saint Cloth himself. In the eyes of others, this was proof that he was inferior to Wuxin and that he was not qualified to possess the Giant Silver Saint Cloth.

This is a denial of his personality, a trampling of his dignity, and a tremendous disgrace!

Chapter 45 A Reluctant Judgment

"That's mine!"

The Silver Saint, abandoned by his Cloth, roared and leaped into the arena.

Sensing the undisguised hostility emanating from the other party, Wuxin immediately adopted a defensive stance.

Seeing that conflict was about to erupt, Sassar asked the Pope somewhat anxiously, "Mr. Sage, do you have any good ideas on how to handle the current situation?"

The Giant Saint Cloth chose Goshin, and she could have decided that Goshin would be the new Giant Saint, but the original Giant Saint, Beck, was still alive, and such a decision would probably hurt him.

Sage gave Cancer a wink in the distance, then whispered back, "Lord Sasha, since the Giant Saint Cloth has two masters..."

"Then, let's add another battle to decide the final ownership of the Giant Saint Cloth."

"Should we add another battle to the competition?"

Sasha thought for a moment and hesitated before saying, "Baker is in a very bad mood right now. If we let him fight with Wuxin, won't that escalate the conflict between them?"

"This is probably not good for the unity among the Saint Seiya!"

"Lord Sasha, you are still too gentle!"

Pope Sage shook his head and said with a wry smile, "There is only one Giant Saint Cloth, and only one of them can become a Giant Saint."

"Moreover, the Saint Cloth itself has already made its choice."

"Even if we forcefully rule that the Megalos Cloth still belongs to Beck, he will never be able to wear the Megalos Cloth again."

"At the same time, such a forced ruling will also harm the aspirations of Saint Seiya candidates."

"After all, the Giant Saint Cloth has already chosen him."

"But if we rule that the Saint Cloth belongs to Saint candidate Goshin, it would also be a blow to the original Giant Saint Beck."

"So, all we can do is give them a fair fight."

"The final ownership of the Saint Cloth will be decided through gladiatorial combat, just like the Saint Cloth battle."

"In this way, no one will have any complaints."

“Well… alright then!” Sasha reluctantly agreed to the proposal.

Because she couldn't find a better solution either.

On the other side, following the Pope's hint, Manigoldo re-entered the arena, standing between the former Giant King Beck and Wuxin, preventing the two from fighting.

However, in Baker's view as the aggrieved party, Manigoldo's actions were tantamount to taking sides and deliberately favoring his junior.

He immediately shouted angrily, "Lord Manigoldo, if you also believe that the Giant Saint Cloth should belong to him, then I will turn around and leave immediately and never mention this matter again!"

Although he was furious, he hadn't lost his mind and was fighting a Gold Saint, knowing he had no chance of winning.

"No no no!"

Manigold waved his hand dismissively and said, "I have no opinion on who owns this Saint Cloth."

"I just want to remind you that in the Sanctuary, it is forbidden for any Saint Seiya to kill each other!"

He gave Beck a warning look, then looked towards the stands and said, "As for the ownership of the Giant Saint Cloth, I think no one has more right to speak than Lord Sasha and His Holiness the Pope."

Not far away, in order to avoid provoking the original Giant Saint Beck, Wuxin resisted the temptation and did not take the Giant Saint Cloth. Instead, he silently increased the distance.

He knew very well that this holy armor had become a hot potato and was definitely not something that could be easily obtained.

Just then, Sasha's gentle voice came from the stands.

"Gentlemen, please hear me out!"

The noisy crowd in the stands immediately quieted down.

Sasha continued, "An unexpected event occurred in this battle for the Saint Cloth."

"The Giant Saint Cloth has chosen a new master while its original owner is still alive."

"They are all eligible to receive the Giant Cloth, but there is only one Giant Cloth."

"Therefore, the Pope and I have decided to have the two eligible candidates for the Cloth engage in another round of combat to determine the final ownership of the Cloth based on their strength."

"After this battle, no one shall question the ownership of the Giant Saint Cloth!"

Upon hearing this, the former Grand Duke Beck was extremely unwilling.

After all, he was the true owner of the Saint Cloth.

He simply couldn't swallow the thought of using his own Saint Cloth as a reward to fight someone else.

Fortunately, Sasha and the Pope did not directly strip him of his Saint Cloth, which was a stroke of good luck amidst misfortune.

In contrast, Wuxin breathed a long sigh of relief.

Deciding the final ownership of the Saint Cloth based on strength is not the best solution, but at least it can save face for both sides.

Perhaps the losing side is still resentful, but the difference in their strength is enough to shut them up and reduce a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"I will obey your orders, sir!"

Wu Xin immediately bowed to the stands to express his support.

Seeing this, Baker didn't say anything more and also indicated that he had no objection.

The Pope immediately gestured, "You two go and rest well. The gladiatorial combat will begin in an hour!"

"Yes!"