Saint Seiya: This Gemini is a bit of a pit

Since Teacher Aiolia appeared in front of him three years ago, this back mountain has become a secret training base for their master and disciple.

Here, the respected teacher Aiolia let him know what the power of a fighter is, and also let him understand the true meaning of speed, which allowed him to far surpass other students and develop real fighting skills...

Pegasus Meteor Fist!

It was with the power of the Pegasus Meteor Fist that he defeated the super big man Cassios and became one of the best in the class and even the entire elementary school.

Seiya knows that the results he has now are all because of Teacher Aiolia.

Therefore, he paid special attention to the individual instruction every night, eager to get better training from Teacher Aiolia and make his Pegasus Meteor Fist faster and stronger.

However, what surprised Seiya was that when he reached the top of the mountain panting, he did not see Aiolia, but instead saw someone who was extremely familiar to him.

"Uncle Dean?!"

Seeing Jia Long, Xingya was happy and surprised, and at the same time a little confused:

"Uncle Dean, why are you here, where is Teacher Aiolia?"

"He has something to do. Let me teach you today."

"what?!"

Xingya was a little confused, but Jia Long didn't explain much at all. He said to Xingya calmly:

"Xingya, it was my idea to let Aiolia guide your practice. Now you have been practicing with him for three years. Now, it's time for you to show me the results of your practice."

"Show results?!"

When Seiya heard this, he immediately became excited and said to Jia Long like a child showing off to his parents: "Uncle Dean, do you also want to see my Pegasus Meteor Fist?"

"Ah."

Jia Long nodded slightly, pointed at a huge boulder on the mountain, and ordered: "This is your opponent, Xingya, use your strongest Pegasus Meteor Fist to smash it."

"what?!"

Looking at the boulder that Jia Long pointed at that was as tall as a person, Xingya was dumbfounded: "Break... break the stone?"

"Why can't you do it?"

"I...of course I can!"

Seiya's biggest characteristic is that he never gives in. When he was provoked by Jia Long, his blood immediately rushed to his head and he raised his fist towards the boulder in front of him.

"Pegasus Meteor Fist!"

bang bang bang~

As the fist shadow appeared, stone chips flew all over the boulder, but the blood on Seiya's fist also flew all over the place. No matter how hard he tried, and even though his fist was bleeding, he still couldn't break the boulder.

"Okay, stop."

Seeing that Seiya continued to attack regardless, Jia Long shouted to stop, and then said to the dejected Seiya:

"Seiya, do you know why you can't break this stone?"

"Well, Teacher Aiolia said it's because my Pegasus Meteor Fist isn't fast enough."

"He is right. If you have faster speed, you can indeed exert stronger power, but Seiya, do you know? Even at your current speed, you can break this stone."

"what?!"

"Seiya, the pursuit of speed is only a fighter's means, and destruction is the fighter's ultimate goal."

Seeing Xingya's confused look, Jia Long patiently pointed out:

"The destructive power of your Pegasus Meteor Fist is insufficient because your attack method is too scattered.

Seiya, if you can concentrate all the dispersed power of the Pegasus Meteor Fist and focus all your attacks on one point, then you will find that you have gathered all the meteors in this punch...

It will bloom like a comet in an instant! "

"comet?"

After hearing Jia Long's instructions, Seiya couldn't help but said with fascination: "Uncle Dean, do you think that meteors can turn into comets that sweep across the stars when they gather together?"

"That's right, this variation of Meteor Fist can also be called... Pegasus Comet Fist!"

"Pegasus Comet Fist?!"

"Ah."

Jia Long nodded and saw that Xingya was enlightened and eager to try. He immediately pointed at the boulder again and said expectantly:

"Seiya, now you can try to use this Pegasus Comet Fist to break it."

"it is good!"

When Seiya heard this, he immediately became excited again. Regardless of the injury on his hand, he waved his fist at the boulder.

"Pegasus Comet Fist!"

"You kid is too impatient. Even if Comet Fist is just a variant of Meteor Fist, I only told you the principle once. How could you do it so easily... Huh?!"

Xingya's performance was beyond Jia Long's expectations. Before Jia Long could finish his words, he saw Xingya's blooming fists coming together, and with a loud bang, the boulder was hit to pieces.

"Uncle Dean, I succeeded! You are right, as long as the Meteor Fist is gathered at one point, it can explode with greater destructive power!"

"Uh~"

Looking at Seiya standing beside the cracked boulder and jumping for joy, even Jia Long's calm heart couldn't help but be surprised.

Fighting genius!

After Saga, another fighting genius appears!

Back then, Jia Long was extremely envious of Saga's fighting talent that was comparable to the quadratic law. But now at a young age, Seiya's fighting talent is not inferior to Saga's back then.

"This little guy is really good at creating miracles. No wonder he can become the god-killing Pegasus..."

Jia Long felt extremely emotional.

Comparing their own hardships, Saga and Seiya showed their true talents, talents born for fighting!

He just mentioned an idea, and Seiya was able to immediately implement it into actual combat. This kind of terrifying fighting talent really makes Jia Long envious.

"This child Seiya doesn't need to bother to teach at all, but coaching such a child is simply too unfulfilling!

By the way, Zilong and the others won’t all be like this, right? "

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 511 Purple Dragon! Your surname is actually Zhao (Part )

at the same time.

The roof of the dormitory building of the elementary school of Hoshiko Academy.

Zilong stood naked on the eaves lazily, bathing in the afterglow of the setting sun and blowing in the gentle evening breeze. He felt that his body and mind were extremely peaceful and natural, as if he was about to fly away at any moment.

A golden light fell, and Shura appeared behind Zilong with a gloomy face.

"You brat, are you lazy here again? Where is your fighting spirit?"

"Teacher Shura, why should I have fighting spirit?"

"Why? Because my ideal is to be a brave dragon-slayer, and as my student, your ideal should be to become a dragon!"

Looking at Zilong's clean appearance, Shura suddenly became furious:

"Do you see how you look like an evil dragon now? You are not fierce at all. How can you be my Shura student? If you continue to look like this indifferent, believe it or not, I will chop you to death!"

"Teacher, there is an old saying in my hometown, which is that love comes from the heart. If you can stand here as cool as me, feeling the nature and blowing the evening breeze, maybe you will become gentle and get the favor of the female teacher in the school. I like it.”

"Really?! Cough! Who wants to be gentle? Who wants to be liked by a female teacher? Huh! Women will only affect the speed of my Shura's sword!"

"Teacher, why do you practice smiling in front of the mirror for a long time every day?"

"Shut up! You bastard, come here and practice quickly! Otherwise, I'll chop you to death!"

……

the next day.

As soon as Jia Long entered the teacher's office, he saw Shura sitting there with a blue face, looking even more fierce than before.

"Shura, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, it's just that the wind blew all night on the roof last night and I caught a little cold."

"?!"

Just when Jia Long was surprised, Shura obviously didn't want to say more on this topic. He sniffed and said, "Jia Long, are you going to teach Zilong tonight?"

"Ah."

"This child was born in the Dao realm. He has admired nature and natural things since he was a child. Although he is very talented, he lacks the most important fighting spirit to become a fighter. During this period, I am almost worried to death in order to stimulate his fighting spirit... Ah sneeze!"

"Maybe your method is wrong. Also, Shura, are you sure you were just blowing in the wind last night?"

"Of course I'm just blowing the wind. As someone who aspires to become a dragon-slaying hero, do I care about anything else?"

"Well, that's true, but why do I always feel that your temperament today seems to be a little different from yesterday..."

"Did you really feel the change in my temperament?"

"This... um."

"I didn't expect it to actually work, so tonight..."

"Shura, what are you mumbling?"

"It's nothing, Garen. I'll leave Purple Dragon to you today. You must not come back early... Well, you must find a way to inspire his fighting spirit!"

"Fighting spirit?"

Shura's words caused Jia Long to think.

Does Zilong have no fighting spirit?

It seems that this child's character is indeed like this.

In the comics, in order to stimulate Zilong's fighting spirit, even Mr. Tong Hu had to pretend to be sick and die.

However, Jia Long knows that Zilong is not without fighting spirit. On the contrary, his fighting spirit is stronger than anyone else, but he often needs the people he cares about to help him burn it.

For example, when Tong Hu pretends to be dead, for example, when Chunli is in trouble, for example, when Seiya and the other four Xiaoqiang are in crisis...

"Who does Zilong care about?"

Jia Long suddenly thought of something, that is, when the Twins Orphanage adopted Zilong, he would always ask the people at the orphanage: Who is his father?

"Maybe we can take advantage of this."

With thoughts in mind, Jia Long started another day of herding sheep. Today, the three goddesses of justice also did not appear.

evening.

The roof of the dormitory building of the elementary school of Hoshiko Academy.

Just as Zilong was enjoying the natural happiness like he did every day, Jialong appeared in front of him.

"Uncle Dean?!"

"Zilong, put on your clothes, I will take you to a place and tell you a story."

"Uncle Dean, where do you want to take me and what story do you want to tell me?"

"I'm going to take you to Lushan Mountain in the Dao Domain and tell you your father's story."

"what?!"

Zilong's eyes widened when he heard this, and he no longer looked as if everything didn't matter. He looked at Jia Long longingly:

"Uncle Dean, do you know who my father is?"

"Of course, your father is a great man, but right now, you are not qualified to know his story."

"Qualifications? Uncle Dean..."

"Don't ask any more, I won't tell you. If you want to know your father's story, you have to do one thing to prove that you are qualified!"

"What?"

"Let the Lushan Waterfall flow backwards!"