"Teacher Arubio, are you sure his name is Oni, not Oni...?"
Including Jia Long, all the little fighters looked disappointed.
What kind of Andromeda is this?
It was obviously a big shark that had landed on the beach!
Fortunately, Milo still thinks about him deeply...
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In an instant, everyone looked at Milo.
At this moment, Milo was looking straight at the majestic Andromeda One, as if he was in a daze.
"Oni... where is my Oni?"
No one knows how much Milo paid for this moment, which made him unable to accept the reality at all.
At this time, Arrubio ignored the dumbfounded Milo and continued to introduce to everyone loudly:
"Oni, like you, was a candidate fighter on Fairy Island before. Now he has defeated all competitors and obtained the Andromeda Saint Cloth. He is already a Bronze Saint who protects the earth."
"He is your role model."
"According to the convention of the Holy Land, you guys have to call him Lord Oni!"
"Lord Oni..."
All the little fighters looked at Oni with eyes full of Gaoshan Yangzhi.
Even Jia Long is no exception.
After traveling for more than a year, he knew very clearly that in the eyes of people in this world, the end of the universe is the fighter, and the end of the fighter is the Saint Seiya.
All the fighting geniuses from all over the world were concentrated in the Holy Domain, but only 88 Saints could be produced.
The Andromeda One in front of me is one of them.
At this time, under the envious gazes of the little fighters, Oni turned slightly to reveal the simple bronze box he was carrying behind him, with the pattern of Andromeda engraved on it, and a beautiful woman wrapped in chains.
"Andromeda's Cloth?!"
The little fighters' pupils shrank one after another, showing eagerness and curiosity. They wanted to open the holy cloak box immediately and see the legendary Andromeda holy cloak.
However, there were also two people who didn't seem so eager.
One is Jia Long. After all, he has seen the appearance of the Fairy Saint Cloth in the comics of his previous life. He is more curious about what kind of disaster it will be for the meat-like Oni in front of him to put on the enchanting Andromeda Saint Cloth.
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The other one is Milo.
He was not in the mood to pay attention to the fairy holy clothes.
All his thoughts were on Oni's majestic body, especially the exaggerated fighting pants on the opponent's legs, which seemed to be slapping him hard in the face.
Milo wanted to cry but had no tears.
However, what made him want to cry even more was...
When Arubio asked who would be the first to challenge Oni, the little fighters took a step back together with a tacit understanding, leaving Milo alone in front of the mountain-like Andromeda.
After all, facing a real Saint Seiya for the first time, everyone was still very unsure.
Fortunately, Milo was standing in front of me, so I could ask for directions.
What's more, this was what Milo himself requested yesterday.
Everyone just abides by the agreement.
Well, that's it.
"you……"
Milo glanced at everyone with great grief and anger, then gritted his teeth and faced Andromeda Oni. He had no choice but to do everything possible to arrange a fight... and he wanted to finish it with tears in his eyes.
"Lord Oni!"
Looking at Oni's bulging figure, all Milo's grief and anger turned into fighting spirit:
"You liar, put on your Andromeda Saint Cloth, I, Milo, will fight you!"
"fraud?"
Andromeda Oni was a little confused, feeling that this little guy named Milo seemed to have a lot of resentment towards him.
However, he didn't care.
He came to the sanctuary this time to accept an important mission. As for the battle with the first echelon, he was just doing it on the way, as entrusted by his teacher.
He's just a candidate fighter, but he hasn't put it in his eyes yet.
Put the casket down casually.
Oni stood condescendingly in front of Milo.
"According to regulations, saints can only fight in holy clothes when executing justice or endangering their lives. I don't think you have the ability to threaten my life."
"You'll regret it!"
The contempt of his opponent made Milo even more furious. He stopped talking nonsense and burst out with all his speed. He raised his hands with bright red nails and pointed his fingers at Oni like a machine gun.
咻咻咻~
Milo has been training with the Holy Domain Master since he was young. Although he is not interested in fighting and killing due to his personality, his strength is firmly in the middle of the first echelon.
Now he is furious and attacks with all his strength. His fingertips flicker like Bailan blooming, which is a bit like the shadow of the world-famous ice spear fighting skill.
"Milo is so fierce?"
"He has never been weak. He grew up with Lord Narcissus. Lord Narcissus, like Mr. Arubio, is one of the famous Four Saints of Silver."
"Mu, how do you know so clearly?"
"Because I have known Milo and Master Narcissus since I was a child, and I was lucky enough to meet the Ice Spear Baiya Xuanlan once!"
"So, Milo is safe in this game?"
"Well, it's a sure win."
Just as the little fighters were talking about each other, Milo's finger shadow had already pierced towards Andromeda Oni with a scream that broke through the sky.
However, Oni still didn't care.
The moment the finger shadow approached, Oni's majestic body vibrated slightly, as if some kind of power exploded in his body, and a nebula-like air flow rose up on his body...
In an instant, the finger shadows all over the sky stopped abruptly, and without exception, they were all shot away by this strange airflow.
Immediately afterwards, Oni grabbed Milo's arm with both hands and locked it with great precision.
At the same time, Oni's two thick and powerful thighs also rose up, clamping Milo's neck on the left and right, and his whole body was like a chain, tightly restraining Milo.
This is a standard wrestling move, and the posture is a bit like the legendary face-riding kill.
In an instant.
Milo suddenly felt the smell of the sea coming to his face.
There was a "bang" sound.
Milo was chained to the ground, frothing at the mouth and fainted. It was not known whether he was suffocated by Oni's violent power or was fainted by the smell of the sea.
In short, Milo was brutally killed by Oni, and his defeat was both complete and humiliating.
"Hiss~"
The faces of the young fighters watching the battle turned pale.
Jia Long couldn't help but close his eyes and couldn't bear to look directly.
He didn't know how Milo was feeling at this time, but he knew that this battle would definitely stain Milo, the future Scorpio Golden Saint, for his entire life.
What a shame!
"Okay, Milo has experienced the power of Saint Seiya personally, now it's your turn!"
The only happy person at the scene was Arubio.
Speaking of which, recruiting Andromeda Ooni this time was a coincidence. Originally, according to the normal teaching arrangements of the fighter training camp, the opponents of the first echelon at this stage should be ordinary fighters.
But the performance of Jia Long and others before was too eye-catching and too arrogant.
How can young people be too arrogant?
This is not conducive to growth.
That's why he changed his plan temporarily, taking advantage of the opportunity when his disciples on Fairy Island came to the sanctuary to accept the mission, and asked them to take time to come and carry out a dimensionality reduction strike to dampen the spirit of the first echelon.
I have to say, the effect is very good.
"Before awakening the small universe, the gap between you and the Saints was too big. In order to let you better feel the power of the Saints, this time, I can allow you to come together."
Seeing that the little fighters were a little sluggish, Arrubio relaxed the conditions and gave the little fighters a chance to fight in groups.
Unexpectedly, this aroused a person's pride.
It's Saga.
"We don't need to go together. As long as Garen and I join forces, we can defeat him!"