Even if Mr. Mu didn't say it, Yang Tai would definitely not miss this opportunity. Wu Xiaoqiang's bronze holy clothes are definitely worth more than ordinary silver holy clothes, especially the Pegasus holy clothes. After the struggle of the Pegasus in the past generations , the background can be said to be frighteningly strong, and among the 88 constellations of holy clothes, it is definitely second to none.
While thinking about it, Yang Tai put down his work and followed Mr. Mu out. "Do you want to repair the real holy clothes? I would like to take a look."
Mr. Mu looked back at Yang Tai and twitched his mouth. "Um, Yang Tai, can you restrain the golden holy clothes on your body first?"
Yang Tai was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that in front of him, who was wearing golden holy clothes, the plainly dressed Mr. Mu was now just like a follower.
There is no way, the golden holy clothes are too dazzling, especially in the eyes of the saints. If the two of them go out like this, Zilong will definitely regard Yota as Mr. Mu.
Judging from the way Mr. Mu tested Zilong and pretended to be mysterious, this guy is obviously a sultry guy, and he doesn't really want to pretend to be a fool.
Yang Tai restrained his golden holy clothes obediently. At the same time, the small universe that had reached the peak of the eight senses also disappeared without a trace. The spirit that represented the soul and spirit was missing a corner. Yang Tai immediately felt that he His condition has declined significantly, and the original feeling of being close to the Silver Superman has also dropped a lot.
But what surprised him was that his small universe, which was supposed to have no feeling at all, actually had a vague sense of existence, like seeing flowers in the mist. Although this sense of existence was fleeting, Yang Tai didn't think it was... one's own illusion.
"Is this...the ability of self-evolution?" Yang Tai thought secretly: "Has even the soul begun to transform and evolve?"
It is definitely impossible for the soul to directly transform into the seventh and eighth senses. If the self-evolution ability has seven or eight thousand years, and the ability is strengthened to the limit, it may be achieved in just a few days. At this level, there is no need to dream now.
But if you only let your self-evolution ability and your soul evolve to the point where it is possible to ignite the small universe, it will be much easier. According to Yang Tai's estimation, it will take about three to five years?
As long as he can ignite the small universe, with Yang Tai's ability to directly absorb and obtain the insights of the small universe in the holy clothes, he can directly handle the remaining seventh sense, eighth sense, and even the so-called ninth sense of God by himself. "Learn". Guaranteed to upgrade faster than those hot-blooded heroes.
Later, he will beat up all the gods in the sky again. With the help of their divine clothes, he will not be able to fully learn the so-called small universe of gods.
Still thinking a little too far now, Yang Tai followed Mr. Mu out and happened to see Zilong standing at the door.
Without the golden holy clothes, Zilong took one look at the two of them and immediately decided that Mr. Mu, who was dressed somewhat similar to Guigui, was the real master - of course, the difference in appearance also accounted for a large part. .
Among the Saints, the strong ones do not necessarily have to be extremely handsome, but they must at least have some characteristics. For example, guys like Seiya and Leo Aiolia have hot-blooded looks on their faces, and the worse Taurus, At least you should be honest and honest, showing bravery and composure.
If you look like a certain Crab and don't have the evil and rampant temperament of the previous generation of Cancers, then you can basically be sure that you are cannon fodder or a parallel importer.
And Yang Taichang has that kind of ordinary handsomeness, which can be said to be unremarkable in the eyes of the Saints. So Zilong automatically regarded him as a follower.
Of course, as an apprentice, Yota didn't care. He just looked at the Draco Saint with curiosity.
In the original manga, the Bronze Five are strong and the Bronze Five are weak, but they are all the offspring of Mr. Mitsumasa Kido. At that time, this old man even had 100 children of similar age, all of whom were sent to be trained as Saints. In the end, they survived
The next 1/10 is the five small strong ones and the five small weak ones.
Yota couldn't figure out what the author Masami Kurumada was thinking about at that time? He just went head-on with the Hyakuko sacrifice in the Bible!
Mitsumasa Kido has 100 children, and they are all about the same age? Is this something that a normal person can do? Mitsumasa Kido was already an uncle at that time, right? With so much energy, he is not afraid of immediate trouble.
Sudden death? Not all of them are in vitro fertilization, right?
Although Zilong felt that Yang Tai's gaze was a bit strange, he didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, he looked at Mr. Mu: "Mr. Mu, can these holy clothes be repaired?"
At this time, Mr. Mu spoke with full force, saying that if he wanted to repair the Holy Cloth, he would need the blood of the Saint. And a Holy Cloth requires about 1/4 of the blood.
Two pieces require about half of a person's blood. For a Saint, this is also a dangerous amount that is fatal.
Zilong may be a hot-blooded guy. After hearing this, he immediately took off his shirt, revealing his ultimate form, and touched his wrists, causing blood to flow out. This means that he has a lot of blood and is not afraid of death.
Yang Tai watched for a long time, then turned to Takuki who was standing aside with a look of emotion on his face and said: "Isn't this guy a little stupid? He won't repair one thing first, and wait until he regains some strength.
Fix another one?”
"Uh..., doesn't it mean that his partner is in danger now and needs the help of the Holy Clothes?" Gui Gui blinked and said.
"He is stupid, and you are stupid too! To repair two holy clothes at one time, you have to pay half of your own blood. Even if he can save a life by then, he probably won't have much fighting power."
"In other words, even if this guy repairs two holy clothes at once, the only one he can use is his friend's. He himself can't go to the battlefield, so he is so anxious to repair his own holy clothes.
What are the clothes for?"
As soon as he said these words, Guigui turned his head and thought for a moment, Yeah?! That makes sense. What on earth does this guy want to do in repairing two holy clothes in such a hurry?
What Yang Tai said was not said in a low voice. Both Mr. Mu and Zilong heard it. Mr. Mu had an embarrassed look on his face, and Zilong also had a confused expression.
That's right, after losing half of your blood, even if you can save a life, you probably won't have much fighting power. It's impossible to catch up with this battle again, so why are you still working so hard?
Can't you just repair Pegasus's Holy Cloth first? It shouldn't be a problem if you wait a day or two and then repair your own Draco, right?