Starting from Dragon Ball

Chapter 167 The Coming Pope, the Powerful Shion

A large number of apprentice Saints and reserve Saints have gathered, and the number may have exceeded a thousand. And this is just the beginning. As time goes by, the number of apprentice Saints and reserve Saints in the Sanctuary will continue to improve until all eighty-eight Saints are full, or the Holy War begins.

This also means that most of them actually have no chance of becoming official Saints.

Not to mention gold and silver, even bronze won’t have any chance.

"Chen, this time my brother said that the strongest one should be Saga, Shaka."

"Did you see that? Those two people!"

"Those two are very strong. Even my brother said he didn't have the slightest confidence."

"Besides, there's that one and this one over here. See? That one's called Camus, and this one's called Milo. It's said that they've also realized the microcosm."

"His strength should not be underestimated, but he is still weaker than my brother."

Aiolia spoke to Jiang Chen in a low voice, introducing the surrounding situation to Jiang Chen.

In the introduction of Aiolia.

Jiang Chen finally got to know the Golden Saints of this era, or the future.

Gemini Gold Saints Saga and Kanon, Virgo Gold Saint Shaka, Capricorn Gold Saint Shura, Scorpio Gold Saint Milo, Aquarius Gold Saint Camus, plus the future Leo Gold Saint Aiolia, and his brother Sagittarius Gold Saint Aiolos.

The future Gold Saints are almost all here.

The only ones missing are the rookie duo and Aries Gold Saint Mu.

But it is also normal. It is likely that there are still thirteen years before the plot begins.

It happened to be the golden period of growth for this group of people.

It is normal to meet in the Holy Land nowadays.

After all, even the Gold Saint needs to practice in the Sanctuary before he can move forward into the future.

Jiang Chen didn't even doubt that the rookie duo might be among the thousands of people.

It’s just that it can’t be compared with these emerging ones.

"quiet!"

The noisy sound spread, and at this moment a powerful voice sounded.

Then a huge small universe came crashing down.

Immediately, the faces of the people who were speaking turned pale.

The surrounding sounds also stopped abruptly at this moment.

Even Aiolia's face changed slightly, and a hint of red appeared.

Jiang Chen also felt a strong sense of oppression.

“Is this the power of the microcosm?”

"Is it really incredible?"

Jiang Chen muttered to himself, his eyes brightening at this moment.

Begin to feel this power carefully.

At the very center, the descending figure seemed to have sensed something strange and looked over involuntarily.

But I didn't notice anything.

Shake his head.

Then I stopped caring about it.

"Boom!"

At this moment, when everyone was silent, a clear bell sounded instantly, resounding throughout the entire holy land and reaching everyone's hearts.

Suddenly, everyone seemed to feel a little more at peace.

And as this feeling spread.

An extremely rich golden light spread out from the Temple of Athena at the top of the sanctuary and spread to the entire sanctuary.

On the distant mountain, there was a sudden flash of light, and an extremely majestic aura surged. A soft and terrifying golden light suddenly appeared, and then instantly tore through the sky and fell towards the square.

The light fell.

Only then did everyone see clearly who was coming.

It was a figure wearing the papal robe and holding the papal scepter.

Behind him are five Silver Saints.

And the moment they arrived, everyone's eyes were involuntarily focused on them.

But the field of vision seemed to be unconsciously stretched infinitely.

At this moment, all the trainee Saints, even the reserve Saints, held their breath.

Sweat was oozing out of his forehead.

Even when their gazes converged, everyone couldn't help but feel a hint of terror.

"So strong!"

Jiang Chen's heart was in turmoil. Even with his current strength, he felt an unprecedented terror when he sensed it.

This terrifying strength is probably even stronger than when he was in his prime without transformation.

Of course this is normal.

At this moment, other people didn't know who that figure was.

Jiang Chen knew it clearly.

Shion, one of the Aries Gold Saints, Mu's mentor, and one of the only two Gold Saints who survived the last Holy War, along with Roshan Dohko.

How strong is Shion in his peak state? He has almost invincible power, all five stats are full and his skills are flawless. Although Saga also has powerful strength and the title of "Incarnation of God", he still cannot compare with Shion in his peak state in terms of stats and skills.

In the original work, it was because Shion was old, and he was ambushed and killed by Saga. In the anime, he died of old age. Saga ambushed Alex, and Shion's real strength was absolutely the best in this era, except for Dohko.

His eyes were filled with excitement, and the blood in his body seemed to be burning.

That was the Saiyan genes throbbing when they sensed a powerful existence.

Of course he was throbbing inside.

Others are full of longing.

As the light falls.

"Meet the Pope!"

All around, figures knelt on one knee, whether they were students or Saints-in-waiting, and their expressions were extremely respectful.

This is the Pope.

In the present day when Athena has not descended, he is the supreme existence in the Sanctuary.

On the high platform, Pope Shion, wearing an ancient papal robe, glanced at everyone in the venue and then nodded slightly.

"Everyone, young men, you will all be Athena's most loyal and brave warriors...!"

"I look forward to the day when you become official Saints and fight to protect the earth and Athena."

Shi Ang's old voice sounded.

As his words fell.

The sound of thunder and sea roared again around.

"Protect the earth, protect Athena!"

The sounds were like waves.

It was not until a moment later that Shi Ang pressed lightly.

"Everyone, as a test of your integrity and courage, a total of twelve sacred garments will appear this time, including the Silver Sacred Garment of Cetus."

As soon as the words fell, twelve streams of light fell from the sky and instantly landed around the square.

The most eye-catching one is the one emitting a silver-white light.

When the trainee Saints and reserve Saints saw the silver light, their eyes widened.

And in their excitement.

Behind Shiang, a Silver Saint quickly walked out.

Announce the rules of the Sanctuary Competition to everyone.

The rules are simple.

Twelve sacred garments.

Thirty-six people will be selected from among thousands of people for this Holy Land Martial Arts Competition.

These thirty-six people will come into contact with the Holy Cloth, and eventually gain its recognition, and then they can become new Saints.

As for the competition of thirty-six people.

Through fighting.

Thousands of Saints from the Sanctuary and reserve Saints will participate.

Thirty arenas were used to select thirty-six candidates.

Following the announcement of the Silver Saint, high platforms rose up above the square.

Exactly thirty-six.

One thousand people will be assigned to thirty-six arenas one after another. Those who can stay on the arena and win a hundred games in a row will have a qualification.

Once you fail, you will have the chance to challenge other arenas, a total of three times. If you fail three times, you will be automatically eliminated.

The rules were announced.

At the same time, streams of light fell on everyone.

Jiang Chen took a look and found that he was actually on the stage in front of him.

"Chen, I seem to be on the number one ring!"

"Now we're in big trouble!"

Aiolia next to him was a little flustered and spoke subconsciously.

"what happened?"

He looked towards Aiolia with a confused look on his face.

But he soon understood what was going on, because the person on the No. 1 ring was actually Garlon.

Jiang Chen looked at Garlon and then at Aiolia, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Then he shook his head.

Although Aiolia is also a future Gold Saint, his strength is not weak among the Saints.

But that's not compared with anyone.

Compared with Garlon, Jiang Chen could tell the difference between the two at a glance. Garlon's aura was even stronger than the reserve Saint Seiya who had just been knocked unconscious by him. Aiolia was only on the verge of comprehending the microcosm so far, and he hadn't even comprehended the microcosm yet. The gap was not a little bit.

"Don't resist!"

After thinking about it, Jiang Chen's heart moved, and a breath of energy was directly input into Aiolia.

"This is?"

Aiolia was a little flustered at first, but soon he felt a powerful force surging into his body, and his eyes widened instantly.

"Just fight well!"

"You should also soon comprehend the microcosm!"

Jiang Chen spoke softly.

He was not simply helping Aiolia and inputting Qi into Aiolia. There was another reason, which was to use Aiolia's actions to see if he could gain further insights into the microcosm.

"Oh oh oh!"

"It feels so powerful!"

Aiolia's panic at this moment completely turned into excitement.

At this moment he could feel that he seemed to have become much stronger.

Jiang Chen smiled.

The figure walked towards the arena not far away.

At this moment, one figure after another also began to move.

The competition began at this moment.

……

On the high platform
Pope Shion spoke in a gentle voice as he looked at the figure walking back after making the announcement.

"Alex, how many Saints do you think will be born this year?"

As the words rang out, Shiang seemed to be asking questions, but the eyes beneath the mask seemed to see through everything.

"Your Holiness, this time, the harvest should be very good. Those little guys have all comprehended the microcosm, and one of them has even touched the sixth sense!"

Alex bowed and answered with great respect.

Even though this person is his brother, and because Shi Ang's body has been aging over the years and he has gradually become the de facto Pope in the Holy Land, he still dare not neglect him in the slightest.

This is the holy land, and the person in front of us has only one identity, that is the Pope.

"Has anyone touched the sixth sense?"

"Is it the little guy named Saga?"

Shi Ang's eyes lit up and he spoke with interest.

"Your Holiness, no, it's the Shaka that was brought back last year."

Alex shook his head and spoke respectfully.

"Shaka?"

“I heard he’s the reincarnation of Buddha!”

"It seems that in this holy war, our Sanctuary will have a greater chance."

After hearing Alex's answer, Shiang was stunned for a moment, then he smiled again.

"Yes, Your Holiness."

"Besides, Saga and Aiolos, these two little guys are also very talented, and I'm afraid they won't be much inferior."

"The chances we have this time around are definitely greater."

Alex nodded, and then spoke with the same emotion.

"That's really exciting."

"By the way, I have already made an agreement with my old friend at Mount Lu that there will be five spots this year, and we will select them from this competition."

"I don't have much time, I have to speed up the process."

Shi Ang seemed to have thought of something, and his soft voice sounded again.

"Your Majesty the Pope!"

Alex's heart tightened and he subconsciously wanted to speak.

"Don't worry, I should be able to hold on for another ten years."

"As for the rest, I'm afraid I'll have to rely on you, Alex."

Shi Ang chuckled and shook his head, speaking in a nonchalant manner.

After more than two hundred years, he has already seen through a lot.

The end of life means nothing to him.

The only thing that worried him was the next holy war.

However, seeing the thriving Holy Land, his worries were inevitably reduced a lot.

Alex was silent.

None of the Silver Saints around approached, and they all consciously retreated behind.

While the two were talking.

The competition has begun.

On the first stage,

Garlon was the first to appear.

With Garlon's extremely arrogant personality, he quickly attracted hatred.

Three reserve Saints rushed forward one after another.

It was obvious that although Garlon deserved a beating, his strength was real. The three reserve Saints were thrown down in just one encounter and had almost no power to resist.

"It's really weak!"

"How can you continue to stay in the Holy Land when you are so weak?"

"Hahahaha!"

"Does Athena rely on a bunch of losers like you to protect her?"

Garlon's triumphant voice echoed, causing the faces of the three reserve Saints who had just been knocked out of the ring to turn pale.

"asshole!"

Some people couldn't help but curse inwardly, but there was nothing they could do at the moment.

They were indeed no match for Garlon.

Continuing up would only bring humiliation upon oneself.

Instead, three opportunities will be wasted.

The retreat of the three people made Garlon even more proud.

He began to mock even more unscrupulously.