All People's Reincarnation: Awaken the Strongest Dual Talents at the Beginning

Yanhuang Country, Yuncheng.

It was almost dusk.

Yan Qing and Guo Lei were both wearing casual T-shirts, shorts and flip-flops, with one hand in their trouser pockets and a can of Fat Otaku Happy Water in the other, strolling on the street.

"Gulp gulp~, how about we have hotpot tonight? Burp~~!"

Guo Lei drank a can of wine, then took out another can from somewhere and opened the pull ring.

Phew~!

"Row."

Yan Qing thought about it and decided to eat hotpot, as he hadn’t eaten it for a long time.

The tender beef and mutton, whether it is the spicy hot pot in Sichuan or the copper pot shabu-shabu hot pot in Beijing.

Serve with sesame oil or sesame paste~!

Slurp~!

He sipped his saliva as he thought about it.

"Go, go, go now!"

"Okay, I'll go call them!"

After Guo Lei finished speaking, a Flying Thunder God disappeared on the spot.

They? Which they?

What the hell!

"Let's get a feather duster, just the two of us..."

By the time Yan Qing reacted, Guo Lei had disappeared, which made him panic.

The "" that Guo Lei was talking about were undoubtedly the members of the Masked Team.

He hasn't figured out how to face Ye Qingxuan and Su Qianqian yet.

He is not the kind of straight man who can't see anything, and he knows a little about the two women's thoughts.

It’s just that everyone was busy clearing the dungeon before, and didn’t express anything to each other.

In a delicate balance.

But Bai Xuepiang's last appearance seemed to have broken this balance, causing Ye Qingxuan and Bai Xuepiang to be eager for him to give a clear attitude.

He was afraid that if he didn't explain well, it would affect the unity of the team, which would be a big loss.

It is said that personal feelings are not suitable for appearing in a team, and Yan Qing has now realized this.

Just as he was brainstorming to find a far-fetched excuse.

Suddenly, a purple-black light curtain spread out from the horizon, as if the fiery clouds at dusk were changed into purple-black piece by piece.

"Huh? Space illusion? There's something there!"

Yan Qing threw the Coke can in his hand into the trash can on the side of the road, and then watched with interest as patches of purple and black completely covered the sky.

After the sky turned completely purple and black, the scenery on the roadside appeared next.

Pedestrians, shops, green belts, and roads disappeared one by one, and the entire space turned purple-black.

"Is this the guy? I'm really looking forward to it."

A cold and arrogant voice suddenly sounded, and a white man wearing golden armor with exaggerated wing shapes slowly walked out from the purple-black light curtain.

"Golden Cloth...Saint Seiya!"

When Yan Qing saw the visitor's attire, he was confused at first, and then his expression became more serious.

Golden Saint!

He is a fierce man whose ordinary attacks can exceed the speed of light and who can shatter stars if he is serious.

But the next second, he calmed down again.

The number one on the top 100 list is only Clark, a worthless star.

Although the person who came was wearing a gold armor, if he had really reached the level of a gold saint, he should have surpassed Clark long ago.

and so……

At first glance, you can tell that he is just a weakling.

but……

That holy garment looks really intimidating, so we should not take it lightly.

With the central idea that dog's life is most important, Yan Qing raised his vigilance and kept the energy in his body ready to be mobilized at any time.

Immediately afterwards, several figures appeared outside the light curtain.

Two white people wearing silver holy robes, and a yellow man wearing black leather clothes.

Two Silver Saints...

As for the yellow man...

The Holy Fighting Team belongs to Europa, so the only yellow person in Europa who has a grudge against him is Xia Wei.

Taking all the circumstances into consideration, Yan Qing immediately analyzed the identity of the visitor.

Xia Wei, the father of the supernova Xia Wufeng who was killed by him!

But it's not over yet.

After that.

Fourteen more reincarnations wearing holy robes of various colors appeared.

Judging from the colorful styles, they should all be bronze armors, which corresponds to the C-level strength of a reincarnationist.

This level is not worth mentioning.

"Captain of the Masked Squad, Yan Ba, right?"

Xia Wei spoke with an angry look on his face. Finally they were face to face, so he still wanted to confirm it.

"That's right, my dear son. You must be Xia Wufeng's father, the traitor who defected to Europa."

"You~!"

Although the other party's identity was confirmed, the name was really poisonous. Xia Wei was also furious and accidentally suffered a loss.

"I'm curious how you found me."

Yan Qing ignored Xia Wei and turned his gaze to... the Silver Saint, Gigantic, Niels, who was standing a little behind.

"Huh? Why are you asking me?"

Niels was stunned for a moment, then he noticed that Yan Qing was looking straight at him. After a moment of stalemate, he couldn't help but ask back in confusion.

"Because your aura, or what you call your microcosm, the microcosm energy hidden in your body is much stronger than that of the previous Gold Saint, so... you are the main force this time."

After the previous wave of enhancement and the experience in the Shushan world, Yan Qing's energy level has completely surpassed the primary copy world, and he can clearly sense the different levels of microcosmic energy of the people opposite him.

And in his perception, the strength ranking of the opponents was completely different from their apparent positions.

Theoretically speaking, the Gold Saint is stronger than the Silver Saint.

Their current position is indeed that the Gold Saint is in front.

However, in Yan Qing's perception, the one with the strongest aura on the opposite side was the Silver Saint standing at the back, followed by the Gold Saint standing in the front, then Xia Wei, and finally the other Silver Saint with a horse head.

Among the 18 people on the opposite side, only the strength of these four people is unpredictable. The others, who are just useless people wearing colorful battle uniforms, are not even worth analyzing.

"Hehe, it seems that the prophecy does make sense. Your strength is not as simple as the public knows."

Niels took two steps forward calmly and stood in front of Elers who was wearing the golden armor.

"It is me, Niels, the Giant Lord, who is leading the team this time."

"Refuse to sit? What kind of seat is that?"

Yan Qing didn't know much about the Saint Seiya. After recalling it, he couldn't remember whether there was such a constellation among the Silver Saints.

"It's a giant, not a rejection."

"Um, okay, but you haven't answered my question yet, how did you find me."

"Humph, it seems that you really know nothing about the power of the Giant Lord Cloth. It doesn't hurt to tell you that I can predict future events through the power of the Cloth. It is also through this power that I can lock on your specific identity."

The power of prophecy? This is really unpredictable.

Hearing this answer, Yan Qing actually relaxed a little.

The ability to predict is indeed a bug, but not every force possesses it. In other words, their identities were not exposed, but were found by those who used cheats.

The problem is not big.

With his current strength, the possibility of winning against the four A-level reincarnations on the opposite side is not great, but there is no problem in saving his life.

However, he is not alone.

The opponent didn't know that Guo Lei had already used Flying Thunder God to shake people off. As long as he could hold on for a moment, the masked team would gather.

I guess it’s enough to make the 18 people on the opposite side drink a pot of wine.

Even if they risked their lives and exerted all their strength, it was not impossible to leave all eighteen people here.

So, he now needs to delay time and wait for his teammates to arrive so that he will be more confident.

"Prophecy? It's a powerful ability, but since it can predict my position and identity, it should also be able to predict the outcome of this battle, right? So in the end, will I die? Or will you die?"

Yan Qing asked.

"Since we are already here, the result is self-evident."