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 thousands, 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 88 Saints are full or the Holy War begins. This will not stop.

And this also means that most of them actually have no chance to become formal Saints.

Let alone gold and silver, even bronze will not have any chance.

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

"Did you see it, those two people!"

"Those two are very strong, even my brother said that he has no confidence at all."

"In addition, there is that one and this one here, see, that one is called Camus, this one is called Milo, it is said that they have also comprehended the microcosm."

"The strength should not be underestimated, but it is still weaker than my brother."

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

In Aioria's introduction

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

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

The future Gold Saints are almost all here.

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

But it's also normal, there are probably still thirteen years before the plot starts.

It's just the time for this group of golds to grow up.

It's normal to meet them in the Sanctuary now.

After all, even the Gold Saints need to practice in the Sanctuary before they can reach the future.

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

It's just that they can't be compared with these emerging ones.

"Silence!"

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

Then a huge microcosm came crashing over.

The faces of the people who were speaking turned pale.

The surrounding voices also stopped at this moment.

Even Aioria'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?"

"It's really incredible?"

Jiang Chen muttered to himself, and his eyes lit up at this moment.

He began to feel this power carefully.

In the center, the figure who descended seemed to have noticed something strange, and his eyes looked over involuntarily.

But he didn't notice anything.

He shook his head.

And then he stopped caring.

"Boom!"

At this moment, under the silence of everyone, a crisp bell sounded instantly, and it instantly resounded throughout the holy land and spread to everyone's heart.

Instantly, everyone seemed to have a sense of peace in their hearts.

And as this feeling spread,

A rich golden light spread out from the top of the Holy Land, where the Temple of Athena was located, and spread to the entire Holy Land.

On the distant mountain, a stream of light suddenly flashed, and a majestic breath surged. A soft and terrifying golden light suddenly appeared, and then instantly tore through the sky and fell towards the square.

The light fell.

Everyone could see the person clearly.

It was a figure wearing the Pope's crown and holding the Pope's scepter.

Behind him were five silver Saints.

And at the moment when several people came, everyone's eyes were involuntarily focused on them.

But the vision seemed to be unconsciously pulled away endlessly.

At this moment, one by one, the apprentice Saints, even the reserve Saints, held their breath.

There was sweat seeping out of their foreheads.

Even if they only looked at each other, everyone's eyes couldn't help but feel a touch of horror.

"So strong!"

Jiang Chen's heart was fluctuating. Even with his current strength, he felt an unprecedented horror when he perceived it.

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

Of course, this is also normal.

At this moment, other people don’t know who that figure is.

Jiang Chen knows 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 with Lushan Tonghu.

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

In the original work, it was because Shion was old and was attacked by Saga. In the anime, this one died of old age. Saga attacked Alex. Shion’s real burst of strength is absolutely the best in this era, except for Tonghu.

His eyes were excited, and the blood in his body seemed to be burning.

That was the Saiyan gene throbbing when he sensed a powerful existence.

Of course, his heart was beating.

Others were looking forward to it.

As the light fell.

"Greetings, His Holiness 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 time when Athena has not descended, he is the supreme existence in the Sanctuary.

On the high platform, Pope Shion, wearing an ancient papal robe, swept his eyes over everyone in the venue, and then nodded slightly.

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

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

Shion's old voice rose.

As his words fell.

The surroundings were once again swept by the sound of mountains and tsunamis.

"Protect the earth, protect Athena!"

The voices were like waves.

It was not until a moment later that Shion pressed lightly.

"Everyone, as a test of your integrity and courage, there will be a total of twelve holy clothes, including the silver holy clothes of Cetus."

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

The most eye-catching one was a place emitting silver-white light.

When the trainee saints and reserve saints saw the silver light, their eyes were a little straight.

And in their excitement.

Behind Shion, a silver saint quickly walked out.

Announce the rules of the Sanctuary Tournament to everyone.

The rules are very simple.

Twelve holy clothes.

This Sanctuary Tournament will select thirty-six people from these thousands of people.

These thirty-six people will touch the holy clothes, and finally get the approval of the holy clothes, and then they can become new saints.

As for the competition of the thirty-six people.

It will be through fighting.

Thousands of saints and reserve saints in the Sanctuary will participate.

Thirty arenas, thirty-six candidates will be selected.

With the announcement of the Silver Saint.

On the square, high platforms rose up one after another.

There were exactly thirty-six of them.

One thousand people will be assigned to the 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 they fail, they can have the opportunity to challenge other arenas, a total of three times. If they fail three times, they 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 in the arena in front of him.

"Chen, I seem to be in the No. 1 arena!"

"This is a big trouble!"

And Aioria next to him was a little flustered and spoke subconsciously.

"What's wrong?"

He looked at Aioria with a puzzled look.

But he soon understood what was going on, because it was Garlon who was in the No. 1 arena at the moment.

Looking at Garlon and then at Aioria, Jiang Chen's mouth twitched a little.

Then he shook his head.

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

But who is he comparing with?

Compared with Garlon, Jiang Chen can almost see the difference between the two at a glance. Garlon's aura is stronger than the reserve Saint who was just knocked unconscious by him. Aioria is only on the verge of comprehending the microcosm so far, and he has not even comprehended the microcosm yet. The gap is not a little bit.

"Don't resist!"

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

"What is this?"

Aioria was a little flustered at first, but soon he felt a strong force pouring into his body, and his eyes widened instantly.

"Just fight well!"

"You should also comprehend the microcosm soon!"

Jiang Chen whispered.

He was not simply helping Aioria and inputting the aura into Aioria. There was another reason, that is, with the help of Aioria's hands, he could see if he could further comprehend the microcosm.

"Oh, oh, oh!"

"What a powerful feeling!"

Aioria'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 kicked off at this moment.

...

On the high platform

Looking at the figure who announced and walked back, Pope Shion spoke with a gentle voice.

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

When the words sounded, Shion seemed to be asking, but the eyes under the mask seemed to see through everything.

"Your Highness, 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 if this one is his brother, and because Shion's body has become more and more old in recent years, he has gradually become the actual Pope in the Holy Land, and he dare not neglect it at all.

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?"

Shiang's eyes lit up, and he spoke with interest.

"My Lord Pope, no, it's the Shaka who was brought back last year."

Alex shook his head and spoke respectfully.

"Saga?"

"I heard he is the reincarnation of Buddha!"

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

Listening to Alex's answer, Shion was stunned for a moment, and then smiled again.

"Yes, Your Majesty the Pope."

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

"The opportunities we have are really going to be greater this time around."

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 over at Lushan. There will be five places this year. Let's choose from this competition."

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

Shion seemed to have thought of something, and sounded again with a soft voice.

"Your Majesty the Pope!"

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

"Don't worry, I should be able to support it for more than ten years."

"As for the rest, I'm afraid I can only rely on you, Alex."

Shion chuckled and shook his head, his words were free and easy.

In more than two hundred years, he has seen too much.

The end of life is nothing to him.

The only thing that worried him was the knowledge of the next jihad to break out.

But now that he saw that the sanctuary was prosperous, his worries were much lessened.

Alex was silent.

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

While the two were talking.

The competition has begun.

On the first stage,

Garen was the first to appear.

With Gallon's extremely arrogant temper, he quickly attracted hatred.

Three preparatory saints rushed forward one after another.

It's just obvious that although Garen deserves a beating, his strength is genuine. The three preparatory saints were thrown off after just one encounter, leaving them almost defenseless.

"It's really weak!"

"You are so weak, how can you have the nerve to stay in the sanctuary?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

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

Garen's proud voice echoed, making the three preparatory saints who had just been knocked out of the ring look pale.

"asshole!"

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

They are indeed no match for Galleons.

Continuing up would only be humiliating oneself.

Instead, three opportunities will be wasted.

The three people's retreat immediately made Garen even more proud.

He mocked even more unscrupulously.