I don't have time to post it first, and then correct the typos. Brothers, just read it later.

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Mo Ling grabbed Zi Long's neck and giggled: "Look, I don't admit that I am your master, and yet you ask me to vote against you. Tell me what I should do. That shield guy really wants to

Want it!"

Seiya crossed his arms and shook his head at Zilong:

"Zilong, your master is nothing more than that. He is an irresponsible person. He is definitely not as good as my master!"

Teenagers love to compare. Zilong spat after hearing this:

"Pooh!"

The magic bell did not tighten his fingers, which allowed him to still make his own voice. Zilong said disdainfully:

"My master is much better than your master. He has attended junior high school, received nine years of formal education, and has studied for nine years!"

"What?"

Master and disciple Xingya and Mo Ling were shocked at the same time, with violent fluctuations in their eyes.

Seiya loosened his arms in front of him and waved: "Impossible, how could he have attended junior high school? That is something that even the Golden Saints have not achieved!"

Mo Ling didn't believe it either: "You must be trying to disturb my calm state of mind. Haha, after nine years of formal education? Why didn't you tell him that he had the ability to change change alone when he went to the supermarket?"

Zilong raised his head proudly: "What does this mean? My master can add and subtract within a hundred...I forgot to mention it, but he does mental arithmetic!"

Zilong's words were like a bolt of lightning that struck the master and disciple pair, Mo Ling and Seiya, hitting their hearts with a 10,000-point critical blow.

Mo Ling widened his eyes and said in disbelief:

"This is impossible. Judging from his age, he already has the cultivation level of a Silver Saint. Such a powerful strength can only be achieved through hard training day after day. How can he have time to go to school?"

Zilong said proudly: "This is the difference between geniuses and mortals. I am a disciple of a junior high school student. How about Xingya, your sense of superiority has been stepped on by me!"

Seiya's whole body trembled: "You're lying to me, aren't you? How could you have a master who is a junior high school student? My master can't even recognize the words... Oops..."

Mo Ling retracted his fist and looked at Xingya fiercely: "You evil disciple, if you dare to say that again, I will kill you!"

Huang Shaohong looked at these three things with black lines on his face, three giant scumbags, do you want to embarrass me to death by having such a serious chat?

'thump'

Xingya, who had been a little excited just now, suddenly fell to the ground: "Master, I feel like I don't have any strength in my body..."

Mo Ling glanced at Xingya indifferently: "This lesson is to tell you that you can go even if I am not allowed to go..."

Xingya looked confused and puzzled and said:

"I've known this for a long time. For example, in the women's bathroom...but what does this have to do with my poisoning?"

Huang Shaohong laughed in his heart. He felt that his abdominal muscles couldn't wait to start exercising.

Mo Ling had a black line on his head: "I want to tell you that as a Saint, you must be vigilant at all times. You don't even know how you can die!"

At this time, Zilong's body also fell softly to the ground. He had already reached the bronze level and was stronger than Seiya, so the onset of poison was a few seconds slower.

The magic bell loosened its fingers, allowing Zilong to slip softly and fall to the ground with a 'plop'.

Huang Shaohong had already expected that they would be poisoned, which is why he was not worried about Zilong falling into the hands of others.

Firstly, Mo Ling is not a ruthless person, and secondly, the air around him is filled with 'sorrowful breeze'.

You must know that his bottle has been spilled here, and with the medicinal properties of Sad Breeze, everyone who comes close to this place will be affected within two hours.

"Hey...why don't you fall down?"

Huang Shaohong glanced at Mo Ling in surprise, and suddenly realized as soon as he said the words: "I forgot that Mo Ling, your mask has anti-toxic effect!"

In the original book, Seiya was poisoned by the rose in Pisces Palace, and the magic bell took off his mask and put it on Seiya to prevent him from being attacked by the poisonous gas.

Now that I think about it, this mask does have the effect of blocking poisonous gas.

Huang Shaohong glanced at Zilong who was put down on the ground. Knowing that the other party really had no intention of harming Zilong, he asked with a faint smile on his lips:

"What do you want?"

Mo Ling also looked at him in surprise: "Do you know me?"

Huang Shaohong nodded and smiled: "I want to deal with Brother Aruz, so how can I not understand the strength of the Holy Realm? Aquila Silver Saint Demon Bell, what I said is right!"

Mo Ling nodded, and then asked seriously: "Did you really go to junior high school?"

This time it was Huang Shaohong's turn to draw a line, and said impatiently: "The world of top academics is not something you scumbags can understand. Tell me what you want to do quickly?"

After Huang Shaohong said this, he couldn't help but find that there was a flash of 'admiration' in the eyes of Mo Ling looking at him.

Then Mo Ling shook his head vigorously, throwing away the trace of admiration: "I won't believe it!"

As she spoke, she pointed at the 'Medusa Shield' in Huang Shaohong's hand and said coldly:

"I'll give you two choices. One is to put it down and take your apprentice away. I'll pretend I didn't see you kill Brother Aruz. The other is to put away all your shameless methods and let you and I compete fairly.

, if you win, I will leave immediately and treat it as if I haven’t seen anything!”

"That's it!"

Huang Shaohong raised his left hand to support his chin, pretending to be meditative. In fact, the 'Medusa Shield' in his hand was already facing the magic bell.

Mo Ling's pupils shrank, she remained calm, and she did not dodge at the same time. Then she heard Huang Shaohong, who was pretending to be thinking, began to whisper to himself.

Her strong sense of hearing allowed her to hear every word of Huang Shaohong's words.

I heard Huang Shaohong muttering over there: "What happened? Inputting real energy doesn't work, nor does meditating in my mind. Could it be that it needs to be triggered by a spell?"

"Burn my little universe? No!"

"Open Sesame? Not this!"

"Give me power. I am He-Man? Not this!"

"I will punish you on behalf of the moon..."

"Go, Pikachu!"

"There is always only one truth..."

"The Supreme Lord is as anxious as the law!"

"Expelliarmus..."

Huang Shaohong said all the spells he could think of and the protagonist's mantras, but the shield still didn't respond.

While Mo Ling was speechless, she felt that there was a black line on Medusa's head on the opposite shield!

"Okay, you despicable guy, can you stop being so naive and want to take the opportunity to use the 'Medusa Shield' to kill me? You haven't been approved by Medusa, and you can't control the Medusa Shield at all.

of!"

Huang Shaohong put down his arms:

"That's nonsense. How could I sneak attack on a bitch...er, a girl!"

After he finished speaking, he threw the 'Medusa Shield' out in a carefree manner. The shield spun twice in the air and stuck into the rocky ground between the two with a 'duh' sound.

"Come on, I also want to fight the Silver Saint openly. Although you are a girl, in general, your magic bell is pretty good. I want to see how powerful the Silver Saint is.

Where!"

Huang Shaohong believed that he must be the one to take away the shield in the end, and he just took this opportunity to see what the Silver Saint's abilities were.

To be honest, Huang Shaohong has never looked down upon Saint Seiya very much.

Of course, I don’t mean to look down on the other party’s cultivation method. It can open up the mysteries of the human body from the outside in, and directly enter the realm of the unity of heaven and man (the microcosm). This kind of cultivation method that is unique to the traditional Chinese cultivation method is very eye-opening.

What Huang Shaohong looked down on was the monotonous and boring fighting skills of the Saints, who only knew how to use strength and speed, or fixed ultimate moves to win.

Compared with the colorful moves and the exquisite skill application modes in the world of martial arts, the fighting skills in the world of Saint Seiya can undoubtedly only be described with the word "inferior".

Some people may not agree with this view and believe that the most important things in fighting are strength and speed. As long as these two are met, you will be invincible.

There are even more extreme ones, influenced by some Internet, who believe that any technique is futile in the face of absolute power.

In fact, these so-called truths are correct. When you have much higher strength than your opponent, it is just like an adult beating a child, a strongman beating an ordinary person, or a professional fighter beating a hobbyist. It is a completely overwhelming advantage.

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But how can you guarantee that you are the most awesome and powerful one in the universe?

If you encounter an opponent whose strength and speed are almost the same, then the above two theories that you think are suitable wherever you put them will be instantly useless.

At this time, the power of moves and techniques becomes apparent!

Moreover, some martial arts moves can still make better use of your strength and speed, and even allow the weak to defeat the strong.

It was precisely because Huang Shaohong had this idea of ​​looking down on the Saint Seiya that he unconsciously showed this idea in his demeanor.

The magic bell with powerful five senses instantly felt Huang Shaohong's contempt and snorted:

"You will regret your attitude. I am the magic bell of Aquila!"

After she finished speaking, she suddenly shouted: "I'll let you see the power of my magic bell, 'Flash of the Eagle Star'!"
To be continued...