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The Age of Saga Chapter 059 The Trial of Despair

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    In just one month, Shun knew what it meant to go from heaven to hell.

    My voice is hoarse, my long green hair is no longer as elegant as before, and my crystal clear face seems to be covered with a thick layer of dust.  He believed that if he were alone, he would have fainted with his eyes closed.  But when I saw the two senior brothers next to me chatting as if nothing had happened, a surge of courage emerged from my heart. How could I lose?  You agreed to be called the most powerful Saint Seiya, so why don't you go back and show that little girl some color?  His brother, the strongest man, would definitely look down on him. Thinking of this, he got up with difficulty and punched the dead souls around him.

    Dante and Dio saw a hint of shock in their eyes when they saw their junior brother cheering up so quickly. No wonder the teacher valued him and kept saying that this junior brother's future achievements would probably far exceed those of the two senior brothers.  It has been seven days. Shun, who seemed weak, who was so frightened that he peed his pants when he first came in, has been able to persist for seven days. This junior brother is much stronger inside than he appears.

    I don¡¯t know how long it took, but Shun finally fell down, still maintaining his attacking posture.  The two of them immediately protected him, had they finally reached their limit?  The two of them looked at each other and felt a strong challenge. If they were senior brothers but were surpassed by the youngest junior brother, where would they put their face?  Increasing training intensity is imperative.

    Although Dismask was sleeping in the lava, he never relaxed his surveillance on Shun.  Seeing this, he brought the three of them back from Hiraizaka and whispered, "Sure enough, the inner strength is the foundation of the Saints. Dante, Dio, do you also understand?"

    The two of them half-knelt and said firmly, "Teacher, we have to accept the temper of death. Please help us!"

    Dismask was stunned. These two people were typical parallel-imported Silver Saints in their previous lives. Basically, their combat power was three scum. After several years of training, their strength was absolutely different. The small universe in the late Six Senses,  Compared to Zaka back then, Misty, the Lizard Silver Saint who is now known as the number one Silver, and Argoro, the Silver Saint who is known as the most terrifying, are not far behind.  Perhaps it is due to qualification issues that he has been unable to break through to the late stage, but considering that few of the Golden Saints have understood the seventh sense, it is not surprising.  After all, for the Silver Saint, the peak of the six senses is the limit. How many people in this world can reach their limit?

    It¡¯s just that they didn¡¯t expect that Shun¡¯s arrival would actually arouse their fighting spirit and require them to accept more cruel training.  Dismask nodded and whispered, "I won't be of any help to you in this training. After that, I will let you face enemies that are one level above you, so your chances of survival are very low."  Will it be more than half, do you still want to continue?¡±

    The two nodded.

    Seeing the two of them drilling into the underground lava from the Hirazaka Mountains, Dismask picked up the phone and said, "Trouid, I will send two people to deal with that group of godless fighters, and mark them to death!"

    After waking up instantly, he found himself lying in his room. Milo was lying on the sofa and drooling while watching the busty girl on TV.  Somewhat strangely, he said, "Teacher Milo, why am I here?"

    Milo immediately turned off the TV, acted like a famous teacher, and said with great force, "You have passed Dis's will training, and now you can start the real training!"

    Shun Deng was dumbfounded, real training?  Wasn't that past month, that devilish torture, real training?  His eyes darkened and he fainted again.

    Milo was also speechless.

    Three months later.

    Shun Zai kept dodging the stones coming from all directions, and occasionally screamed once or twice, indicating that he was hit hard.  Milo kept chattering, "Shun, your speed is too slow. With your size, you can't dodge even a child's slingshot, let alone bullets. How can you inherit the mantle of Milo-sama, who is known as the fastest in the future?"  "

    Shun was beaten with bruises all over his body, but he did not forget to fight back, "Teacher Milo, my real teacher is Dean Dismasco. How can I inherit your mantle?"

    Milo said disdainfully, "Dis? That bird-man, three-legged cat, can only play with some dirty undead. How can I, Lord Milo, be so wise and powerful? The flames can burn everything. The flames combined with the unparalleled speed make me an invincible existence."  , do you understand?"

    "Huh? I only know some three-legged cat kung fu?" Dismasque appeared behind Milo like a ghost.

    Milo was startled, and immediately hid far away. Seeing that the distance seemed safe, he immediately became arrogant, "Isn't it true? If you have the guts, use your damn underworld waves to compare speed with me, and I'll beat you to death  Pig head!¡±

    Dismasque smiled coldly, suddenly appeared from behind Milo, grabbed his neck, beat him into a panda with two punches, and dragged him away. "Miro, I think we should discuss the Cancer Golden Saint with you.  Fighter Spirit??The question of whether we can still exert great strength after distortion"

    Milo screamed loudly, "You are a sneak attack, sneak attack, let me go, what a damn subject, I don't have time to study with you, Iah  "

    He was stunned for a moment. Only now did he realize that the teacher who looked serious and old-fashioned actually had such powerful strength. Milo, who was already a god-like existence in his eyes, was unable to fight back in the hands of the teacher. He immediately  My blood surges, my teacher is so powerful, I must not live up to his reputation.  Of course, if he knew the shame of the Holy Realm, he wouldn't want this kind of prestige.
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