Marvel: Become Athena

Sol, will the battle be defeated?

This is what the gods care about.

"It's really a terrifying warrior. In the whole of Asgard, except Thor, I believe no one can match him. It's incredible." The goddess of strength, Slude, stretched out her hand to block her body, and shook her head with admiration.

The shock in my heart is beyond words.

She originally thought that Bart was overestimated enough, but she didn't expect to underestimate it. With such a level of power, let alone Thor, it is estimated that the entire Asgard gods can resist it with confidence.

Known as the God of Hunting, Uriel put his elbow on the waist of God of War Tyr and said in a low voice, "Are you confident that you can be the king?"

Among the gods, God of War Tyr's combat power is naturally one of the best, and it can even be said to be the strongest at 680. Uriel is very curious whether Tyr can do this.

While watching the arena, the others focused on Tyre.

Facing the eyes of the gods, Tire thought for a while, then shook his head bitterly: "If I block, maybe I can block it, but I will be disabled if I don't die."

The other gods sighed.

"Odin, the Saints are truly a terrifying army." Volstagg stroked his messy beard and sighed soulfully.

Fandral said softly from the side: "Maybe you don't know yet, I got a piece of news from the conversation with the Leo Gold Saint, and you may not believe it."

"what news?"

The others looked over curiously, and Fandral stroked his short beard gracefully, but he couldn't hide his shock at all: "Every one of the saints over there is as powerful as Bart."

Even though they had guessed clearly, when they really learned of this, all the gods couldn't help but set off a monstrous wave in their hearts.

An existence like Bart's is no match for Odin in Asgard, and Sol doesn't seem to be his opponent now. As a result, the dozen or so saints over there are as strong as Bart.

How terrible this is.

However, this is not over yet, Fandral continued, but even his hands began to tremble when he said it.

"Do you know how many saints there are?"

"Eighty-eight, they are named after the stars, divided into gold, silver, and bronze, twelve gold saints, twenty-four silver saints, forty-eight bronze saints, and the most mysterious four unknown What level of Saint Seiya, but I believe it may not be weaker than the Gold Saint Seiya, or even stronger."

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately turned to look at Fandral in disbelief.

For a moment, everyone was silent because they were too shocked.

"How is this possible? There is another one as powerful as Bart the Taurus?" Uriel, the **** of hunting, questioned.

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Chapter 74: Flowers and Applause (seeking a monthly ticket for flowers)

"I think you are wrong, but there are not only eleven. Look over there, some of those saints are bronze, some are silver, and some are gold. They are not weaker than Bart, which means that bronze and silver are not necessarily weaker than Gold." Fandral slightly lifted his chin to look at Elvis.

"It is even very possible that the eighty-eight gold saints are equally powerful, but the twelve golds may be slightly stronger, and there may be no lack of bronze and silver that are stronger than the gold saints."

Fandral's speculation completely silenced all the gods.

Even a city like Loki couldn't hide the shock and emotion on his face.

After a while, Modi, known as the God of Courage, showed a bitter smile, and said with difficulty: "Although I am the God of Courage, to be honest, they made me lose the courage to fight."

He originally wanted to wait until Thor and Bart had fought before challenging another saint.

But now, he, the God of Courage, almost lost his courage.

It can be seen that the battle just now and Fandral's words had a great impact on him.

"Odin, what kind of monsters are these?" Hogan said in a daze, "We have no news about such a terrifying existence. Could it be that they come from outside the Nine Realms?"

"Who knows." Fandral shook his head.

"I have to say that being able to cultivate such a powerful legion shows how great the goddess Athena is." The goddess of strength, Slude, was full of admiration.

Cultivating and commanding such a terrifying army of holy warriors, Athena is so great, and how powerful is she?

Although it was a little out of place, Slude had an idea, that is, the Goddess Athena, who looked peaceful and holy, might be Biodin

Is it even stronger?

Not only Slude, but other gods also had the same idea.

The gods looked at each other, but they still didn't say this, after all, it was somewhat disrespectful to Odin to say it.

"I'm really getting more and more curious about them." Wallstagg's character is relatively simple and straightforward, and he is full of admiration after being shocked. He admires the strong most, and after waiting, he must have **** with those young girls who look quite young Make friends.

I just don't know if those teenagers and girls will drink.

"Look~~~" When everyone was thinking differently, Hogan suddenly exclaimed and attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone woke up and followed Hogan's gaze towards the duel field.

I saw that on the duel field below, the turbulent torrent of energy had dissipated, and Bart was standing in the distance, standing upright, still intact, but with a thin layer of golden flame burning on his body, which was even more intense. Show its dignity and sanctity.

And at a location almost a kilometer away from Bart, Sol looked a little embarrassed.

Although he didn't seem to have suffered any serious injuries, the corner of his mouth was full of blood, which proved that he had suffered some injuries. Some parts of the armor on his body were somewhat damaged, and a corner of the red cloak on his back was torn.

The chest rose and fell slightly.

"Sure enough, Sol is not an opponent yet." God of War Tyre had such an expression on his face.

Sol's talent and strength are beyond doubt, but the opponent he faces is a stronger existence,

"But, Sol won't give up, he is Sol." Although Walstagg also felt that the possibility of Sol's victory was not high, he still firmly believed that Sol would not give up and could fight The blood ran out.

Also as Wallstagg said.

Sol also knows that the opponent's strength must be higher than his own, but give up? It is impossible, Asgardians, only die in battle, without retreating or fearing.

Without speaking, Sol's eyes firmly reflected the golden figure.

The latter also looked at Saul.

By this time, no one wants to talk nonsense.

Roar~

The two shouted angrily at the same time, and the gold and the red collided together.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

There are no extra means, no brilliant lightning and tactics, just close combat with punches to the flesh. Sol hit Bart's shoulder with a hammer, and the latter punched Sol on the cheek with a backhand.

No one backs down, wild, ferocious, facing what has just been revealed to the fullest.

This fighting style also awakened the shocking Asgardian audience, and the roar of the mountains and tsunami once again plunged the duel arena into a manic atmosphere.

Among the noisy sound waves.

The battle didn't last long. Thor's divine body was indeed powerful, and thousands of years of combat experience gave him a super fighting awareness.

It can be said that no matter what kind of enemy he faces, these are the weights that Sol must win.

However, he met his greatest nemesis, the Saint Seiya.

What is a saint?

There is no doubt about the physical strength of the Saint Seiya, which is basically far stronger than Thor at the current stage. His strength and speed are all-round crushing, not to mention the fighting consciousness, and the reaction nerves of the Saint Seiya are even more crushing.

Especially with the improvement of the small universe, it is super doubled in all directions.

And the Saint Seiya's control of power is subtle to the abnormal level, which is why the Saint Seiya has always said that the same trick will not have any effect on it for the second time.

If Bart, who has just awakened to the small universe, still has a chance, then Bart has basically no regrets after experiencing Kyle's own cruel special training and beatings.

So Sol barely fought a tie from the beginning, and Bart became more familiar with Sol's fighting style as he got to the end.

As the battle progressed, everyone present could see that Sol's defeat was a foregone conclusion.

Boom!

At the end of the battle, Bart easily dodged Sol's hammer. Bart took a step forward with his right foot, and his figure had already come behind Sol. His big hand was like covering the sky, and he precisely grasped the back of Sol's neck. The powerful and ferocious force was here Burst out and hit the ground hard.

The earth cracked instantly, and the gravel splashed in all directions. Thor was smashed into the sunken deep pit, blood spewed out of his mouth, and even the tightly held Thor's Hammer had been loosened.

call! call! call!

Thor's chest kept rising and falling, looking up at the sky of Asgard, a little lost.

How long has it been since you felt this way?

Perhaps when he was young, Father God Odin was training his young self. At that time, he had that kind of powerlessness, which was impossible to overcome no matter what.

And today, Saul felt that feeling again.

Recalling the previous battles, he only realized at this time that Bart had completely seen through his way of fighting and his thinking. Not only that, but Bart was also beaten to the bone with him in terms of fighting skills. As a result, Sol hit the opponent, which didn't work at all.

And every punch, every elbow, or whip kick of the opponent can make him vomit blood.

It's not a level fight at all.

Even with Saul's cheerful personality, he was somewhat disappointed in his crushed failure.

Suddenly, in a flash, a hand with a golden glove appeared in front of him.

Sol moved his head slightly and saw that it was Bart, bent slightly, stretching out his hand to pull himself up.

He took a fixed look at Bart. At this time, his golden mask disappeared at some point, revealing that slightly immature face. His eyes were full of joy and happiness, and he also recognized him. Is it his recognition of himself? For a loser?

Not knowing what to think, he just paused for a second.

Sol suddenly thought about it, isn't it just a defeat, what will happen to him because of a defeat?

Bart grew up in the light he won, isn't this fighting style his favorite?

He is the Thor of Asgard. If he loses this time, he will continue to become stronger in the future until he surpasses Bart. This is him, Thor who is trusted by all Asgardians.

After thinking about it, Sol let out a sharp breath, stretched out his left hand to hold Bart's left wrist, and grinned at Bart.

The latter also smiled, and with a little force, he pulled Sol up from the pit.

The two faced each other, Thor held Thor's hammer in his right hand, took a step forward, held Bart's shoulder with his left hand, patted Bart hard, then let go, hammered on Bart's thick chest with his fist, and said with a bold smile: ".ˇ I lost, my good brother, you really convinced me."

"But you have to be cautious. This failure will only make me stronger. I will not lose again in the next challenge."

Facing the enthusiastic and heroic Sol, Bart's helmet turned into golden ripples and dispersed, he shook his hair, then reached out and patted Sol's shoulder with a happy look: "Haha, I'm waiting for you, But you have to catch up quickly, or I'm afraid you won't even be able to see my taillights by then."

"Haha, I won't give you a chance. I still want to surpass you and become the strongest fighter." Sol patted his chest hard with a confident expression.

Then he raised Bart's left hand up to the sky, and shouted to the Asgard auditorium: "Let us give our most sincere cheers and applause to the victor, the son of Bart. He is a warrior worthy of respect in Asgard." .”

The voice just fell.

The sound waves breaking through the sky resounded instantly.

Hundreds of thousands of Asgardians in the auditorium stood up and clenched their fists and roared, some applauded enthusiastically, and some jumped up and down to offer their blessings to the winners.

In the end, the originally chaotic roar gradually evolved into a uniform voice.

"Bart, Bart, Bart, Bart~~"

(Wang Qian's) Hundreds of thousands of people shouted a person's name with all their strength at the same time, and the effect presented was enough to make anyone's blood spurt.

As the protagonist, Bart even showed an excited smile. He likes people's adoring eyes, and he likes them calling his name.

This is the glory, the glory that belongs to him, and the glory that also belongs to the saint warrior.

This kind of glory is not only for myself, but also for Athena.

The supreme goddess in his heart changed his mediocre life and allowed him to enjoy glory and cheers.

He raised his head and looked towards the viewing platform, seeing

Arrived at the Valley of the Goddess Athena who stood up from the throne.

I also saw the praise in the gentle eyes of the goddess Athena.

Bart smiled happily and was simple. If the cheers and applause from the people of Asgard made him excited, then the appreciation from Athena made him really happy.

Because only in this way will Bart feel that his hard work and the experience of being brutally abused and beaten by the Pope are all worthwhile.

But this is not enough, far from enough, he follows Athena and protects Athena just like the saints of the past generations.

This is the real value he should have in becoming a saint.