"Mr. Ouyang, you are..."

Bang!

Before Saori finished speaking, Ouyang Jing's fist had already hit the ground hard.

Under the impact of the tsunami-like fist force, the flat ground seemed to have become a ship deck passing through the waves, and the sudden bumps and shocks.

Saori was caught off guard and exclaimed, staggering under her feet, and pounced on the ground in an extremely standard "stop-skipping" posture.

Seeing her pretty little face slapped hard on the ground, a soft whirlwind suddenly appeared under her, like a soft and elastic air cushion, holding her towards her.

"Is it okay?"

In the low and majestic male voice, a huge palm held her arm, as if an adult was lifting a first-grade elementary school student, gently lifting her up Saori was 155 tall and slender. Ouyang Jing was three meters tall and majestic. The figure gap between the two was really like an adult and a first-grade elementary school student.

Saori's pretty face turned red with shame, and he pinched the corner of his skirt and whispered: "No, it's okay. Thank you, Mr. Ouyang."

Ouyang Jing smiled, covered her head with a huge palm, used a "head touch kill", and said, "Be careful, don't fall again."

"Yeah." Saori nodded slightly, his voice low and buzzing like a mosquito.

Outside the statue, the Saint Seiya looked at Ouyang Jing and Saori in amazement, especially when he saw Ouyang Jing performing a head-touching kill on Saori, he felt a very subtle sense of vision in his heart.

In contact with the two's extremely strong figure, four words appeared almost at the same time:

Father's love is like a mountain!

Then they shook their heads at the same time and threw away the ridiculous thoughts in their minds that were quite suspicious of the goddess of blasphemy.

Below the statue.

"That, Mr. Ouyang, what are you doing?"

Saori seemed to notice the subtle atmosphere of the soldiers outside, and quickly spoke to relieve the embarrassment.

"Oh, I found a secret room here... maybe authentic?"

Ouyang Jing walked to the ground that had just bombarded several times in a row but was still unharmed. He stomped the ground hard and made a thud of thunder: "Listen, this is empty below."

Saori walked over curiously and used her golden scepter to pestle hard, "The underground is really empty!"

She said strangely: "How could a piece be left underneath?"

"You don't know why?" Ouyang Jing asked.

Saori said embarrassedly: "Actually, I... don't know much about the Holy Land. Well, I'll ask everyone."

She looked up at the Saints and asked crisply: "Do you know what's underneath?"

The saints looked at each other and shook their heads together.

They really don't know what's here.

The statue of Athena is enshrined here. As the goddess's saints, how could they dare to get under the skirt of the statue and study the secret below?

Saori looked up at Ouyang Jing and said embarrassedly: "Sorry, Mr. Ouyang, no one knows."

"It's okay." Ouyang Jing smiled: "Open the floor and you will know what is hidden under it. But..."

He frowned, looked at the ground paved with black stone, and pondered: "The floor of this stone is too hard. The punch I used to knock you down, even the security door of the bank vault would be smashed to pieces, and the floor was completely damaged..."

Saori said, "Maybe it will be broken if it works harder?"

Ouyang Jing shook his head, "I'm afraid that even the hidden things below will be broken together."

As he said that, he raised his head, looked at the huge statue of Athena above, and said thoughtfully: "Can't it be the problem with this statue..."

This statue of god is Athena's holy cloak. Ouyang Jing even suspected that this was a real artifact.

There is a town of Athena, which is suspected to be a magical artifact, here, and maybe it is the key to the indestructible ground here.

Saori asked: "Mr. Ouyang, what did you say? Is there any problem with this statue?"

"Um..." Ouyang Jing thought for a while and said, "Saori, are you afraid of pain?"

"Uh...it should be, you're not very scared, right?" Saori was confused and asked with a confused look on his face: "What are you asking about this?"

"Just be afraid of pain." Ouyang Jing smiled kindly and suddenly grabbed Saori's little hand.

Saori's face turned red suddenly and she said shyly: "Mr. Ouyang, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Ouyang Jing pointed to the knife and gently stroked her white and white wrist.

Saori felt a stinging pain on his wrist, and then there was blood dripping from his wrist. The bright red blood, the snow-white wrist, one red and one white, formed a sharp contrast.

Saori was stunned and even forgot the severe pain on his wrist. He looked at Ouyang Jing blankly, not understanding why he had to cut his wrist and bleed for no reason.

The Saints outside were even more shocked.

"Bastard, how dare you hurt the goddess!"

"Damn it, we were all deceived by this guy. He was ill-intentioned to the goddess!"

"Let go of the goddess!"

The Saints shouted angrily, and the five little strong men even began to burn the small universe.

If Ouyang Jing hadn't been holding the goddess, close to her, and angrily attacking her heart, the Saint Seiya would have rushed forward and flooded him with all kinds of killings.

"Don't be impatient." Ouyang Jing said lightly, and smiled at Saori again: "Believe me, I won't hurt you."

"Uh, you've hurt me." Saori pouted, but smiled sweetly: "I believe in you. If it weren't for your protection, I might have been killed by Saga long ago. If you wanted to harm me, you wouldn't have to wait until today."

Ouyang Jing smiled, and with a thought, he expanded his talent for water flow, collected all the blood that emerged from the wrist of Shima and suspended it in front of him.

After the blood collected was already a ball of fist-sized mass, he bounced a lightning of Yimu, which jumped on the wound on Saori's wrist.

Saori felt a numbness in his wrist wound, and then the wound healed instantly, his skin recovered as before, and there was no trace of scar left.

"Hey, you can treat it too?" Saori said in surprise: "Or use electricity to treat it?"

"Well, I am an electrotherapy expert. I am known as Professor Yang." Ouyang Jing said seriously, and with his thoughts, the blood as big as a fist flew up into the air and flew straight to the head of the statue, and with a puff, it hit the forehead of the statue.

"Bastard, he actually blasphemed the goddess again!" The Saint Seiya gritted his teeth and hated Ouyang Jing very much.

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So the Saints didn't know that Ouyang Jing was trying to awaken the goddess's Holy Clothes.

Just as the Saint Seiya were angrily wishing to kill Ouyang Jing to the scum, the blood that hit the statue's eyebrows suddenly penetrated into the statue's eyebrows like a sponge, and all of them were seeping into the statue's eyebrows, and there was no drop of blood splashing.

Then, the statue suddenly shone brightly, and emitted a blazing golden light like sunlight throughout the body, illuminating the entire holy sky.

A scent of surging as strong as the sea and as heavy as the mountain rose from the statue of the gods and spread out. The saints were rushed by the aura and immediately knelt on one knee. This was the holy garment of the saints, who were surrendering to the holy garment of the goddess.

Ouyang Jing, who had no holy clothes, was not affected at all.

Although the goddess's sacred garment emits a very strong aura after awakening, it is just a sacred garment, not a true god. The breath alone cannot shake him.

Even the Saints could withstand the impact of that breath. It was just because they were all wearing holy clothes, and the holy clothes were absolutely suppressed by the goddess's holy clothes, so they couldn't help but kneel down and worship.

Saori looked at the golden statue with a cute look on his face and murmured: "It feels...it is calling me!"

While speaking, she reached out her hand and made a light move instinctively.

Kakka...

Amid the crisp sounds, the huge statue of the god quickly shrank, and when it was growing up, it disintegrated again, turning into pure gold pieces of armor, flying towards the samui, and circling around her.

After all the armor pieces were in place, the armor pieces that were rotating around her suddenly closed to her.

boom!

A golden beam of light rose from the body of Jawi, and went straight into the sky.

After the golden light column dissipated, Saori was already wearing a majestic armor on her body.

Ancient Greek-style golden battle helmet, breastplate in the form of plate armor, full set of shoulder armor, arm armor, hand armor, long golden battle skirt, half a human-high golden shield on the left hand, and a golden scepter on the right hand... There are also a pair of huge golden wings behind it.
Chapter completed!