I'm Not Really a Gold Saint

"No matter how strong you are, you can't beat the strongest golden saint, you will definitely lose."

Binghe calmly analyzed.

The nebula chain in Shun's hand began to spin.

"What are you kidding?"

"Is this looking down on me, Czech Fried?"

"Stop dawdling, you guys go up together."

Czech Fried didn't hesitate: "If you don't go together, you have no chance of winning!"

"Then I won't be polite, Tianma Meteor Fist!"

As soon as Seiya slammed the Meteor Fist, Czech Fried appeared behind Seiya, and then he slapped him directly, and a blue beam of light penetrated Seiya's body.

"Diamond Star Fist!"

Binghe made a move immediately, and Czech Fried threw a light-speed punch, knocking him to his knees, his eyes lost.

"Lushan..."

Zilong only yelled two words, and he fell to the ground, and Czech Fried had already punched.

"It's Light Speed ​​Fist and Light Speed ​​Movement. He has the strength of the strongest golden saint."

Immediately, Shun wrapped the nebula chain around his body, gave up attacking, and switched to defense.

When they broke into the zodiac, their bronze saints were also able to fight against most of the gold saints, but now facing this god fighter, they have no ability to fight back, and they are even knocked down by the opponent.

The god fighter in front of him, Czech Fried, was very strong, outrageously strong.

"Go to hell! Asgard will be your burial place."

Czech Fried had no patience.

The fist light in his hand actually passed through the defense of the nebula chain, knocking out the instant in the nebula chain, and even the nebula chain was shattered.

He was about to kill these bronze saints with a wave of his hand.

"Hold on, Jack Fried."

A figure slowly emerged from the palace.

The other party was not wearing a holy garment, and his head was bald. It was Ding Li.

"Ding Li, the gravekeeper in the Lower Sanctuary."

Ding Li introduced himself: "I came here specially to chat with Ms. Hilda."

The corners of Czech Fried's eyes twitched, and he said, "If you killed the God Warrior, I won't let you pass."

"Oh? Then let's fight." Ding Li's tone was flat.

"You are very strong, very strong, I have been waiting for an opponent like you."

Czech Fried stared at the other party, and after finishing speaking, he raised his hand suddenly.

The muscles in his whole body swelled suddenly, and the Shendou clothing on his body also swelled, and a strange gray air flow gradually lingered around his body, and his fighting spirit shook the wind and snow all around him.

"Die, Ding Li!"

Czech Fried raised one hand, and the fluctuations in the small universe all over his body skyrocketed.

"Oh? You think you can kill me?" Ding Li's face was gloomy.

He could feel the majestic power from the opponent.

"kill!"

Czech Fried let out a low cry, and his palm stabbed hard into the ground.

Bang!

The whole ground actually cracked completely, and a huge earth dragon raised violently, rushing towards Ding Li.

Seeing the mud and gravel splashing in front of him, Ding Li stomped his feet, and a crystal wall appeared in front of him. The earth dragon about ten meters high hit the crystal wall hard.

boom!

A large amount of soil exploded, enveloping Ding Li completely, but was blocked by the crystal wall.

Czech Fried's figure flashed, and suddenly came in front of Ding Li, and slammed his big fist at Ding Li fiercely.

boom!

The smoke and dust were torn apart in an instant, and as a result, a huge rebounding force appeared, abruptly flying Czech Fried out.

"Just right, I also want to fight you, the strongest god fighter in Northern Europe, come on, let's have a good fight!"

"Don't worry, I don't need to go all out, I don't need big moves, I just punch you to the flesh!"

Ding Li's gigantic and ferocious body was slowly revealed. With a height of more than two meters, his aura became unparalleled.

###Chapter 290 The Strongest God Fighter VS The Strongest Baldhead###

"Eat my punch!"

Czech Fried turned around and drank in a low voice, shaking his fists.

boom!

The muscles on Ding Li's holy clothes faded after being punched, and obvious cracks appeared.

"Dragon bite!"

Without any pause, Czech Fried once again threw his fists.

boom!

Several huge fist lights exploded on Ding Li's muscular holy garment.

This time the explosion was so powerful that even if Ding Li's muscular holy garment was full of cracks, he would soon be unable to support it.

"L Dragon Fist!"

The fist in Czech Fried's hand slowly began to glow strangely.

boom!

The fist light enveloped Ding Li, causing obvious cracks in the muscular holy clothes on his body.

"It's just a body protection technique, more than just a mention!"

Czech Fried looked at Ding Li with a hint of sarcasm: "Dragon Fist triple strike!"

Boom, boom, boom!

This time the fist came with a triple blow, directly smashing the crumbling muscular holy cloth.

As the muscular holy cloth shattered, his fist hit Ding Li's chest.

"Die, Double Dragon Fist!"

Czech Fried raised his fists with both arms, his arm muscles soared, and slammed Ding Li hard.

"Good come!"

Ding Li took the initiative to remove the muscular holy clothes, and Czech Fried's attack was swift and fierce. His left fist was round and his right fist was straight, blocking the opponent's punch.

This move is purely defensive, but it has built a solid wall between his fists, if the enemy comes, he will block it, if the enemy does not come, he will disappear into nothing.

With a loud noise, Ding Li suddenly appeared in front of him like a beast, and his right fist landed hard on Czech Fried's chest.

At the same time, Czech Fried swung his left fist and thumped Ding Li's chest hard.

Boom!

The two backed up at the same time.

Czech Fried spat out a mouthful of dirty blood on the spot, and was wounded by the punch. Just as he stopped, he raised his red fist high.

Ding Li let out a deep mouthful of turbid air, and the holy clothes on his body once again condensed into shape.

"Dragon Fist!"

After retreating, Czech Fried roared, the small universe all over his body burned again, and a raging black light burned on his fist.

"Light Speed ​​Fist!"

Ding Li's huge figure appeared in front of the opponent at the same time, and he punched the opponent's fist, and the wind howled suddenly.

Bang!

The fists collided fiercely, and a circle of real shock waves slowly spread out, bursting on the ground, and even set off violent wind and waves around.

"So strong hand-to-hand combat ability."

Czech Fried stared at Ding Li seriously.

He is the strongest god fighter in Northern Europe, and he is an existence with extremely strong combat power. Even ordinary gold saint fighters may be killed by him.

But the person in front of him didn't even wear the holy clothes at all, so he could fight him evenly.

Is this the so-called demigod?

"Hey! It's game time now."

Ding Li grinned, the muscles on his body were like reinforced concrete: "You are very strong, but it's a pity that you can't be stronger than me!"

After finishing speaking, he opened a new form!

The whole body of the small universe is burning and rushing, a circle of hot air spreads around the body, there is a faint flash of thunder on the body, and the fluctuation of the small universe soars rapidly.

"You are..." Before Czech Fried could react, he felt the power in his fist suddenly increase.

Fiery wind blows from Ding Li's body.

Snapped!

The opponent actually grabbed the fist with one hand, and slowly opened the other hand into a fist, hitting him on the head.

"What a powerful force?" Czech Fried's pupils shrank, his face showing disbelief.