Pirate’s Infinite Wings

"Fang Lang came in a hurry. His small universe ran straight towards me. No, he flew over!"

Aiolia immediately realized something was wrong.

The ground and sea should not be so fierce, then only the sky is left.

He, who has reached the seventh sense of the small universe, dare not say that he can fly.

But Fang Lang gave him another miracle, a guy who can fly with human flesh and blood.

It's terrible!

Fang Lang, who the hell are you?

Judging from being easily defeated in the first fight, Fang Lang is absolutely extraordinary.

No matter how bad he is, he is still a golden saint with a seventh sense!

"Aiolia, are you ready?" Fang Lang appeared in front of Aiolia and said.

"Preparing for what?" Aiolia looked at Fang Lang with a slightly evil smile on his face in confusion.

"Ready to accept the hell-style training I gave you!" Before he finished speaking, Fang Lang's right fist hit Aiolia's lower abdomen hard.

 …

two years later

A red-haired boy wearing a Leo golden holy garment was punching a handsome man.

His light speed fist hit the handsome man fiercely without any hesitation.

"This kind of punch is still too slow!" The handsome man didn't move in place, but the footprints under his feet said everything.

Only relying on high-speed movement to avoid the small universe that contains the seventh sense, facing the fangs of lions without fear.

"Slow? You're too fast, bastard!" The red-haired boy's fist speed accelerated again.

But the handsome man in front of him made him feel desperate. After two years of special training, he couldn't even touch the hem of the handsome man's clothes.

"It's really not--g--in!" Before he finished speaking, his fist hit the red-haired boy hard on the face.

The body of the red-haired boy flew out like a cannonball.

"Boom!"

A wall of the Lion Palace collapsed.

The fragments submerged the red-haired boy, he never expected that he would be so embarrassed.

"Aiolia, you haven't grown up at all." The handsome man said with an elegant smile.

"Ah~, I've made progress!" Aiolia crawled out of the rubble, looking like she couldn't beat you at all.

"It's been two years, and the sanctuary has welcomed a guest from Japan." Fang Lang looked at the sky and said solemnly. She calculated the time, and today is the day when Seiya arrives at the Sanctuary.

Seiya, soon you will become a holy warrior that people look up to, come on!

"Guest from Renben?" Apparently Aiolia didn't know the news of Seiya's arrival, and he sank his heart and spent two years crazy with Fang Lang in this Lion Palace.

Now the lion's fangs will be twice as strong as Aiolia's at the same time in the original book.

"Ah, it's a child from Japan who strives to become a saint." Fang Lang closed his eyes. He knew that the Pope had already started, so let's receive Seiya.

"So that's the case, but it has nothing to do with me, are you going to take a look?" Aiolia asked, patting the dust off her body.

Fang Lang shook his head gently. The arrival of Xingya also meant that the Holy War was approaching. He was not ready.

Poseidon, the emperor of the sea, you'd better show up in a fun way.

"Aiolia, strengthen your training yourself, I need to leave!" Fang Lang evoked a seductive smile, and then disappeared without a sound.

"Uh, this guy is really real." Looking at the place where Fang Lang disappeared, Aiolia said helplessly.

Fang Lang left because he wanted to go to Tong Hu to verify whether the seal of the underworld warrior had loosened.

If it was loose enough, he would rush into the seal without hesitation, and kill all the so-called underworld fighters inside, leaving no one behind!

"Jihad, it really makes me excited and I have a headache!"

Fang Lang's face was full of ferocity.

 …

China, Mount Lushan, Wulaofeng

An old man was sitting there, meditating with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, he felt a particularly familiar small universe.

"Is it Fang Lang?" He opened his eyes and said solemnly.

Before he finished speaking, there was an extra figure behind him, and that was Fang Lang who had just left the Aiolia Lion Palace.

"Already know I'm coming? Tong Hu?" Fang Lang asked the old man sitting cross-legged.

"Ah, what are you here for? Xinghua has developed her seventh sense. You should know that she has returned to Libra." Tong Hu didn't even look at Fang Lang.

"I know this, I just want to see Athena's seal." Fang Lang scratched his head, he didn't care much about being elegant anymore.

Tong Hu glanced at Fang Lang who was scratching his head, and said with a chuckle: "Well, it's really rare. However, this seal is quite strong, at least it can last for many years."

Fang Lang stopped scratching his head, and he no longer knew why he cared so much about Hades, the king of the underworld.

It is clear that the first opponent of the Holy War is Poseidon.

Fang Lang put his hand gently on his waist, and his eyes were tightly closed.

"Are you tired these two years, Fang Lang?" Tong Hu saw Fang Lang's exhaustion and asked.

"Ah, I'm fighting with Aiolia every day." Fang romantically replied casually.

"Aiolia? Is that the younger brother of the Sagittarius Gold Saint Aiolus?" Tong Hu asked.

"Ah, it's this guy, he's completely weak to death." Fang Lang's answer was a bit exaggerated.

"Is that so? That's right, a saint who doesn't have the eighth sense can't compete with you at all." Tong Hu said with emotion.

"Well, I have a hunch that the jihad will be even more tragic than the last time." Fang Lang suddenly changed the subject.

Tong Hu turned his head and glanced at Fang Lang, who was enjoying himself, and laughed. He knew that Fang Lang had always had a knot in his heart, and if it was untied, it should be a powerful mess!

"So, what do you think?" Seeing that Tong Hu didn't answer, Fang Lang asked.

"My thoughts? Not at all." Tong Hu evoked a smile, and his wrinkled face became more wrinkled. ..