Looking at the equipment in front of me, Issei Hiroto's expression was quite... wonderful!

"Master...Master, this...This is..." Issei Hiroto, who was dazed by the golden light, asked with some fear of confirmation.

"That's right, this is the one you think, the golden sacred cloak of Libra in the twelve Golden Palaces." Liu Rui'an, who was standing beside him, said with a smile.

Don't wonder why Issei, who lives in the world of demon colleges and universities, knows the Golden Sacred Clothes, because the back of this world is very strange.

Even the comics of Dragon Ball exist, how could there be no comics of the same level in Saint Seiya?

If anyone who has watched the Demon University anime carefully enough, he will find that there will be some places to pay tribute to other classic comics in some details.

For example, Issei Hiroto has been playing companion since childhood, and looks like a little boy, actually a little girl, Wisteria Irina.

A holy sword appeared in the photo of the two of them, and the shape of this holy sword was exactly the famous treasure used by Daimao named Artoria Pandragon, and the sword of Victory used.

"Golden Holy Clothes?! Could it be..."

Staring at the sacred garment that emits dazzling golden light, Issei Hiroto's eyes widened with disbelief.

There is no way, it would be better if it was just a golden holy garment, but the golden holy garment appeared because of the goddess' blood and the Saint Seiya burned to the limit.

Extremely close to the divine clothes, it is the final form of the golden holy clothes.

It is also a dream form, the power that humans can obtain to fight against God.

"Okay, don't make a fuss about it. The item I gave you to me is really just a copycat." Liu Rui'an, who walked to the Libra sacred garment, patted the thing and said.

"Hey? Mountain... is it a copycat?!"

Issei Shibuki, who was stunned for a moment, suddenly showed a look of disappointment in his eyes.

"Stupid brat!"

After feeling the emotions of this cheap disciple, Liu Rui'an reached out and gave the other party a brain crash.

"Oh! It hurts so much!!"

Issei Hiroto, who covered his head with both hands, jumped straight into pain.

"What's wrong with copycat goods? Is copycat goods definitely worse than original goods?" Liu Rui'an said angrily, stroking his work:

"Besides, can you use the original product?"

"What I taught you to my teacher is not a small universe, but the "Taishang Dragon Transformation Art".

"Although this set of Libra's golden sacred clothes is a copycat, it is the most suitable for you to use."

"Of course, if you feel it's not good, you can also not."

Although Issei Hirotoshi usually doesn’t need to adjust or speak a little, it doesn’t mean he is stupid.

At this time, I said, "Okay, please help me change one." Haha... Isn't that a damn thing!!

"How could it be! I think this golden sacred garment is so good!!"

Issei Hiroto, who was salivating, walked up to touch his sacred clothes, with his expression so...rippling.

With Liu Rui'an's cultivation level, how could he not know what this cheap disciple thought, but he was just too lazy to expose it.

"Okay, don't be so vulgar, just throw it away as a teacher." Liu Rui'an, who glared at the other party, pointed to the Golden Sacred Clothes and said:

"Hurry up, drop your blood, and then use the method in "The Great Sutra of the Dragon Transformation" to teach you to your master and refine it into your natal magic weapon."

"Okay, master, but, how do you use this thing?" asked Hitoshi Issei, who hurriedly walked forward to use his skills and was about to force some effort.

"You will know naturally after you refine it into a natal magic weapon." Liu Rui'an, who patted the Libra golden sacred garment, said:

"Don't say that you are not taking care of you, this golden sacred garment looks like a magic weapon, and it is actually composed of several pieces."

"Not only is the power very extraordinary, but after being improved by the teacher, it is most suitable for the "Taishang Dragon Transformation" that taught you."

"In addition, with Qilin accompanying you, as long as you are careful, you will not talk about whether you can become a god. There is no problem with safety."

Hearing this, Hitofumi Issei immediately felt very guilty about the disrespectful thoughts that just emerged in his heart.

But no matter how guilty Ichiseki was, he couldn't help but ask:

"Master, can you ask what you prepared for that guy?"

"I knew you were going to ask!" Liu Rui'an said in a voice like "Oh! It hurts so much!":

"What I gave him was a set of holy clothes, but it was not a golden holy clothes, nor a golden holy clothes, and the Holy clothes of the Underworld."

"It just so happens that Valli is the grandson of the former Demon King. Although he is a mixed-race child, he has half of the Demon King's blood flowing."

"The Secret Clothes transformed by the teacher is also very consistent with his own power."

"Uh... that's it?" asked Hitoki Issei, who had been waiting for a while.

"What? Do you want your master to prepare a sacred cloak in the underworld for the other party? Or prepare more good things for the other party?" Liu Rui'an said angrily.

"No! The disciple absolutely has no such intention." Ishisei, who waved his hand quickly and did not forget to protect his head, said firmly:

"Disciple thinks this is good. The master arranged it very well, very well-informed."

"Okay, don't think that the difference in equipment will give you a lot of advantage." Liu Rui'an, who was not crazy anymore, glared at the other party and said:

"No matter how good the magic weapon is, it is just an external object, and without enough strength, you can't exert the full power of this golden sacred garment."

"Although Valli's things are indeed a little worse, his own strength is not comparable to what you can now."

"For the last time, my teacher reminds you that if you just want to rely on this equipment and be careless, you will die miserably!"

When Bing Teng heard this, his expression finally became serious.

"Although there are some arrangements for your teacher, this does not mean that no matter how you do it, you won't be in danger of your life." Liu Rui'an, who continued to hit the other party, said:

"So, work hard, I don't want to hear the news that you were beaten to death one day."

"I understand, master, I will definitely not be careless." Issei Hiroto, who had a serious expression, replied with a tight fist.

"Okay, hurry up and refine this magic weapon, and you will have to go to the underworld even if you look back."

"If something happens, you won't be embarrassed by your teacher."

After Liu Rui'an finished speaking, he was too lazy to talk to this unreliable disciple anymore. He waved his hand and left.

"I understand, master!"

Issei Hiroto, who bowed and bowed to see someone away, stood up straight, his eyes were filled with fierce fighting spirit.

Yes, it is indeed very dangerous to go to another world, but the benefits are also great, right?

What a joke, that's a god.

This kind of thing was replaced by Hitofuri Issei before, but now he has a chance.

Not to mention that my master has prepared so much. If you don’t work hard, how can you be worthy of yourself and how can you be worthy of the Blood Kirin? (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!