Saint Seiya Arrives at Super Seminary

"This is the fur that our barbarians have saved over the years!" said

Tedamir, who had raised his head with open hands.

The fur of powerful prey is not only the clothing they use to protect themselves from the cold, but also a proof of their strength and courage.

"Not bad, not bad!" Shen Lang walked into the cave and looked at the various animal skins that were being suspended.

Some of these animals are similar to Blue Star, but they are much larger, while others are completely different, but they are all very beautiful in terms of coat color and pattern.

"Is that all?" Shen Lang asked, turning his head.

Although there are a lot of furs in this cave, the barbarians have lived here for generations, so there should be more stock.

"Ahem," the Barbarian King coughed twice, turning his head to look at Sejuani on the side.

After fighting with Shen Lang and destroying the leather whip, Sejuani has been following behind the two of them, silently watching the two.

Seeing the appearance of the barbarian king, Shen Lang turned his head to look at this beautiful female knight who was full of wildness.

"The rest of the furs are in my hands, if you want to get them, you have to promise me one thing!" Sejuani looked at Shen Lang and said suddenly.

"Oh, why should I promise you, it's that you need to exchange fur for food from me, if the fur is not enough, it is you barbarians who are hungry, I don't care, I want fur from you, I just don't want our own people to suffer!"

Shen Lang said lightly.

"Sister Pig, now is not the time to make trouble, the clansmen can't wait any longer!" said the Barbarian King loudly.

Several old, weak, sick and disabled soldiers who followed behind her also showed her longing eyes.

Even these warriors were hungry and emaciated at this time, and the women and children who were nested in the igloo were even more difficult.

Looking at the pleading eyes of the barbarian king and the warriors, Sejuani reluctantly pulled out a huge blue key from the mountain peak in front of her chest.

Tear off the rope and wave it to Shen Lang next to him.

"Take it, Southerner, I hope you can bring enough food for us barbarians, or I... Hmph!"

Thinking of the difference in force between herself and the other party, Sejuani snorted coldly, and secretly sulked in her heart.

Raising his hand to grab the key that still had a hint of warmth, Shen Lang smiled and said, "What conditions do you want me to promise you just now, tell me, maybe I will promise you!"

Sejuani's eyes lit up, and she immediately stepped forward, and the towering mountain peak was almost above Shen Lang's chest.

"Really, can you make me as strong as you?" Sejuani stared at Shen Lang with burning eyes.

When the words fell, the barbarian king and the other barbarian warriors all looked at Shen Lang with excitement in their eyes.

In the culture of the barbarians, great power is everything.

Everyone is desperately trying to become stronger, because those who are weak have fallen forever in the cold ice field.

In their eyes, the leader Tedamir and the War Mother Sejuani are synonymous with power, ice warriors blessed by the spirits of their ancestors.

But it was the war mother Sejuani they looked up to, but she couldn't hurt Shen Lang's hair, and even his beloved weapon was destroyed.

This Mu made them feel Shen Lang's power very intuitively, not to mention the barbarian king, in his heart, Shen Lang was no different from the gods in the southerners' beliefs.

Feeling the desire for power in their hearts, that kind of pure pursuit, Shen Lang suddenly had an idea in his heart, and his face became serious.

"Sejuani, do you know what you want to get?"

"Strength, great power, power that can defeat you!" Sejuani did not hesitate at all, looking at Shen Lang's eyes, there was both desire and strong fighting intent.

"Why are you obsessed with defeating me, aren't you afraid that I won't teach you how to become stronger?" asked Shen Lang with a playful look in his eyes.

"Hmph, we barbarians won't beat around the bush like you southerners, I was supposed to defeat Ainixid and become the mother of war for all of Freljord.

But you are much stronger than Ainished, and even if I defeat her, I will not be recognized by the southerners, so I will defeat you too.

Moreover, you guy, you have been dodging just now and not fighting back, do you look down on me?"

Sejuani said here, her whole popularity was sighing, maybe this was the main reason why she wanted to defeat Shen Lang.

"Okay, I'll give you a chance to defeat me and teach you to become stronger!"

"Really?" Sejuani's eyes widened in disbelief.

In fact, she also understands that the chances of getting a response to such a request are slim.

But she was really unwilling, so she brought it up, but she didn't expect this southerner to agree.

In an instant, Sejuani felt that this southerner had become much more pleasing to the eye.

The thin body that was originally in his eyes, the overly fair skin, and the clean face like a girl, at this time exude a charm that is different from that of barbarian men.

"I don't care about deceiving a woman yet, but I'll say it first, I will teach you powerful methods, whether you can defeat me or not is your own business today!" Shen Lang was already preparing to pass on the cultivation method of the small universe.

In Lanxing, he also passed on the cultivation method of the small universe, although no one among the people knew about it, but in the army of Huaxia, everyone knew it.

It's a pity that for most of the year, no one has been able to awaken the small universe.

Only Ahri, Yuqin, and Jana, these three people are awakened by themselves, a special bloodline, an artifact reincarnation, and an ancient demigod.

Rena and Keisha are in a special situation and can't be treated as usual.

With the gradual improvement of the realm of the small universe, a trace of induction was born at the bottom of the underworld, and the number of people who awakened the small universe increased, which would also be of great benefit to his own cultivation.

It's a pity that the power, talent, luck, and willpower of the small universe are indispensable, especially the willpower that is not afraid of life and death.

The best way is to use religious beliefs to brainwash, cultivate fanatical beliefs, and give birth to indestructible wills.

Although there are many religions on the Blue Star, they have all become a money-making business, and the determined fanatics do not exist in this materialistic era.

Freljord is different, whether it is the southerners who believe in angels, or the barbarians who worship the souls of their ancestors, they are all somewhat pure in heart.

The harsh environment has honed their perseverance, and the constant war has made them strong.

Isn't this a good seedling for cultivating the small universe, the barbarian kings Tedamir, Sejuani, and Aniside, their bodies have been honed to the limit, and countless experiences of facing life and death have even awakened their sixth sense of perceiving danger.

As long as they understand the theory of the small universe, they will immediately become powerful saints.

Thinking of this, Shen Lang made a decision in his heart.