The gladiatorial performance on the second day ended in a calm and peaceful environment, without accidents or twists and turns.
Basically, all the promising gladiators entered the final battle list on the third day, which was different from the ten predicted before the show.
Among them, the gladiators from the various gladiator schools in the city occupied the vast majority of the list, while those outside the city, except for the giant Therophilos with extraordinary talents, only a dozen or so people made it to the final battle list. .
This result was quite beyond the expectations of the gladiators outside the city, just like the unlucky ghost whose nose was blown when he went to provoke Satonillos that night said that these gladiators outside the city had to perform around and challenge the local Experts, their actual combat experience should be richer than these "pampered" gladiators in the city, and their living environment is more difficult, and it is reasonable to say that they are more tempered.
But the reality is extremely cruel.
The overwhelming advantage is these "ladies and ladies' toys" that they didn't like.
But this is actually quite normal. The living conditions of the gladiators in these schools in the city are much better than those outside the city. Naturally, they have more time to train instead of wasting on the way back and forth. Better and stronger bodies, and specialized physicians to deal with injuries for them.
Of course, the most important point is that gladiators inside the city are generally worth more than those outside the city. In terms of average price, one gladiator inside the city is worth two outside the city.
So those slave traders are naturally willing to sell better and stronger gladiator embryos to the gladiator schools in the city, and some gladiators outside the city are even famous and sold to the gladiator schools in the city by their masters at a high price. The extra battle experience gained by the fighters could not even out the huge gap between the two sides.
So the present results are not surprising.
After the performance, Zhang Heng returned to his residence in the donkey cart of the gladiator school as usual.
He deliberately picked a later time, so that most of the audience had already gone home, so as to avoid the harassment of some extreme admirers, and Habitus and Bach were also with him.
By the end of the second day, there were only four people left in the Victor Arena.
Zhang Heng, Bach, Habitus, and an old gladiator called Murkazan.
However, although everyone is in the same arena, there is not much conversation along the way. Perhaps it was because they would become opponents when they played tomorrow, so the atmosphere was a little silent.
Zhang Heng did not expect that the first person to speak was Habitus.
"Satonilos and Danaus are discussing how to deal with you."
A sneer appeared on the corner of Bach's mouth when he heard the words, "Isn't it too late to start a relationship now? Isn't there no one who doesn't know about this?"
"But you don't know what the specific plans of Satonillos and Danaus are." Habitus said blankly.
"Oh?" Zhang Heng leaned his back back again.
"I know you don't like me, and to be honest, I don't like you either." Habitus looked into Bach's eyes, "If I have the chance, I want to punch your stinky face, and you ," Habitus looked at Zhang Heng again, "You think you are better than everyone else and don't take us seriously, but in the end we are all from a gladiator school. If you win the championship, Vic Multi-arena attendance will definitely go up, and as much as I hate to admit it, it's good for me."
"so?"
"That's why I pretended to accept Satonillos' invitation at the Flavi Amphitheatre, just to break into their interior." Habitus said, "They plan to mix a herbal medicine that can make people weak. Sneak it into your lunch at noon tomorrow."
"There are such herbs?" Bach was a little surprised when he heard this.
"This is Rome, not the backcountry where you, a barbarian, lived before. There are so many things you haven't seen before." Habitus laughed.
Bach also said angrily when he heard the words, "We savages from the backcountry don't just think about using some dirty tricks when we can't beat others, so what glory is there even if we win?"
Habitus didn't take it seriously when he heard this, "If you've been a gladiator long enough and have experienced enough battles, you'll know that survival is the most important thing, and the best way to survive is to keep winning. important."
"It's no wonder I don't like you very much when I see you. Although your strength is good, you have a nasty smell permeating your body." The German spit and went outside the donkey cart.
"You better keep your mouth clean," Habitus' face darkened, "otherwise you just pray that you won't meet me tomorrow."
"Oh, I've been waiting for a long time to get revenge when we first met." Bach stood up from his seat without any fear.
Another gladiator named Murkazan saw that the situation was deteriorating, so he had to act as a peacemaker. He stood up and stood in front of Bach and Habitus, and said, "Okay, everyone Stop arguing, calm down, even if there are any grievances, they can be resolved in the arena."
Bach snorted through his nostrils, and was about to sit down, but he didn't expect that the next moment, Murkazan, who was acting as a peacemaker, took out a small knife from nowhere and pressed it on his chest.
"It has nothing to do with you. If you are sensible, don't move around." Mulkazan warned.
And just as Murkazan took out the knife, Habitus also took out a small razor and rushed towards Zhang Heng on the other side.
All of this happened in a blink of an eye. Just a moment ago, Habitus had just confessed that he mixed with Satonillos and others to find out how the latter planned to deal with Zhang Heng, but the next moment he suddenly appeared without any warning. Turned over.
He and Mulkazan had a clear division of labor, one of them restrained Bach, while the other pounced on the unsuspecting Zhang Heng.
But when Habitus met Zhang Heng's eyes, he felt a bad feeling in his heart, because there was no panic or panic in his eyes.
Just looked at him quietly.
Immediately afterwards, Habitus saw the light of the knife flash, and his two fingers holding the razor fell to the ground. He didn't realize the pain until blood gushed out from the severed part.
Although he had already imagined Zhang Heng to be very strong, he was cautious and careful, and tried to numb the opponent's nerves with words first, and then moved his hands, but he still didn't expect that the opponent's knife could be so fast.