Following the underground passage, Ask arrived at the Red Team training ground.
When he opened the door, he saw the gladiators training in scattered corners. Some were practicing sword slashing, some were practicing spear thrusting, some were holding shields to defend against their companions' attacks, and some were hitting themselves with sandbags, revealing their strong copper-colored muscles.
Ask picked up a piece of ring iron plate mail from the shelf next to him and put it on, then changed into iron boots and an iron helmet, and took a two-handed sword from the weapon rack.
So all the gladiators in the room turned their eyes over.
"Hey, chicken!" A muscular man came over. He was a strong man about 1.85 meters tall, shirtless, showing his well-developed chest muscles and eight-pack abs. "This is not the place you should be! Go back to your mother and drink milk!"
"I'm the newly registered red gladiator." Ask said calmly.
"Why sign up? Our red team of gladiators is full! Sadric, Sadric!" the burly man roared immediately.
"What are you arguing about!" About half a minute later, the middle-aged man who was at the counter came running over. "Theotis! Your red gladiator team is full. We will be fighting in half an hour. Why don't you take your people to warm up with training?"
"My brother has asked for leave, how can the Red Team participate in the fight!" Theotis angrily retorted, "Also, what's the matter with this new chicken?"
"There is no such thing as asking for leave in our arena. It is clearly written in the employment contract." The receptionist Sadric crossed his arms and said coldly, "Since he is not coming today, he can wait for a vacancy in the team next time! Or he can participate in a solo fight."
"That's my own brother!" Theotis' eyes widened with anger, revealing a violent expression that seemed ready to devour anyone he chose. "How dare you, how dare you kick him out of my team!"
"Even your grandfather can't help it! If your brother takes a year off, does that mean your Red Team won't participate in the gladiatorial contest for a year?" Sadrick sneered and looked at Ask, "Also, if I find out that you beat or killed this new teammate privately, you know what will happen to you. Every inch of this place is covered by surveillance cameras."
He closed the door and left. Theotis looked at Ask, who looked indifferent, and his facial muscles almost trembled with rage. After more than ten seconds, his anger turned into cruel and resentful hatred, and the way he looked at Ask became like looking at a dead person.
"Everyone, go back to training!" He turned around and said coldly to everyone. In this place full of cameras, Theotis still didn't dare to commit the crime on the spot.
The other gladiators returned to their positions one after another. They did not dare to provoke the furious Theotis, nor did they have any interest in Ask, a newcomer who was doomed to die. For a moment, the whole room was filled with the sound of swords clashing and the muffled groans of hitting flesh.
Ask wielded the two-handed greatsword, familiarized himself with the weapon, and began to think in his mind.
The next potion for the "Weapon Master" is "Sharp Weapon I", which allows him to be familiar with the use of all sharp weapons and to be familiar with the data attributes of any sharp weapon. If I remember correctly, the "One-Day Champion" of this arena can choose the potion of "Sharp Weapon I" as a reward.