48 Hours a Day

Zhang Heng finished his congratulations, first fell into a silence, immediately followed by a cheer at the entrance to the training ground.

Bach's companion, the five Germans, drank loudly.

If they were told before this trial that they would be excited about Bach's victory, they probably wouldn't believe it, because in their view, Bach's ability to win would have been a biblical thing.

But after witnessing this terrific battle, they will never have this idea again, especially when they see Bach go through a "bitter battle" and never give up, a stubborn resistance to a stormy onslaught against his opponents, and eventually find the enemy's blossoming (brain-filling) and winning one blow.

There is nothing more bloodthirsty than a victory like this, and Bach is like a strong male lead who can never be killed in a bloodthirsty comic strip, a spirit that not only inspires him but also infects those around him.

Only the hero himself didn't seem as excited as his own companion, and Bach was still stunned when the cheer rang.

Zhang Heng saw Bach's expression and had to add, “Excellent sword, you found my only broken sword. Given the circumstances at the time, this sword was very bold, especially when the timing was very good, completely unexpected, sooner or later, you were the one who lost the battle. ”

“Did I find your blossom?” Bach will suspect, mainly because he was previously suppressed by Zhang Heng too tragic to see a chance of winning at all. The sword was completely dying to win, but eventually he somehow won. Contacting Zhang Heng before that performance in the training camp was not eye-catching. It is difficult to get Bach to suspect that the other party was intentionally draining water.

“Isn't that right?” Zhang Heng's sincere questioning also led Bach to wonder if he had really hit luck. After all, the situation was very critical. Bach and I couldn't think enough of it. It was his instinct to play that sword. Maybe it was Mars who suddenly took care of him at that moment and let the blind cat touch the dead rat, winning this exciting game.

Looking at the ecstatic look of his companion, Bach couldn't say the next word in his mouth.

“You should join them in celebrating.” Zhang Heng reached out.

Bach hesitated and eventually handed over his training sword and small round shield, which also meant that he accepted the end result, along with the wooden sword that fell on the ground, Zhang Heng put these things back together.

Now that Bach says that the battle will be canceled regardless of whether he wins or loses Varo, Zhang Heng Nature really doesn't care about winning, and it would be more appropriate to lose than win if he were to become a silent free man in the gladiator's school according to his original plan.

So this fight is the best he can pursue. He lost, but Zhang Heng also knew from the eyes of Germans that there was no need to worry that the armistice agreement would be invalid, because in the end, the gladiator school was a place to look at fists.

Zhang Heng showed his muscles and naturally won respect.

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Bach's troubles are best solved in Zhang Heng's view, but more on Varo's side or only on his own.

Zhang Heng's perception of Varo is not bad. After all, Varo was the first person he came into contact with in the copy. Varo was a Roman citizen before he became a slave. Zhang Heng's knowledge of Rome was basically learned from Varo's mouth, except for the history he had learned before. Although many things are not needed now, this copy counts as an extra 24 hours. For a year and a half, Zhang Heng could not have been nestled in the gladiator's school. He will eventually go out, and these things will also be useful.

As for Varo himself, it was strange, probably because the family business was passed down by his father, he was quite skilled in antique appraisal, but not as fraudulent as the vast majority of businessmen. According to him, the daily job was quite simple, which was to walk the streets and collect antiques, and then get them to the store for sale, and most of them were familiar customers.

His simple personality was also deceived later, the family's fortune was lost and he became a slave, and when he learned the truth, Varo was not more sad than his heart died. Even Zhang Heng and Bach did not notice the covenant. When Zhang Heng returned, he did not cry, but completely sealed himself up and lost all hope. All that remained in his eyes was numbness.

For the next two weeks, while he was still training, eating and sleeping as usual, everyone could see that he had completely abandoned his more and more recent examination and his life, so that he would only be sold to the countryside.

Gabi was also thinking about getting Varo to the mine, and the latter's attitude made no sense, but Bach found him at this point, asking Gabi to give Varo a little more time, not too much, just three days.

Gabi was somewhat surprised because, to his knowledge, Bach and Varo were not very familiar and did not expect the Germans to plead for Varo, but Gabi did not reject Bach either, because his release in good faith would undoubtedly bring him closer to the relationship with others and make him the righteous leader of the current generation.

Though gladiators are competitors to each other, it doesn't mean that there is no friendship, especially sometimes there are partners out there, the lone wolf is strong, but it would be easier to help with the wolf herd.

Gabi is somewhat curious about how Bach's muscular head came up with this kind of thing, but he has other things to worry about right now, and he doesn't think much, and Wallow's stay is just a trivial little thing.

Over time, more than twenty days have passed unwittingly, the deadline given by Makrous is approaching, and Bach's training is just as smooth as planned.

But that's why the problem is so serious.

Because Gabi knew perfectly well that training Bach according to the normal plan would never raise him to the level of the Sisnarts, and even if he later set foot in the battle arrangements, finding some famous and overpowered gladiator to rival Bach and create momentum for him, but there would always be a day when the lies would be poked through, and the higher he held out, the more painful it would fall.

Bach would even lose his life if he was unlucky, and the gladiator school would lose more.

Gabi even thought about replacing him with an already famous gladiator, such as Habitus, who has always had a good popularity, a good chance of winning, and a very pleasant way of fighting. And even though he has less potential than Bach, his strength is above Bach, and perhaps Habitus can give Bach more room to grow for a while...

Gabi thought a little intoxicated, even forgot that Bach was still standing in front of him until he showed his impatient look on the latter's face, and Gabi nodded, “Yes, then give him three more days. ”