48 Hours a Day

The one responsible for hosting gladiator school gladiators is a somewhat lame Slavic.

He led the crowd to gather in the arena, familiarize themselves with the venue, and then when everyone arrived, he reiterated the rules of the war again. In the morning, the basically arranged performances of the veterinary fighters. The arena gathered a number of rare beasts from all over the country, which can be used by the veterinary fighters to show their taming skills or the animals to show their appetite.

In the afternoon, it will be the gladiator's turn, similar to what Zhang Heng had previously experienced in the Victor Arena, and the gladiator's performance in the Flavi Circular Theatre will be divided into many projects, no matter what the project, only the winning gladiator can advance to the next battle.

Ultimately, 72 warriors will be selected in the arena for the final chaos.

Yes, the situation is similar to the previous 12-member battle in which Zhang Heng participated, but all gladiators fought alone, and the final winner was the champion of this gladiator performance.

On the face of it, it's also a fair way of fighting, but that's not the case. As you know, gladiators have many kinds of fighters. Even Victor's most popular dozen mixed fighters don't put all kinds of gladiators together, because some gladiators' careers are too buggy, like knight gladiators and chariot gladiators, who are equipped with horses, while the latter drive chariots directly, in addition to shooter gladiators.

Typically, these special professional gladiators play with each other, like archers versus archers, chariots versus tanks.

However, in order to increase viewability, this martial arts show brings together all the gladiators, so that even the popular gladiators who were previously favored by the crowd could accidentally roll over to a more powerful profession, but in turn, the gladiators who eventually won the championship would have plenty of gold.

Zhang Heng also met several old acquaintances in familiarity with the venue, nicknamed Giant Power Maniac Terrifilos, Isaiah Arena's Thracean Danaus, and of course, the Satonillos he had just complained about, who had been watching him coldly, Zhang Hengxin believed that Satonillos would definitely not hesitate to kill him if he had the chance in a later martial arts performance.

There are also special professional gladiators worth noting.

Zhang Heng et al. were taken to the side lounge after a little warm-up exercise. They would wait here until it was their turn to prepare breakfast and lunch for them in the arena, while there were two small training rooms next door if they needed to.

Marcus later arrived at the Flavi Circular Theatre and inspired the gladiators under his command, "Gentlemen, it is time to test the promise you have made to defend the honor of Victor Arena. When you stand here, it is not just you, but the arena behind you, so whoever your opponent is, do not be afraid, show your strength and courage, and the Vengeance Goddess Nimisis will always be with you! ”

Marcus looked at Zhang Heng more deliberately after he had finished, and the latter nodded at him.

Marcus felt a little relieved, he wiped the sweat off his forehead, and although he was not required to perform in a gladiator show, he didn't even sleep well last night, considering that the show was likely to affect the prosperity and decline of gladiator schools for at least the next decade.

Besides, he also saw what Gabi had said earlier about Zhang Heng being difficult to control.

Last night's clash between the latter and Satonillos was definitely something he didn't want to see, but the end result was a tie, and Zhang Heng also took a bit of the upper hand, but Makrous felt that the fight was completely unnecessary from the point of view of risk and profit, winning was not much, if he lost, the foreign gladiator who had been smashed in the head was Zhang Heng, so that the fight performance had not started, Victor's economy lost its ace first.

In addition, he also saw that Zhang Heng wanted to have a good feeling about Bo De Kang Maud, which is in line with his interests. Marcruz naturally also hoped that the young Emperor would take note of his gladiator's school and come to the Victor Arena to watch the performance. This was more effective than any publicity. However, Zhang Heng had not discussed this with him before, completely on his own initiative. At the same time, he hid the meaning of wanting to get on the line of Kang Maud so as to get away from the gladiator's school, which also made Marcruz a little uncomfortable.

But now he needs Zhang Heng to win him the championship of this tournament, so even if he has any ideas, he can only press first, and the other things can only wait until the end of the tournament.

Of course, if Zhang Heng really took the championship, it would be further out of Marcus' control, but this is kind of a happy worry. Marcus didn't spend much time in the gladiator's lounge. After a few words of encouragement, he left. There was his spot on the stands, and then he would watch the game there.

His front foot just left, and the other figure appeared in front of Zhang Heng.

As Satonylos rose to Zhang Heng, the guards in the lounge immediately drew their weapons, warning the former loudly. No matter what the arena lounge is, gladiators are strictly forbidden to do it here. Whatever grievances exist between the two sides, they should be placed on the scene for resolution.

However, Satonylos ignored those warnings and walked straight to Zhang Heng, opening his mouth.

“I will pray for you, Oriental, so that you can win the final battle all the way, because by then your head will be mine, and as long as I take the weapon, what happened last night will never happen again. ”

“That's true.” Zhang Heng nodded, "If we all had weapons, what happened last night would not have happened. ”

The guards in the lounge were pressured by the pressure exerted by Satonillos, who had to call his companions not far away again, but when he gathered his men, Satonillos had returned to his seat and no longer looked at Zhang Heng.

Soon after, the crowd heard the footsteps and noise coming from the top of their heads, knowing that it was the audience that had begun to enter.

This martial arts show, which was prepared by the Senate for royal funding, was dedicated to the entertainment of the people and the harvest of the hearts and minds of the city of Rome, and therefore did not charge any fees. Of course, despite the 90,000 seats, it still appears to be quite inadequate compared to the 1.5 million inhabitants of the city.

Among them, nobles need not say that there is a corresponding area for them to sit in, while civilians need a bone card to enter, somewhat similar to the concert tickets of future generations, with seating numbers engraved on the stands, as well as the entrance door numbers and areas, to ensure orderly access for all.