48 Hours a Day

Kang Maud felt much more comfortable after the Great War, then changed into Zhang Heng's hurry clothes and left the gladiator school at night.

Zhang Heng's eyes disappeared, then turned back to the house and found the little girl lying on the door seam looking this way.

Probably because of the acquaintance, the little slave is now a lot more relaxed, without the restraint of the first time I met her, I was caught and not blushing, but curious.

“Wow, is the man who just arrived really His Majesty the Emperor? ”

“Didn't you have the bronze coin he gave you?” Zhang Hengdao.

“Mm-hmm, I looked at it again, and it looked a lot like him.” Little Slave nodded, "I just can't believe even His Majesty the Emperor came to see you. How famous are you now, catching up with Sisnaters? ”

“Not yet," Zhang Hengdao said, "Sisnates has built up a reputation for years. ”

She was relieved to hear that Marcus attached great importance to worthy Ace gladiators. Zhang Heng might send more female slaves to him if he was famous again. Maybe she would be sent to serve other gladiators by then.

However, not long after she was happy, she listened to Zhang Heng and added, "The champions of this fight show, I should be able to outnumber Sisnarts. ”

“Ah?” The little slave almost jumped. “So fast?! ”

“Well, after all, in the Flavi Circular Theatre, the audience is large enough and it spreads faster.” Zhang Hengdao, “what's wrong? Can I help you? ”

“No, no...” the little slave shook her head and denied, of course she was afraid to say her thoughts carefully.

Zhang Heng didn't ask any more, just said, "Usually you and I can hang out anywhere. Don't sneak around when you meet other people later. Don't take things seriously. Some people's identities are sensitive, especially the big people. Perhaps hearing a phrase could lead you to the scourge of death. ”

“So horrible?” The little slave didn't know why. She felt a little sour in her heart. She obviously didn't want Zhang Heng to know her true thoughts, but she felt disappointed when she saw that she really didn't care about her appearance.

Perhaps she and the other slaves are no different in each other's eyes, and even if they were replaced one day, someone probably wouldn't notice.

The little slave thought so, and Zhang Heng on the other side had gone to fetch water himself. He simply took a cold shower, washed off the sweat from his body, and went to bed early afterwards, because there was also a gladiator performance the next day.

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Compared to the first day, the atmosphere in the arena on the second day is obviously a little different.

Even Satonylos, the giant Teliphilos, and the Thracean Danaos, who made their first day out, could feel the audience's enthusiasm for them diminishing considerably, and after last night they all knew what happened to Zhang Heng's astonishing war.

Ask yourselves, they all know that they can't do what Zhang Heng can do, and even if the first battle is quick, especially if the second battle Zhang Heng barefoot surrendered to a buffalo, in their view, this is an incredible thing, even the proudest Satonylos can feel a strong sense of crisis.

Zhang Heng has clearly become the biggest obstacle to their winning path, as can be seen from the former's already top odds.

With his own strength, this Orientalist turned a star-shinning martial arts performance into his own unicorn, so it was naturally difficult for other gladiators to have any fondness for Zhang Heng.

The only exception to this is probably Bach, who has already taught Zhang Hengzhao deeply before.

Probably because he has accepted the fact that he is not Zhang Heng's opponent, the Germans are fine, he comes out of the training room and yells at Zhang Heng, "I hear some guys want to work together against you, you better be careful. ”

“Really?” Zhang Heng lifted his eyelids and looked at Habitus and others on the other side of his eyes.

Theoretically, they are all Victor Arena people, something really happened, at least they should be on the same front, but now it does not seem so. Zhang Heng saw Habitus called out by a gladiator before, and then came back. He obviously knew that a plot against Zhang Heng was forming, but did not warn Zhang Heng as Bach did, and it is even likely that he himself was involved.

But Zhang Heng didn't really care about it either.

Many things are difficult to reconcile. Since he is going to show strength to attract the interest of Kang Maud, he will naturally also think of the threat to other gladiators. Good thing Zhang Heng also has enough confidence in his strength. He is now two very different people than when he first entered the copy.

At that time, he might have to consider ways to reduce the hostility of other gladiators towards him, but now even if Zhang Heng knew that Satonylos and others wanted to join forces against him, there was no need for action.

The reason is simple, because he's strong enough now.

Because of the extra 24 hours on the body, Zhang Heng's growth speed has already exceeded the difficulty of incremental replicas after the expansion of the time flow rate. In fact, after the leaker's replica, ordinary replicas are no longer dangerous for Zhang Heng. He also has more swimming edges in the replica, so he can focus on learning new skills, as he chose to add the blade of balance.

Zhang Heng certainly knew the risk of walking as an assassin, but after weighing the magnitude of the risk, he decided to eat the risk, which stemmed from his confidence in his own strength.

This is also true now, the final conflagration restricted by the rules can only be one-on-one, which can't be changed by any small move. With lv4's knife method, coupled with the newly learned assassin footsteps, Zhang Heng doesn't think anyone else will be his opponent.

And that's pretty obvious in the next day's gladiator show.

Zhang Heng's two wars were equally clean. Whatever his opponents' tactics, they were the same despair and helplessness under his two Persian swords. Especially as soon as he appeared, there was a rhythm in the audience shouting his name, and there was an unparalleled sense of oppression on his opponents.

Those who can stand in the Flavi Arena are also stars in their respective gladiator schools. Only the audience has ever praised them, rarely seen themselves become villains, and it is even harder for them to earn back at all.