48 Hours a Day

Chapter 810 Yo, isn't that a coincidence?

The three-day martial arts show finally reached its final part and was the biggest Gao Dynasty in the entire martial arts show.

Seventy-two gladiators from different gladiator schools gathered together in the arena today to compete and catch and kill each other until the final championship is decided.

Unlike the previous 12-man battle in the Victor Arena, there were more gladiators, stronger fighters, and no teams, all single fighters, no resurrection teams, in other words, any minor mistakes could lead to elimination.

The audience waited too long for this visual feast, so as soon as the gladiators arrived, they burst into a tsunami-like cheer.

And Satonylos and others finally came back at this time, realizing that they were now standing on the highest stage of gladiators, representing their respective gladiator schools. Although after yesterday's events, they were completely frightened of Zhang Heng, this did not mean that they could give up the next competition altogether.

Because this martial arts performance is crucial to all martial arts schools, it will determine the prosperity of the next few years or even a decade. Thus, the owners of the schools have basically given death orders, setting minimum targets in addition to demanding the championship of gladiators.

And the vast majority of Satonilos and others are not free to achieve their goals, and they are under a lot of pressure.

So you can't give up now, they are all powerful and famous gladiators themselves, even if you can't fight Zhang Heng, against other gladiators can still take the upper hand.

So the next battle they just need to be careful to avoid Zhang Heng.

However, when the battle really started, the audience on the stands were surprised to find that those powerful gladiators who had been placed in high hopes and felt that they could pose some threat to Zhang Heng had failed to play the same role.

In the end, Satonilos et al. were affected, not physically, but spiritually. Compared to other fighters who were sharp and prepared for today, many of them were sleepless overnight, in poor mental state, with varying degrees of decline in response and dangerous sense of smell. In addition, they would distract themselves from the situation over there during the battle, fearing that the next round would go to the latter, which also made them constrained.

Of course, their level is still there. If it's normal, they can basically control the fighting rhythm, but now their opponents are not ordinary gladiators, but the remaining elites after several rounds of killing, even if their strength is slightly worse than theirs, are nowhere near as good.

And so the audience here also saw the scene where they dropped their glasses, before the famous gladiators in Rome missed, and even some familiars with Satonillos and Danaos could not help wondering if these guys had colluded with the dealers in a fake game, wanted to lose the battle intentionally and get out early, otherwise there was no explanation for their intolerable behavior.

Habitus is now the best of the group that attacked Zhang Heng yesterday.

Although he lost two fingers, he ran away by himself after a failed sneak attack, and thus missed the scene of Zhang Hengsheng Heaven. His mental condition was fairly stable. His weakness was purely physical. As Zhang Heng said, the loss of two fingers greatly affected his mastery of the weapon.

But Habitus also found a solution: instead of holding the sword in his left hand, he held the shield in his right hand, which lacked a finger, so that his right hand did not have to make too many difficult moves.

Of course, he doesn't dare to use his shield to harden his opponents' attacks now. Fearing that the shield is too powerful to let go, he is a flexible gladiator. He also learned some footsteps from old Persian trainers, even if it is just fur, enough to cope with the current battle, and even gradually take the upper hand.

Habitus also fought his old life this time. He didn't want his reputation accumulated over the years to go away. He bit his teeth and took all his strength. He even changed some of his previous fighting styles, reduced his spectacle boosting moves, started to stabilise and stabilise, and finally succeeded in defeating his opponents and winning the first round.

In addition, Habitus, like Satonilos and others, closely followed Zhang Heng's movements. See that Zhang Heng was still a long way from him, had just won against his opponent on the other side, and Habitus hastily ended the fighting.

But when he saw his second round of opponents, he couldn't help but stand there.

The Germans punched him in the mouth and revealed two rows of teeth, "Yo, is that a coincidence? Looks like we can finally get to know each other. ”

Habitus had been paying attention to Zhang Heng before, but he had missed Bach. Of course, he had almost reached the limit and had no energy to focus on the two people at the same time.

Habitus was not afraid to meet the Germans before yesterday's incident, because Bach was too young to lose, and compared to the old fox Habitus, who was at least 70% sure to take Bach down, even if he wasn't 10%.

But now it's different, he's missing two fingers, although both left and right hands can hold swords to fight, but the left hand is not as flexible as the right hand, and the struggle he just won was a barely won battle, took a lot of energy and effort, and it was easy to win against Bach.

The Germans, moreover, obviously had premeditated plans to win in the morning, but deliberately dragged them to this point to seek revenge.

Habitus looked to the adjudicator beside him, "We're in the same arena. It doesn't make sense to run into each other so early. ”

As a result, the referee ignored him, just made a war gesture, and Bach didn't wait much for a second, and burst out laughing.

Even though the two men have been looking at each other poorly, Habitus placed Bach and him in a similar position at the bottom of his heart. The first time the two sides met him, although he won easily, there were many factors among them, Bach's boat Lawton, hungry and tired, and at the same time he didn't know enough about him. The light enemy finally suffered a great loss before he could be easily played.

But this time, the Germans came prepared, and as soon as it came up, it was a fierce attack, and he didn't pick the point of Habitus, which was to force the other party to jump out of hiding and have to resist his attack head-on.

So Habitus took two swords and felt that his shield tended to fall off, but he had no other solution. The Germans beat him with his local mouse, had no moves, and didn't talk about any technique, which was to smash his head and face like a pure storm.