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The competition between Zhang Heng and Terrifilos is undoubtedly the best show of the day.

Both are top gladiators, the fighting process is intense and exciting, another wave of 30%, fully satisfied the audience's strong desire to see an amazing battle, and Zhang Heng finally won with the advantages of half a move and risky defeat also completely detonated the entertainment atmosphere of the arena.

Though the show isn't quite over, there's no suspension in the audience's eyes.

If Telluriferus, who has been “hiding his strength”, can't pull Zhang Heng off his horse, do we expect the now desolate Satonylorus and others to explode suddenly?

And the end result is exactly what they expected.

Zhang Heng's battle quickly subsided after resolving the only difficult “strong enemy”. Lianked opponents eventually won the championship of this gladiator show easily.

After the referee announced Zhang Heng as the final winner, people, including the young emperor, rose from their seats to cheer and bless the champion.

There was a rain of rose petals in the sky, after which a referee sent the ready palm branches and laurels symbolizing victory to Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng wore a laurel under the watchful eye of more than 90,000 viewers on the scene, and then lifted the palm leaves in his hand and circled the area for a week.

“Congratulations, I made a lot of money this time, making me a little jealous. ”

Pompeanus probe against Lucilla Road, which had the earliest bet, Zhang Heng's odds were still higher, so that Lucilla could make almost twice as much money as it did in three days before and after.

“So sometimes people have to take risks.” Lucille smiled.

Pompeanus smiled and nodded, “You're right. ”

“Know what I like most about you? ”

“Hmm?”

“Even if you disagree with a person's point of view, but as long as it doesn't affect your interests, you won't argue with each other, you will agree with each other's words, but in your mind, you probably think the other is stupid [beep]. ”

“What made my beautiful wife so misunderstand me?” Pompeanus smiled bitterly, “I really envy you. Your eyes are unique and full of courage. This courage even surpasses the men around you. I have just earned more money than I can even see. How can I...”

When Pompeanus spoke only half the time, Lucilla pressed her lips, and then Lucilla kissed her without a sign.

Unlike the other women that Pompeanus had met, Lucilla's kiss was quite aggressive, as her people did, courageous and without concealing her charm.

The two of them were on the observation deck without a kiss, while Lucilla's eyes were staring at Zhang Heng in the arena, and a funny laugh appeared in the corner of her mouth, as if a little girl had suddenly discovered a new toy.

…………

When the cheer was slightly lower, the young emperor cleared his voice.

“Brave gladiator, come on, let me take a good look at you.” Commodore Road.

“Yes, Your Majesty.” Zhang Heng also acted as if the one-on-one training had never happened last night, walking under the watchtower of the young emperor.

The more he looks at Zhang Hengyue, the more he feels comfortable. This Oriental man is powerful, and rarely, very intelligent. He can always understand exactly what he means, and now he lacks such a person around him.

More precisely, of course, there is now a shortage of talent around Conmood. Although his father left him with a group of elderly people to support him, these elderly people were used without his own free hand, and Conmood could feel that their attitude towards him, while respectful, did not recognize his ability to govern very well.

In fact, those old men basically inherited the traditions and rules of the Aurelius era, rather than defending Commodore, but rather ensuring that Aurelius' legacy was carried out smoothly, even by often fingering the young emperor.

The decision to cease the fighting between the Khanmoud and Germanic tribes had been strongly obstructed by senior military officials and felt that such an affront to the honor of the Empire was clear that it would take only a few more years for the Germanic tribes to be destroyed, why they should be reconciled and paid to the barbarian tribes.

But Conmood felt that the empire soldiers had gone too far these years. From the time he was born, he had witnessed his father's Civil War, but after every battle, the next battle would appear. Those savages were like wild grass in the fields, and after cutting a batch, the next batch would emerge, infinite.

So what if they beat the Germans? They will come back to rest and recuperation somewhere else. Better put an end to the war now. In addition, Khanmoud feels that after fighting for so long, the military has made a lot of money, but the emotions of civil disobedience are gradually warming up. His approach is to conform to the popular opinion.

But at this point, the military moved out of Orelli's life to crush him.

If Conmood could stand it while Olerio was still alive, but the question is, he is now on the bench, further tastes the sweetness of power, and finds it hard to send out his decree, what does this emperor sit on?

So forming a team willing to follow orders with him, loyal and useful, is his priority now.

And there's a good talent right now.

“My people, please tell me how can I reward him for his wonderful performance?!” Kang Maud points to Zhang Hengdao in the arena.

At first, there were people who said bounty, and there were people who said women, and they were all yelling in chaos, but finally their voices were unified, and they came together as a word, and a word that made Marcus smell different.

“Freedom!!! ”

This is what slave gladiators dream of the most, because without freedom everything they have is a mirror moon, yet under normal rules, ordinary gladiators are only asked to give their freedom status after a considerable period of service to the arena and after dozens of wonderful fights.

However, perhaps because of Zhang Heng's previous stunning performance, the majority of people in the audience are now demanding his freedom. Of course, the most important reason is that Zhang Heng is not their property anyway. It's still quite pleasant to have a mouthful, but the problem is that Marcus is miserable.

Although Zhang Heng won the championship on behalf of Victor's Arena and captured the hearts and minds of the entire city of Rome, the problem is that Marcus didn't have time to realize these honors and concerns, and the hens who lay their own eggs would have to run away first.