Merion went to see Avodo tonight because he was worried that York would be affected and couldn't fall asleep tonight.
So, he hoped that he could stand in the arena earlier.
However, it seemed that York was not affected by this matter at all. Instead, he went to find the "leopard Drue", who was picking the relationship between the two.
Therefore, Merion felt relieved. He planned to tell York about the drawing of lots after Avodo's reply.
He asked York in a low voice, "Last night, did you hear any call from the surface of the sea, such as what you dreamed of?"
"Yes, but it's not the call of the sea." York couldn't help but blush. "We saw a lot of beautiful women in the luxurious bathroom yesterday. Then I dreamed that I was riding a very bumpy horse. In fact, I only rode donkeys in my hometown before..."
York didn't dare to look at Merion.
Merion was stunned at first, but when he came to himself, he almost burst into laughter.
Before falling asleep, he listened to the call of the surface of the Sade Sea, hoping that he could follow the wind again like last night.
They passed through plains and forests.
In his dream, he saw a beautiful but mysterious girl standing in front of the window of the prison under the bright moonlight.
He hoped to walk closer and see her face clearly.
But this night, he didn't dream of anything.
Bang! Bang! Bang! A loud knock on the door awakened the newcomers from their dreams.
Several guards of Colosseum were standing at the door and shouting, "Newbies, hurry up and get up for training!"
Merion walked to the courtyard with low stone walls.
Avodo crossed his arms over his chest and stared at him coldly.
Eight strong men stood behind the cattle bag sandbag array and waited quietly.
When they just arrived at the sandbag, Merion hadn't asked Avodo whether he had received a copy of "Brown Bear Roma" last night.
"Buck Whitman, just as I told you yesterday," Avodo raised the sand clock in his hand and said, "You need to stay in the sandbag array for 31 minutes today. You can't hit the sandbag back. You can only avoid it. If you dare to roll on the ground or pass out, you'll be whipped."
Merion immediately walked into the cattle hide sandbag array.
The eight strong men began to push the sandbags and hit him one by one.
Merion dodged quickly.
With yesterday's experience, he was now carefully calculating the speed at which the sandbag was smashed, and how to use the most economical way of physical strength to avoid the sandbags from all directions, and at the same time pay attention to the connection of his steps
Avodo looked at him with appreciation.
Sweat dripped from Merion's forehead.
In the middle of the fight, he was hit by a few more heavy sandbags, but because his physical strength was maintained well, he only felt pain as if his back was torn apart. He was not dizzy like yesterday, flew out of the sandbag array, or fainted on the spot.
Merion didn't have time to check the sand clock, so he counted in her heart, "One, two, three, and four..."
When he counted to one hundred, he started again from one.
After being hit several times, his steps became dull again.
Avodo stopped the cattle hide sandbag array.
"Good. Time is up." The sand in Avodo's hand had been leaked out. "You have suffered a total of seven times today, much better than yesterday. You suffered at least ten times yesterday. Remember, you won't lose battle ability under the same heavy blow when you have adequate physical strength. Therefore, in the arena, a good enough endurance will decide whether you can hold on to the last."
"These cattle hide sandbag array is indeed a little boring." Avodo said to Merion, "After you don't need to be smashed by sandbags later, the array will change a little, and it will be more difficult."
Seeing that Avodo turned around and was about to leave the training ground, Merion hurried to catch up with him.
"Avodo, did "Brown Bear Roma" tell you that I went to see you last night?"
"He said."
"Then what do you think? Can I stand on the arena next month to avoid Desen and York?"
"It's up to you. I'm only responsible for training you."
"So, you agreed!" Merion said excitedly.
"Yes. With your current strength, even if you stand in the arena tomorrow, you can still win five to ten consecutive matches in the new candidates. You're a newcomer, and the one you drew the lots for won't be a particularly strong opponent. Moreover, you're the 'tomorrow star' of the Cabul Colosseum. Barney thinks highly of you and hopes that you can earn more money for him."
"But," Avodo stopped. "It's getting more and more difficult to fight back. As you have more and more consecutive wins, the opponents you are assigned to are also more and more outstanding gladiators. You have to think about this from the very beginning."
"It's okay. I've already prepared for a fight."
"Then you have already known how to respect the audience, respect the opponent, and stop your unruly character?" Avodo stared at Merion and continued, "Has anyone ever told you how Pierre, the warrior I trained before, died in the battle and how an accident happened? He is as talented as you and physically stronger than you in the fight."
"I'd like to hear more about it."
"At that time, Pierre won the thirty-seventh match, which was the last match of that day. At this time, an aristocrat of Cabul in the audience on a whim challenged him. Of course, he won, but he did not control his passion and killed the aristocrat on the spot. In the forty-first match, an unknown slave prisoner, a giant man over two meters high was sent to the arena, but Pierre lost. His strength is just a little weak."
"And then?"
"He has offended too many people. Most of the audience doesn't like him. When he was judged to be alive or dead, his head fell."
"Where did the giant man suddenly appear?" Merion asked in confusion.
"No one can guess his origin. After this battle, someone immediately bought him away." Avodo sighed, "If Pierre is not that stubborn, I believe he is probably the first one to obtain his freedom."
"I have trained him for more than a year and know his strength." Avodo said, "Fighting is just a part of the fight. It's all about being able to cope with unexpected accidents, respect the audience, respect the opponents on the stage, and being humble!"
Merion looked at Avodo with respect and nodded cautiously.
Every time he met Avodo, the more he knew about him, the more respect Merion had for him.
This made him know more about the source of Avodo's powerful controlling ability.
"This afternoon is a competition of weapons. You need to try different weapons and opponents to choose the most suitable weapons." Avodo said, "I usually use a long sword with both hands, and the strongest weapon is the long spear. If you like other weapons, I can also teach you them."
"It's a good choice to avoid the two brothers. On the day at Colosseum, I also saw Desen's fighting. He is very experienced on the battlefield and should be a military officer with a high position. You come in batches. Normally, Desen can complete the contract, but York may need some luck."