After washing his face and brushing his teeth, Merion arrived at the courtyard which was made of stone walls.
"Lion Avodo" was waiting for him coldly in front of the cattle hide sandbag.
"'Buck Whitman', you need to stay in the sandbag array for more than 32 minutes today," Avodo said coldly.
"Did you change the training plan for me because I need to go up in advance?"
"Yes." Avodo said, "The maximum time limit for a fight is 2 hours. Although it's rare for both sides to fight for 2 hours in a life and death duel, you must maintain it in these 2 hours, enough for physical strength to deal with it at a high speed. Previously, I drew up a training plan for you to increase the training time by 1 minute every day. After 3 months, you will achieve the best physical fitness."
"Now, the training time of 3 months has been shortened to 1 month, so I need to increase the training time by 3 minutes every day from today on?"
"You seem to be good at math," Avodo replied.
"Oh, yesterday was 31 minutes, so I need to stay in the sandbag array for 34 minutes today."
"No, 37 minutes." Avodo raised the sand clock in his hand and said, "You have to make up for the training you lost yesterday. Only in this way can you reach the high-speed operation of physical strength, which can bear 2 hours after a month. You can't run it for one minute less."
"I have given you six more minutes of training at one time, which is very difficult for you. But just as I told you last time, since you have made the most correct choice, you must bear it. After you choose it, the corresponding result will be achieved." Avodo said, "Now stand in the sandbag array and start training."
"Lion Avodo", who is so strict in training!
Merion looked at the whips hanging on the strong men's waists and stood in the center of the cattle hide sandbag array, convinced.
Eight strong men quickly pushed the sandbag and threw it at him.
Merion had slowly adapted to the sandbag array in the past few days. The rest was to calculate the best angle to dodge, keep his body flexible and save physical strength to the greatest extent to ensure that he could hold on to the end.
Especially today, it was six minutes longer than the day before yesterday.
Merion felt that every minute was longer than the last minute in the last few minutes.
It was even longer than the first ten minutes.
His legs began to get heavier.
Sweat ran through his face and neck.
While he was dodging at high speed, his heartbeat violently in his heart.
It was like an explosion, bursting out from its throat all the time.
In the last few minutes, Merion was hit by several heavy sandbags.
However, he could only grit his teeth and hold on. He did not lose consciousness, nor did he raise his head to fall, and maintained his mental concentration and physical speed.
He reminded himself again and again that I was Merion · Charles, the Second Prince of the Charles Kingdom, not a slave.
'My mother and sister are waiting for me!'
"Lion Avodo" looked at Merion more and more seriously.
He knew that Merion had relied on his strong willpower to repeatedly use his fighting spirit, physical strength and mental concentration to his limit.
The strong men who quickly pushed the cattle hide sandbags also showed more and more admiration on their faces.
The sand in the sand clock was flowing down bit by bit.
Merion was sweating on the ground.
His arms and back were burning.
The sand in the sand clock was finally all out.
Avodo waved his hand and stopped the cattle hide sandbag array.
Merion gasped for breath. He felt like he was exhausted and his whole body was soaked in sweat.
He held a cattle hide sandbag quietly.
His chest heaved violently.
"Very good." A satisfied smile flashed across Avodo's face. He put the sand clock into his pocket, "There were two times when I thought I was going to whip you up to continue training. You had reached the limit of physical strength several times, but you had gone through it. Remember this feeling, it is very useful for you in the arena. The warriors will eventually challenge themselves and their opponents with strong willpower."
Avodo didn't turn around and leave as soon as the training was over, unlike the last two times.
After Merion took a few minutes' rest.
He walked out of the yard.
Merion followed him.
"You not only have courage, determination and talent for fighting but also have a strong will that is beyond ordinary people." Avodo said, "Although I don't know why you have such a strong will, I guess it might be the reason why you want to get your freedom. I appreciate it very much."
"'Lion Avodo', I have a question for you." Merion said with respect, "If you don't think it's an offense."
"It's okay. Go ahead."
"Why don't you start from the first round and win fifty consecutive rounds after you lose the fiftieth? I think with your strength, you can win forty-nine more consecutive rounds and challenge the fiftieth again. You are not afraid of death. Why don't you pursue your freedom again?" Merion said seriously, "Not only me, but other warriors in the Colosseum will also think so. You are absolutely capable!"
"Ha-ha, that's right. Everyone thinks so. They also want to ask me this question, but it's not as direct as you ask."
"Then why don't you go back to the arena and start fighting?"
"It took me three years to win forty-nine matches in a row and kill thirty-seven warriors. Among them, some former companions were on good terms with me, and also strange warriors who were unfamiliar with me. However," Avodo's usual cold eyes suddenly dimmed. "The person who is waiting for me has married someone else."
"What?" Merion was stunned.
"I let her down first. No one will wait for me to go back. Except her, no one there wants me to go back." "Now that I don't have a reason to go back, I don't want to have a final fight in the arena. I don't care about fame and fortune." Avodo said
Merion stared blankly at "Lion Avodo" and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"If there is someone else in the world who is willing to wait for you, you deserve to win fifty consecutive matches for her." Avodo patted Merion's shoulder and said, "Buck Whitman, I will try my best to train you."
"This afternoon is a horse training, trained by 'Monkey Sam'. He is a very good friend of mine." Avodo said, "Two days ago, Barney made a big deal. 200 horses have been sent to Colosseum, from which you can choose the horse you want. There are several good horses, one of which is called 'Solidified Blood', strong and vigilant, especially outstanding, one in a million."
"Okay."
Avodo waved his hand and left the training ground.