When Merion felt that he had mastered all these moves, he put down his spear in a sweat.
He looked up and found that the sun had moved to the West.
It was already three or four o'clock p.m.
Merion didn't even hear the bell in Colosseum at noon, reminding people to eat.
While he was immersed in his practice.
He didn't feel hungry at all and even missed the lunch at Colosseum.
Merion put the 4-meter-long spear against the wall.
He walked out of the low wall with a smile.
When he arrived at the training field, more than forty strong men were practicing on the field, sweating profusely.
The sound of weapons colliding with each other echoed in the air.
Yesterday, they heard about the bloody and fierce fight on Colosseum, and the high death rate after coming on the stage.
None of them dared to skip the training.
Some of the strong men were practicing fighting with bare hands, and some were practicing with wooden weapons.
Merion watched their fighting moves one by one.
If a green hand was practicing, he could go over and give him some advice or invite him to take the wooden weapons on the weapon rack to practice.
He also picked up what it was and happily agreed to accompany the other party to train for a few rounds.
He wanted to get familiar with the touch and moves of different weapons.
While the newcomers expressed their sincere thanks, Merion suddenly found that this was also a way to increase his relationship with other gladiators.
"Wild fox Bush" and York were training in the corner on the right side of the training ground.
York waved the daggers with both hands, and the dagger deftly flew up and down under the guidance of the exit of "wild fox Bush".
"A week has passed. York has grown a lot." Merion thought.
Merion, who was watching them carefully, 'wild fox Bush' walked up to him and teased, "Hi, 'Buck Whitman'. I heard from York that he waited for you to have lunch this noon, but you didn't show up. He was worried that you would be beaten to death by 'Lion Avodo'. I told him that Avodo couldn't hit you today because there were a lot of chores from Barney waiting for him to deal with, so you were relieved to train and went to see you in hurry!"
"Yes. I was so concentrated today that I forgot to have lunch." Merion felt very embarrassed.
He looked at York and said, "York has made rapid progress this week."
"Yes, he has a very good brain. "Wild fox Bush" said, "York is rare among the gladiators with developed limbs and simple brains."
"He also prepared a 'secret weapon' on the racecourse."
"Yes, the rope made of a rope is very strong. If opponents are caught off guard, they will be easily trapped by him." "Wild fox Bush" said, "He asked me if Desen could fight for the equipment. There is no clear ban on throwing weapons in Colosseum. However, I think with Desen's strength, he just wants to fight with the contract for a full year, so he doesn't need to carry a javelin in the horse fight."
"Throwing a javelin on a horse is very powerful."
"Yes, it's true. With the galloping horses and the powerful arms of Desen, their lethality is too strong. It's difficult for the opponent to survive in the battle." "Wild fox Bush" said with a smile, "Barney must be happy to have such a ferocious fighter; the audience must be very happy to see them, but the death rate of their opponents is too high. After all, most of them are forced to come here, and there is no deep hatred between them."
"I understand. If he can let his opponent go after winning, then let him go. Let the audience decide and let him gamble on his luck."
"That's it." "Wild fox Bush" asked with concern, "Because currently, among the newcomers, Desen is the only one who can cooperate with you in the injured and sick camp. The 'Lion Avodo' is going to take you to the first show of newcomers next week to practice on behalf of war. The ones who will take part in the first show are all newcomers' coaches and experienced old gladiators. At that time, you will be in the second row, so you don't have to fight. You can think more about the cooperation of the old gladiators "
"This is a rare opportunity for a team. The last time I participated in the first show, I was unable to fully notice the changes in their cooperation during the fight."
"You are the one in the whole Cabul Colosseum, and your comprehensive strength is most likely to be close to him in the future." "Wild fox Bush" looking at Merion, "A newcomer like you is not qualified to choose the newcomer with the old gladiators. In my opinion, the reason why Avodo persuaded Barney to make an exception is that he wants to teach you his commanding and combat experience as well as fighting skills."
"I see!"
"Even if you can't win fifty matches in a row in the end, 'Lion Avodo' has prepared a position for you. When he gets old, you can take over his position ten years later. Barney doesn't worry that no one can take over the position of the general coach of Cabul Colosseum." "Wild fox Bush" patted his shoulder and teased him with a smile.
"I will have fifty consecutive wins." Merion said firmly.
"If you want to win fifty consecutive rounds, then fight for your freedom!" "Wild fox Bush" said "The slave fighter of Colosseum intelligence agency can't get married. Avodo doesn't have a son, but he treats you as his own son. He wants you to regain your freedom more than anyone else here."
Merion felt a lump in his throat.
His eyes turned a little red in an instant.
"If someone wants to redeem 'Lion Avodo', how can he redeem him?" Merion asked seriously.
"He can't be redeemed. His current status is so expensive that it is worth half Cabul Colosseum. If someone reopens a Colosseum across the street, as long as 'Lion Avodo' is dug out, more than half of the audience in the Cabul Colosseum audience will be gone, and the slave owner, Barney, will not let him go!"
"Wild fox Bush" turned to look at York and asked, "'Buck Whitman', would you like to practice with York?"
Merion hurried to the weapon rack and picked up a wooden shield and a short sword. "Okay."
Shields and short swords were one of the foundations of weapon entry-level training.
Merion was good at using it.
Seeing that he picked up the weapon, York immediately jumped to the opposite side.
York nimbly turned the two daggers in his palms, waved them, and rushed up.
Merion immediately used a wooden shield to block the first stab, and then skipped the second stab.
He found another gap and stabbed the short sword forward.
York jumped back. Compared with a week ago, he was walking more and more flexibly.
"Wild fox Bush" watched the fight and pointed at York and Merion from time to time.
"Turn your body sideways. The dagger in your right hand slashed diagonally downwards to the upper left..."
"Okay, turn around and stab the dagger in your left hand back immediately..."
"You can take a step right to avoid this stab. You can hold Whitman's sword with crossed daggers, and then kick Whitman's right waist with your legs. Yes, that's it. Your steps are getting more and more smooth..."
After more than an hour.
At six o'clock, the huge drum rang.
Merion and York stopped practicing.
"Very good just now." "Wild fox Bush" said, "You two practice together. I'll teach York next to him so that he can improve faster."
"Wild fox Bush" patted York's shoulder happily. "You have such a powerful brother as 'Buck Whitman' by your side, and the heaven scale is tilted to you."