After a break at noon, Li Nan and other new slaves were trained to chop wooden stakes in the afternoon.

It may sound much easier than running with a log in the morning, but it's not.

Every time the wooden sword slashes the stake, there will be a huge countershock, and normal people will be numb as long as they hold the sword a dozen times, not to mention the never-ending chopping?

Li Nan also wanted to be lazy quietly and reduce the power of the chop, but it was a pity that the black trainer Docott watched and listened to all directions, and rewarded him with a leather whip.

Chopping once a second, slashing sixty times a minute, Li Nan and the other newcomer slaves' hands were shattered and blood flowed, but no one took pity on them, the bright red blood was sprinkled on the stake and the yellow sand on the ground, and under the force of Dorkot's whip, the newcomer slaves could only continue to chop the stake.

As it got dark, Docot flicked his whip and shouted at everyone, "Eat, rest!" ”

Dinner was obviously a lot more sumptuous, not only with wheat porridge, but also with a pot of beef soup.

There were also classes in the training grounds, and the gladiators were obviously higher in status than the new slaves, so they also ate first.

By the time Li Nan and the others came to the dining hall, the gladiators had already begun to eat, and this time the wooden barrel containing the food was still there, and it was finally not overturned like noon.

The hungry half-dead newlywed slaves, with their eyes shining, came to the barrel and hurriedly served the food.

After the new slaves finished their meal, they couldn't wait to drink the beef broth, but they all vomited it immediately.

"Hahaha......"

All the gladiators laughed again, this time they had chosen a different way to trick the new slaves, with urine in the porridge and feces in the beef broth.

Such a meal could not be eaten at all, Li Nan glared at these gladiators, held his stomach and left the dining hall with Vero.

With the agreement with Ashur, Li Nan was not worried about hunger, and sure enough, the lame man secretly sent a cloth bag containing a fat chicken.

Hiding in the corner, Li Nan and Vero swallowed the chicken in three strokes and five divided by two, and then the two leaned against the wall and let out a long sigh of relief, it felt good to have something in their stomachs.

While Li Nan and the others were resting, Quintus, the owner of this gladiator training ground, called the black trainer Docot.

Quintus handed Docott a glass of bad wine and asked, "What is the quality of these new slaves?" How many are left in the end? ”

"Thank you host, I don't drink." Dorcott put the wine glass on the table and replied seriously: "That Seres is not bad, he has a lot of potential, the Roman Vero should have joined the army before, I think he can hold on, I can't say for sure the rest." ”

Quintus looked at his most loyal slave and sighed and said, "Docott, business in our training ground is not good now, and all opportunities to participate in the arena have been taken away by that damn Soronis, so I hope you can train a few new faces when Dionysian Day comes, can you do it?" ”

Docott nodded vigorously and said, "I'll do my best to train them!" ”

While the two were talking, a slave came to Quintus and whispered, "Master, the grain merchant Odivis is here." ”

Quintus frowned when he heard the name, and said to Dorcott, "I still have some things to deal with, you can go and get busy first." ”

After Docott left, Quintus straightened his robes and went to the reception room.

Seeing the two grim-faced Romans, Quintus asked with a smile, "Dear Odisvis, why did you come here in person?" ”

Odevis took out a piece of paper and handed it over: "Quintus, you owe three months of grain on credit, and now it's time to pay for it." ”

Quintus took it and looked at it, smiling awkwardly: "The Festival of the Gods competition is coming soon, and I will definitely hand over the money to you then." ”

"Okay, but you're going to have to give me thirty percent more, you see?"

Quintus smiled: "Hehe, don't worry, I will pay all the money on the second day of the Festival of the Gods." ”

After sending off the creditor, Quintus sat down in his chair, and the forced smile on his face was replaced by sorrow, and he let out a long sigh.

Dressed in a pink transparent dress, Ludia was dressed up beautifully, she slowly walked to Quintus's side, and asked with concern, "Honey, what's wrong?" Still worried about money? ”

Quintus held his beautiful wife's jade hand and smiled, "It's not a big deal, this time may be a little harder, but as long as you stick to the Festival of the Gods"

Ludia said: "My dear, you don't have to hide it from me, otherwise I will gather those nobles and re-organize Ji Chang's secret party, so that the economic situation can be alleviated." ”

"No, no!" Quintus refused: "If this kind of thing gets out, it will definitely disgrace the Batitas family!" ”

Quintus's attitude was very resolute, and Ludia had to give up.

The new slaves had a hard day, not only did they not have enough to eat, but they were also forced to train for a day, and after being taken to the cell by the guards, they all collapsed on the floor to rest.

Just as everyone was about to fall asleep, the light of torches came from the dark corridor, and Docott came to the door of the cell with the guards, looked at them and said coldly, "Get up! Prove that you are a man before you can sleep! ”

Under the bright moonlight, Li Nan and the others continued to carry the heavy wood and ran around the training ground, the black demon-like Docott strictly monitored every slave, as long as the pace was a little slow, the terrible whip in his hand would hit him......

The difficult night passed slowly, and the two slaves who fell to the ground and could not wake up were dragged away by the guards, they did not know whether they were alive or dead, Li Nan and the rest of the slaves could only grit their teeth covered in sweat and persist, still training with faltering steps.

"Stop, today's training will start immediately, let's all go to dinner." Docott said without mercy.

The gladiators who were eating in the dining hall saw these rookie slaves who had been training for a day and a night and had not fallen into their hands, and although they didn't say anything, their eyes changed somewhat.

Li Nan and the others, who were tired to death, finally ate their normal meals, and after resting for a while, they began to train to watch the wooden stakes again......

Gladiators lost not only their honors, but also their lives in the Colosseum, which made them do their best in their training, following extremely rigorous training methods to push themselves to the limit.

The arduous training continued, and Li Nan, who came from later generations, could swear that no matter which school it was, as long as this kind of slave cruel teaching method was adopted, all students would become excellent students.

Although the black Dorcott treated the slaves and gladiators very harshly, he did pass on his skills to everyone, and Li Nan learned a lot from others.

The fighting skills learned by gladiators are completely different from the fighting moves of various countries, and they advocate one-hit kills and injuries for life, and there are no other fancy routines at all, which can be said to be extremely lethal.

Although the daily training is very painful, Li Nan has indeed benefited a lot, and after half a month, even if he fights against some regular fighters, he will not fall behind.

The gladiators believed that the winner was king, and all the gladiators in the training ground, except for the two masters of the Kapua god of war Kress and the Carthaginian beast Balka, all the other gladiators treated him a lot.

At this time, Quintus, the owner of this training ground, was on the verge of bankruptcy, and the beautiful Ludia, hiding from her husband, secretly gathered a number of Roman noblewomen who stayed in the boudoir and had nothing to do, and held a secret party in the training ground.