One refreshing morning, the sun shone on Qi Wuce's face through the windowsill, and yesterday was spent peacefully in Qi Wuce's meditation.

After getting up and washing up, Qi Wuce came to the restaurant to get some food, and then sat down at the long table and began to eat.

Qi Wuce was not the only one who dined, in addition to Qi Wuce, there were more than ten gladiators, and everyone ate peacefully until Qi Wuce finished the meal with peace of mind, and the imaginary humiliation of other gladiators who were not long-eyed did not appear.

Ancient Rome didn't have that many seasonings to flavor food, so the food in the eyes of these gladiators was not delicious in Qi Wuce's eyes, but Qi Wuce still swallowed all the food in his stomach because of his cherishing of food.

After eating, Qi Wufu didn't leave the venue, just stayed in his seat and carefully looked at the gladiators who ate with relish, after all, they were opponents that they might meet in the future, and it was always good to observe them in advance.

Sensing Qi Wuce's unretracted gaze, the gladiators who were eating raised their heads and hurriedly glanced at this unfamiliar face, and then indifferently threw themselves into eating again.

In the future, everyone will be an enemy of life and death in the arena, since it is an enemy who wants to decide life and death, then it has become a completely meaningless thing to make friends, and everyone present has such a mental preparation in their hearts......

No, it's not so much mental preparation as it is the mindset that all top gladiators must have.

There can only be one of the strongest guys!

Leaving the restaurant flatly, Qi Wuce returned to the room and entered the meditation to recuperate, according to the above arrangement, he still had a gladiatorial fight to fight in the afternoon and evening.

It was just a gladiatorial fight, but Qi Wuce didn't know why he had a bad premonition, although the gladiators Qi Wuce had spent a lot of effort to look at them one by one and really determined that there was no threat to his existence, but now this ominous premonition that could not be faked made Qi Wuce have to be cautious.

Time passed like a white horse, and in Qi Wuce's meditation, it soon came to the afternoon.

"Knock knock."

The knock on the door pulled Qi Wuce back from the spiritual world of meditation back to the material world, and after tidying up his clothes a little, Qi Wuce opened the door.

As Qi Wuxue expected, outside the door was the smiling Aulus, who seemed to be in the manor because of his reasons, who had not known what position he had before, was specially arranged by Nero in this manor.

"Lord Qi Wuce, your game is about to start, please go to the Colosseum with your subordinates to prepare early." Aulus said respectfully.

Qi Wuce bowed slightly, and left the room with Aulus's pace.

Half an hour later.

Weighing the short sword in his hand, Qi Wuce, who was satisfied, pinned it to his waist.

"Lord Qi Wuce, you ...... You're a bit of a surprise......" Aulus smiled reluctantly as he looked at Qi Wuce, who was behaving rather strangely.

At this time, the preparation hall was already filled with the sound of ridicule from the rest of the gladiators, and the object of ridicule was naturally Qi Wuce.

The ridicule around Qi Wuce was naturally too lazy to care, he had never taken the initiative to pretend to slap others in the face, and single-mindedly selected weapons, Qi Wuce asked at the same time to Aulus beside him: "By the way, Aulus, how long is it until my game starts." ”

Hearing Qi Wuce's question, the reluctant smile on Aulus's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a rigorous work.

"It's a talent." Qi Wuce looked at Aulus, who had quickly changed his state, and commented in his heart.

"It's going to start soon." Aulus said.

Qi Wuce straightened up and stopped selecting those weapons made of mortal iron, and his preparations were almost complete.

"By the way, Lord Qi Wuce, there is something I heard from the staff of the Colosseum before, probably last night, several large iron cages containing unknown magical beasts were transported into the Colosseum."

As he spoke, Aurus noticed the change in Qi Wuce's expression, but unfortunately he didn't see the slightest change in Qi Wuce's expression until his words fell and tea time passed.

The blandness from beginning to end, as if he didn't care about the impending danger, the calmness that naturally emanated from Qi Wuce's body made the admiration in Aulus's heart spontaneously arise.

"Aulus, I have a question I've always wanted to ask you, the enemies I defeated in the Colosseum, can I get my spoils from them?" Qi Wuce looked at Aulus and asked.

At this time, several soldiers came over, ready to urge Qi Wuce to enter the field.

Aulus was stunned for a moment, but after reacting he replied, "Lord Hui, if they are corpses, your idea will work. ”

Qi Wuru grinned at the light in front of the passage, and then pushed away the soldiers who were trying to urge him into the dimly lit passage with a clanging sound.

In the stands of the Colosseum in Rome, Nero was looking expectantly at the iron gate that was gradually opening.

"Yo, isn't this our delusional desire to become Her Royal Highness the Emperor and Princess? You're really relaxed. ”

A disgusting sneer rang out unexpectedly beside him, and Nero, who felt that his good day had been stained and in no good mood, looked up to see that it was Abius, who had been deflated before.

"Hmm, isn't this Abius? After experiencing such and such mistakes, it is really courageous for Qing to be able to show his face in front of the people of Rome, and he still has to learn from Qing in terms of face. ”

Fighting back at Abius mercilessly, Nero didn't intend to leave any face for the other party, after all, the relationship between her and Abius has long been endless, no matter who becomes the Roman emperor, the other party will definitely die.

In the face of Nero's poisonous tongue, Abius couldn't fight back, and he had a hand in mobilizing soldiers, but this bit of eloquence was much worse than Nero's eloquent speech.

Knowing that if he continued to quarrel, Abius would only suffer for himself, so he had to sit back in his seat and wait quietly for the game to begin.

"Yu's gladiators are the most elite, take a good look at Abius."

"Humph!" Abius did not dare to answer, so he had to express his displeasure with a snort.

The cheers became louder and louder, and the light in front of him became more and more dazzling, the staggering of gears, the friction between iron chains, and the slowly rising iron gate in front of Qi Wuru's fighting spirit increased slightly.