"As you know, there are many types of gladiators, sword fighters, shield fighters, net fighters, pursuers, etc., all of which are different, although it is up to the school to decide what type of gladiator you will become in the end, but you can first tell the school the type of gladiator you expect to be according to the weapons and fighting styles you are good at, and I will fully consider your opinions when conducting the final ranking.

"Mind you, this is something you need to be careful about, because it will determine the direction of your next development, not that once you have chosen, it will mean that a lot of the training you have done in the early stage will be in vain, it means that you will start later than others, and accordingly, the lower the chance of passing the final assessment.

"So, the best thing to do is to think clearly about what you want to do at the beginning, what your strengths are, if you have any doubts and unclear about this, you can all ask several trainers present, each of them has their own areas of expertise and fighting style, or retired gladiators, or snitches, warriors, killers, whatever...... In short, each of them has something worth learning from you, and how much you can learn is your own ability, and you don't need to tell the answer right away, because we will start with a week of basic training. ”

Gabby looked around the crowd as he spoke, and noticed that someone wasn't listening very carefully, and sneered, "Of course, I'm sure some of you have already thought about this answer before you came here, or have your own fighting habits, which is good, but there is a ...... I have seen a net fighter who chose to become a net fighter because he was a fisherman and was most familiar with fishing nets and harpoons, so he took it for granted that he should be a net fighter, but no matter how much he trained, he always lost more and won less.

"So after almost losing his life at one point, he finally decided to try to switch to shield warriors, and then he won seven straight rounds, and like I said, spend a week thinking about what type of guy you fit into, don't regret it at the last minute of your life, it's too late," Gabby said here and paused.

"Only a real man can pass the final assessment and become a glorious gladiator, don't get me wrong, I'm not thinking about your life, I just don't want your blood to end up defiling this arena full of history and legends, remember that before you, many great names were born here, and compared to them, you are not even as good as a piece of...... If, if some of you are lucky enough to walk on it one day, all you have to do is not to disgrace those names by your own poor behavior.

"Of course, if you are good enough, this arena will naturally give you the rewards you deserve, money, honor, fame, a woman who will never beep, and the freedom you have longed for......"

Although there is not much difference between painting cakes two thousand years ago and two thousand years later, it is undeniable that when they hear this sentence, many slaves still can't help but feel excited, secretly clenching their fists, and breathing heavily.

"Yes, that's right, these things are there, and whether you can catch them or not depends on your own ability, whether you become a dry bone or a new legend, your fate is up to you, but before that, you must first pass the assessment and become a gladiator."

At this point, Gabi's lecture finally came to an end, and he pointed to the southwest corner of the training ground and said, "In the first class, do you see those wooden pillars, one for each person, and run fifty laps around the training ground." ”

"Now?" Someone couldn't help but ask, "But now that it's lunchtime, shouldn't we have lunch before training?" ”

"Good question, the answer is yes, right now, you hear every word of mine clearly, congratulations, it proves that your ears are not deaf." Gabi said lightly, then raised his chin, "Does anyone have any other questions?" ”

He waited two seconds and saw that no one spoke, then nodded, "Very well, let's start then." ”

When everyone heard this, they walked to the place where the wooden pillars were placed, those wooden pillars were not small, and the weight was estimated to be not easy, each one was at least sixty or seventy pounds, and it was not easy to carry it alone, let alone carry it for running.

Bach also turned around and followed his Germanic comrades to pick up wood, but he had barely taken a step when Gabi added, "No, no, you're not like them, you have to carry two logs." ”

Bach was furious when he heard this, and almost couldn't hold back his temper in the face of this obvious behavior against him, and Bach felt that Gabi was deliberately trying to make things difficult for him by taking revenge for his previous unruliness. Especially just now, Gabi's attitude in front of Makruz made it clear that he didn't look down on him very much, and felt that he couldn't compare with the previous Sisnate.

This is also a humiliation for Bach, who has always been brave and good at fighting, and the combination of old and new hatred makes him just want to beat up the nasty guy in front of him.

But fortunately, Bach's sanity did not completely disappear, he knew that he was now on someone else's territory, so he had to bow his head and look at the trainers holding the leather whip around Gabi, and in the end, this Germanic man still chose to be a good man not to suffer the loss in front of him, and stared at the wooden pillar that was carried by him.

So in the end, Varro was the only one left standing in place, and his expression looked a little embarrassed, "That...... I, am I going to do it too? ”

"What do you say?" Gabi asked rhetorically, "As long as you don't leave here for a day, you'd better honestly follow the rules of the day, otherwise this is the end." ”

He snatched the whip from one of the trainers' hands and whipped it into Varro's chest.

The former antique dealer let out a scream and fell to the side clutching his bloody chest.

Gabi crouched down in front of him, ignoring his cries of pain, and asked slowly, "Does it hurt?" ”

Varro nodded repeatedly.

"If it hurts, please do me a favor, don't let me find a reason to smoke you, okay?" Gabby sighed, "Now, what do you think you should do, do you want me to find someone to help you look at your injuries, or do you want to start training that you should have started a long time ago?" ”

"I ...... I'm going to carry the wood. Varro choked back tears.

"Very good, it seems that you are starting to integrate into the life here, very good, I hope that when the last days come, you can also pass the final assessment smoothly, really." Gabby patted Varro on the shoulder.