The "giant" Tellophilos belonged to the gladiators outside the city, and was naturally rejected by the gladiators inside the city, but Satonilos valued his strength and sent someone to hint at him, but he gave up his plan to join the gang after not getting a response, so Tellyphilos did not participate in the assassination last night.

So when he walked into the lounge early in the morning, he was stunned, because the atmosphere here was a little weird.

Of course, it's not that the previous atmosphere wasn't weird, after all, Satonilos's small actions of forming gangs everywhere also fell in his eyes, and Zhang Heng looked like an idler who didn't want to enter, and there was tension between the two sides, and the whole lounge was filled with a smell of gunpowder.

But today, that smell of gunpowder is gone.

Terophilos was a little puzzled, and glanced at Satonilos, but the latter sat there with a dead face, and seemed a little apprehensive, like a rookie who was about to enter the arena for the first time, touching here and there from time to time.

What the hell is this going on? Telephilos frowned, after the previous rounds of elimination, now those who remain are powerful masters, and then it is time to get to the main event, which is about to be needle-to-point, ace-to-ace, but instead of recuperating and preparing for the next battle, Satonilos looks like he is not in a state of mind.

And he is not a special case, there are more than a dozen people like him, including the favorites such as Danaeos and Aracsois, who all look like they have not slept well and are weak.

Only the Oriental man sitting in the corner was no different from before.

What the hell is going on?!

In Telophiros's opinion, Zhang Heng is now strong, he also heard about the other party's previous miraculous achievements, in addition to empty-handed bullfighting, he and other gladiators often fight quickly to divide the winner or loser, no one has more than ten moves, but Satonilos These are also veteran gladiators who have been famous for a long time, and there is no reason why they don't even have the courage to fight.

Moreover, Telephilos could feel it, if Satonilos and the others stayed away from Zhang Heng yesterday because they were secretly planning some conspiracy against the latter, then now Satonilos and the others are away from Zhang Heng purely because they are afraid.

It's like the instinctive fear of a mouse when it meets a cat.

But now the worst person in the situation is still Habitus who belongs to the same arena as Zhang Heng, the two obviously came out of the same school but sat far away, and Habitus was pale and almost bloodless, and at the same time kept holding his right hand in his arms.

Tetraphilos couldn't figure it out, didn't this just go one night, why these people were like a different look.

At this moment, someone hit him on the back again, but before Terephilos could say anything, the person who came was like frightened, and kept apologizing.

Telephilos turned around and saw Murkazan with a blue nose and swollen face, and was surprised, "What's wrong with your face?" ”

"I, I...... I fell on my own. Murkazan insisted that this was an accident, not only because he was afraid of Zhang Heng, but also because he knew that what they did yesterday would definitely be punished heavily if they were stabbed out, after all, something like this, who couldn't beat the other party in the arena and wanted to solve the problem in private, with some means that couldn't be put on the table, was simply challenging the bottom line of the organizer of the gladiatorial performance, and the organizer of this duel competition was His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire.

It's good to say that Zhang Heng is dead, isn't the problem that people are not dead, and Murkazan wanted to cry when he remembered what happened last night, and he obviously said that he would solve the biggest threat to winning the championship together, but the threat was not solved, and he also provoked a god.

This is the embodiment of the gods in the world, and in ancient legends, except for the heroes of the half-human and half-gods, no human can threaten the gods.

"Fell?" Therephilus' eyes were full of suspicion, "How many times did you fall to lose half of your teeth?" ”

Murkazan was speechless, and could only show a somewhat awkward smile.

Fortunately, this embarrassment did not last long, and soon the somewhat lame Slav, who was in charge of receiving the gladiators of the gladiator schools before, walked in again and said, "Prepare yourself, after today's beast gladiator performance, only your final battle will remain." ”

Hearing this, Tryphilos nodded and raised the trident in his hand, "I'm ready, I'll let you see my strength." ”

Now that Zhang Heng is here, the other gladiators at least don't talk much about winning the championship.

However, even with this kind of self-encouragement, there were very few people in the huge lounge who echoed him, and Satonilos and the others still looked half-dead, and Telphios even wondered if they had died together yesterday with their wives, so they cried so sadly.

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However, no matter how unwilling Satonilos and the others were, the final battle still came as promised.

Zhang Heng stood up from where he was sitting, and the entire lounge seemed to pause for a second with his action, and then Zhang Heng picked up his two Persian swords.

"Everyone, see you in the arena."

And Bach on the other side also grinned and put on his helmet.

On the elevator, all the gladiators consciously left the middle position to Zhang Heng, because they knew who today's audience was coming for, Zhang Heng was probably the first person in history who had conquered the Flavi Amphitheater before the gladiatorial performance was over.

And the position next to Zhang Heng should have been reserved for Satonilos and others who also had hopes of winning the championship, but now in addition to Terephilos and Bach still standing next to Zhang Heng, Satonilos and Danaeos and others are determined to stand on the outermost layer, and at the same time always pay attention to Zhang Heng's movements, as if they are about to jump off the elevator and escape for their lives as soon as there is any trouble.

What's even more exaggerated is that even after several layers of people, they still seem to be full of uneasiness.

Telphilos almost wanted to ask them, could Zhang Heng suddenly fly to their side if he hid so far?

And the next moment the elevator has already begun to rise. The slaves push the winch and send today's protagonists from the dark underground to the sand outside.

The 90,000 seats of the Flavi Amphitheater were packed, the colored satin on the poles fluttered in the wind, and many people who did not have tickets came to the arena early in the morning to witness the birth of the legend first.

On this day, the entire city of Rome was empty.

Even at the peak of Sisnatus, he would never have been able to create such a scene.

And when the figure of the seventy-two gladiators finally appeared in the arena, the entire Flavi amphitheater was boiling, and the huge wave of human voices seemed to drown everything.

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