Like all female slaves, Marita's impression of Li Siwu is also extremely poor, they have lived here for more than ten years, their concepts have long been imperceptibly recognized, only agree with and worship the real strong, and are full of contempt and disdain for the weak.

The difference was that as a slave maîtres, she was obliged to report the matter to her master.

......

"You're saying something isn't right with the gladiators today? What's going on? ”

"It seems that one of the slaves that the master bought from the slave market yesterday was the 17-year-old slave who was very emaciated."

"What's wrong? He should be undergoing the rookie slave trial to see if he is qualified to become a reserve gladiator, right? ”

"Yes, I don't know exactly what happened, the gladiators are all looking at the boy with very strange eyes and expressions."

"Oh? What is this for? Is his performance very good? This was not what I expected, and I was still wondering why my husband would buy back such a slave on a whim who had no hope of becoming a gladiator, and it seemed that I was a little short-sighted! ”

"No, master, it's not like this, that slave is really weak, and he can't bear it before half of the newcomer trial, and it seems that he may end his training at any time and faint from exhaustion."

"What? The body is so weak? I've never heard of a rookie slave chosen by the Battitas family in decades to be so weak, and none of them are unable to complete the rookie slave trial, but I want to see how weak this slave really is. ”

When the hostess of the Battitas family came dressed up and came to the second floor of the training ground, they looked down from the high platform, and sure enough, they found that the gladiators who were full of energy and fighting spirit in the past were all stunned, looking in the same direction, and even the delicious food could not attract the slightest bit of their mind.

Looking along their line of sight, they found that among the seven slaves who participated in the newcomer trial, Li Siwu's existence was as obvious as a comet.

The violently trembling body, the overwhelmed appearance, and the fact that she could fall to the ground at any moment instantly ignited the anger in Ludia's heart.

At this time, the old patriarch of the Battitas family has just abdicated and his husband takes over the family business, preparing for a great prosperity, and the most powerful gladiators are needed to contribute to the family business, how can they bear the existence of such an unbearable slave in the family to discredit their faces?

"Docott, why didn't you report it to me in time when this happened? Why didn't you kick this garbage out of the training ground in the first place, don't you want to be a coach anymore! ”

Although Docott is a coach, his identity is still just a slave without freedom, and he was suddenly reprimanded by the hostess, even if he was as strong as him, he was cold, and immediately bowed his head and replied respectfully:

"Back to the master, this Juwinks is indeed very weak, but he has the heart of a truly powerful gladiator, his persistence and endurance are far above ordinary people, as long as he is trained more in the future, he is definitely a good seedling, so I didn't report this matter to the master at the first time, just to see how far he can persevere, and then I can make the most appropriate judgment and report it to the master."

"It's nonsense, what is so good about relying on such a weak body? Spending energy and money on such a weak slave is simply a waste and the greatest insult to the Batitas family! ”

"I order you to immediately drive this slave out of the Batitas training ground, his presence has seriously affected my gladiator!"

Although Docott was strongly unwilling, he was unable and did not dare to disobey any orders of his master, so he could only nod his head and answer, "Yes, master"

"Juwinks, I order you to immediately put down the square wood and leave the training ground, otherwise don't blame my men for being ruthless!"

"Yuwinks! Did you hear that? ”

"Smack~~~"

How did Docot know that Li Siwu's current state couldn't hear any sound from the outside world at all, seeing that his dignity was challenged, and he was still ignored by a mere newcomer slave in front of his master, and in a fit of anger, the long whip in his hand volleyed out a piercing explosion, and then whistled towards Li Siwu's back.

"Smack~~"

Li Siwu, who had always been chaotic in his mind, had an even more hideous scar on his back under this whip, and a wound that was more than 20 centimeters long almost ran through the entire back and the flesh rolled up, how painful was it? It's just a little unbearable to the naked eye.

But it only made his stumbling body stumble violently a few times, and Li Siwu, who would inevitably fall to the ground directly in anyone's opinion, didn't know what strength he relied on, so he stabilized his body again, and then continued to move slowly in circles without the slightest consciousness.

It seemed that even the sky would not stop him from completing this trial.

Seeing that his blow was fruitless, the unbearable color on Docott's face became more and more intense, and the long whip in his hand kept hovering in the air above his head, but he never drew on Li Siwu again.

"Docot!"

Under the loud reprimand of the hostess, who was seriously dissatisfied, Docott's body suddenly trembled violently, especially the long whip that was hovering in the air was actually deflected, and it was directly whipped on the shoulder of the unlucky bastard Bakar who was standing aside.

What is puzzling is that Bakar did not let out any cries of pain and dissatisfaction, but still looked at Li Siwu motionless with admiration and jealousy, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

"Sorry host"

Looking at Docot's performance and the expressions of all the gladiators, the hostess Ludia also had to temporarily suppress the anger in her heart, and after shaking her hand at Docot, she began to focus on the young man.

She wanted to see what magic this young man had except for his handsome appearance and physical fitness!

Of course, in her opinion, this kind of observation should not last long, maybe the next minute or the next second, the slave who made her unhappy mood will die of exhaustion on the spot.

However, what a similar thought she had now to the thoughts of all the gladiators present three hours ago!

After two hours had passed, Ludia's expression was no longer impatient or angry, and an hour earlier she had ordered Docott to drive the other six new slaves aside, and Li Siwu was left alone in the originally crowded circle, still moving with great difficulty.

There is only an irregular circumference of less than 15 meters, and it takes at least five minutes to go down each circle, which can be regarded as walking, it is much slower than climbing, and everyone is extremely worried about it, afraid that the rusty legs that seem to be more than 100 years old will suddenly stop in the next moment, and then fall to the ground and never get up again.

However, what they had been worrying about for hours miraculously never happened, maybe soon, maybe never!