CHAPTER XXXI

Lin Li was slammed against the high sandstone wall of the gladiator school, and the hard sand and dust stained Lin Li's back. He didn't care about the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, and he tore off the tattered clothes on his body and stood up, revealing his pale body in the blazing sun.

In the past ten years, Lin Li has very few opportunities to walk freely under the sun, basically except for the things he has to do, such as looking for food or observing the movements of the walking corpses around him, he will almost always be in his own small base, which is the reason why Lin Li has pale skin, basically most people in the dark age are pale-skinned, disease, danger, hunger has tormented most people are not like people and ghosts.

But in addition to Lin Li's skin showing a sickly paleness, his body is very strong, looking thin and thin, after taking off his clothes, he reveals a piece of strong muscles poured from steel, long-term continuous exercise and the strengthening of the body by the main god make Lin Li's body look very toned and powerful. The size of Lin Li's muscles was not as large as that of the gladiators around him, but none of the gladiators dared to ignore the terrifying power hidden under the muscles of this Oriental man.

"Come again!" Shouting to Dokot in a deep voice, Lin Li moved under his feet and rushed towards Dokot like a tiger out of the cage, and the two instantly fought together again. It was not until today, taking off all the clothes related to modern civilization on his body, that Lin Li had the feeling that he was also a member of the barbaric and fierce gladiators of ancient Rome in the early days of civilization, and even Lin Li himself did not feel that in this state, he began to comprehend primary melee combat and elementary footwork from Dorcott.

Lin Li raised his hand to block Docot's iron fist steadily, Docot's fist smashed on Lin Li's arm, Lin Li felt as if his arm had been slammed with a stick with a five-centimeter-diameter threaded steel bar, and the ground on his arm was first cold, and then there was a hot pain.

Docot's blow was blocked, his right arm swept across, and the tall black man's elbow smashed fiercely on Lin Li's neck, Lin Li's eyes instantly turned black, and he felt the blood in his chest gushing up to his head. Biting the tip of his tongue fiercely, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Lin Li's mouth, and with the sharp pain in his mouth, Lin Li woke himself up from his dizziness, and roared wildly, grabbed Docott's waist and lifted him to the ground violently.

This move is considered a relatively scoundrel style of fighting in gladiatorial combat, and it is also less lethal, so it is not very useful for gladiators. This move is actually very simple, it is a takedown in Sanda, but for Lin Li, this attack has an unusual significance, because it is the first time he has knocked Docott down.

Dokot is very strong, stronger than Capua's god of war Cress, stronger than the current Spartacus, among all the gladiators that Lin Li has encountered, Dokot is undoubtedly the strongest one so far, but it is such a strong gladiator who knocked Lin Li down again and again can only survive in front of the shadow of death.

"Very good, you have begun to master the essence of gladiatorial fighting, from tomorrow you and Spartacus will be trained by me together, defeat me and you will be able to escape in front of the shadow of death!" Docott stood up and looked at Lin Li with a hint of approval in his eyes. The essence of gladiatorial fighting is to defeat the opponent in the gladiatorial arena by any means, no matter what means are used, no matter what price is paid.

"Don't wait until tomorrow, let's start now!" Spartacus's deep voice sounded from the dungeon, and Spartacus walked out slowly, many small wounds on his body had just been scarred, those large wounds were sewn by the doctor with fishing line, and there were traces of blood oozing out of the fishing line. Spartacus's resilience is indeed amazing, but he is still a person, not a god-like protagonist, and Kress, who is also one of the protagonists, is still lying in the dungeon Spartacus himself has come out. …,

"If you let your wounds worsen, it's not just hurting yourself, it's also making your companions pay a terrible price for your stupidity, and you'll come back tomorrow!" Docot glanced at Spartacus coldly, and his tone could even be called vicious, but those who are familiar with the plot know that Docote is actually a rare good person in the Spartacus world, he is strict and stubborn, and just hopes that the gladiators can work hard to survive, Batista treats all gladiators as commodities for him to make money, but Docott treats this little slave gladiator as a human being, and this is probably an important reason why Docott finally betrays his loyalty.

"I can, and I don't have time to rest!" Spartacus asked Battista for freedom today, and Battista promised him to give him and Sulla freedom as long as Spartacus could fight the god of death Shadow, and Spartacus was willing to gamble everything for this desire for freedom.

"Let him come, nothing can stand in the way of freedom!" A trace of pity flashed in Lin Li's eyes, and Spartacus's request directly pronounced the death of Sylla, and Sula would definitely not live to the moment when Lin Li and Spartacus defeated the shadow of death.

If there is an irreversible history in this world, then the wheel of history has begun to turn. The end of the Shadow of Death myth will judge the death of Sula, and Sula's death is the beginning of the disaster of the Kapua nobles, all of which Lin Li must have to complete his mission.

"Then fate is in your own hands, pick up your sword and attack me, you need to know how weak you are!" Two training swords appeared in Dokot's hands, Dokot's momentum completely changed, if Dokot was a strict trainer before, then now he is a vicious beast that has been released from the cage.

Spartacus and Lin Li glanced at each other, nodded slightly, and the two of them pounced on Docot one left and one right, and a second later, Lin Li was slashed in the chest by the training sword, and Spartacus was kicked out of the coffin.

"Do you think the two of them have a chance of winning? Shadow of Death has never been defeated! From the small building, Lucleicia looked at the three people fighting in the training ground with strange eyes, she didn't think that there was anyone in this world who could defeat the shadow of death, unless it was a Roman legion who wanted to besiege the most powerful gladiator.

"If they win we get everything, if they lose we lose everything we lose everything, they have to win!" A fire burned in Batista's eyes, and the man finally revealed his ambitions.

"You are too weak, do you know what it is, am I the only one who survived the shadow of death? Because I'm stronger than everyone else, and if you want to live and win the gladiatorial fight, you have to be stronger than me! "The fierce fight is still going on.

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