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Breakfast was still splashed with sand by Grentis laughing, and this time even Feccuma knew how to swallow his anger, after all, without a mark, there would be no recognition, and no real gladiator would respect you.

Hai Shan was woken up from the sand by the coach's whip, and it was very surprising that when he got up, his face did not show the despair and decadence of last night, but bowed to Kaisong respectfully, and went to eat very obediently.

Compared with the brushstrokes in "Spartacus", Zhang Long and the others experienced a real "hand-in-hand" introductory teaching: Kaizon demonstrated the introductory moves to the newcomers of each faction separately, and then asked them to practice repeatedly, and then took the trouble to correct every place where they were not in place. The full-fledged gladiators on the other side of the arena were as always, each teaming up to train or beating wooden figures. Kaizon also went over from time to time to correct the newcomers in his spare time to train them. Truth be told, this practice of repeating one or two movements over and over again was even more painful than the original sweaty physical training: it was so boring!

"Coach!" he shouted, "Can you practice the same move? I've been practicing a downward chop for four hours, and I'm already completely acquainted with it!"

Kaisson raised his arm and drank, "Newcomers, pause!"

The newcomers stopped their movements and looked at the coach.

"Are you really 'thoroughly' trained?" said Kayson, staring sternly at the barbarian.

"Of course!" replied Fichmar, patting her chest.

Kaisong snatched the wooden axe from his hand, let out a loud shout, and raised his hand to hit Fikruma's head with a slash, the speed and momentum were incomparably strong, and Fitsuma didn't even have time to react, just watched the axe blade stop with hairs on the scalp of his head.

"Oh shit!" the barbarian broke out in a cold sweat and sat down on the ground, causing a lot of laughter.

"There is never a day when you will be 'thoroughly' perfected!" Kaisson threw the axe at Fetsuma's feet, "Let me continue! I'll see what you practice, and I'll teach you when I can learn the next move." 」

Fetsuma picked up her axe and stood up, continuing to chop the air one by one.

Zhang Long's movements are just as boring: the simplest straight stab.

"Don't underestimate the stab, it's the basis of all the spear's attacks!" Cayson taught him: "The foundation of the stab is in your feet, but the source of strength is your waist, not your arms. After you stand firm on your feet and exert your legs, you have to use the strength of your waist to stab the spear out, just spend your strength on your arms, your spear will have no strength and no momentum, think about how you lost the first time you fought against Ricksat, and slowly experience it!"

Although Zhang Long practiced hard, he was full of gratitude to Kaisong. After crossing over, he felt that the spear technique inherited from the memory of the mentally handicapped man Ding was enough, but at this time, he found that he only had his form and not his spirit: the mentally handicapped is mentally retarded after all, even if the talent is high, he quickly learned to imitate those movements with his physical instinct, but without the guidance of his master, how could he understand the true meaning of the broad and profound Xiansai Island spear technique? Kaisong is right, the basic skills are always the most important, although the basic spear technique of the phalanx gladiators is not complicated, but it is the basis for being able to integrate and improve by leaps and bounds in the future. Since you are a gladiator, in order to survive, in order not to enter the iron cage, you have to become stronger!

But...... Last night's shot was too hard, and now it'...... Sore back......

The newcomers from Antestag were quite peaceful, always meticulously practicing every move: like the Germans, the blueprint of their civilization on Earth, the Antestag were mostly strict and practical, and disciplined, even if they were reduced to slave gladiators, which was a big reason why trainers preferred to buy them.

Hai Shan was unexpectedly diligent, changing her usual habit of being speculative and lazy, and practiced the safari-style introductory movements very hard, and the expression on her face was so serious that it was almost a little distorted.

Just as he was practicing, a family member suddenly walked up to him.

"Haishan, the master summoned you. Jia Ding said expressionlessly.

"Wait, he's still training. Kaisson frowned: Isenhard has always attached great importance to training, and would never summon gladiators at such times.

"You can ask him during your lunch break, Hassan, I'm going to take it. The family still has a plain face. Kaizon shook his head and let them go.

After about twenty minutes, Hai Shan appeared at the entrance of the training ground with a smile on her face, and then trotted all the way to Kai Song, nodded with a flattering smile and said, "I'm sorry, coach, the master taught me a hard lesson and told me the importance of safari to the family. I shouldn't have been so impulsive yesterday, and I hope you will continue to teach me how to be a good safari gladiator!"

Although he couldn't get used to seeing that smiling face, he swore to train hard and liked to hear this kind of talk very much. In fact, he never regarded this not majestic Donglu man as cannon fodder, and the safari style was indeed the most suitable for his style. In fact, if hard working and properly trained, this type of gladiator can also be very useful, but it is very difficult.

Kaisong taught Haishan again seriously, and the Donglu man put on a grateful expression: "Thank you, coach, thank you, coach......" and continued to practice hard.

Noon soon came, and while the gladiators were having dinner, Kaison ran to the mansion to meet his former brother, the current owner, Isenhard.

"Master, you don't hesitate to interrupt the training to teach Haishan a lesson......" he asked straight to the point, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Esenhard.

"Yes, my brother!" Isenhard laughed, "This kid does deserve a good lesson, and I want to talk to you about his training." 」

Kaisong was a little puzzled: "Haishan is indeed suitable for practicing safari style, even if he is not satisfied, I will not change his mind, he has no room to refuse, you don't need to teach him such a personal lesson?"

"No, no," Isenhard smiled as he handed Kayson a beer, "I'll have to untie his knot, or I'll always train with resentment, and I won't have any great achievements in the future, and I'm probably not even able to get the mark, and I'll be sent to an iron cage, and a good talent will be wasted." 」

"Talent, with all due respect, master, Haishan will be a good safari style, and will be a very good help when fighting team battles, but it is difficult to become a star......

"Trust me, brother!" Isenhard suddenly put his arm around Kaisson's shoulder, "I want you to trust my judgment, Hassan's will be more useful than you think, but I need your help about him." 」

Kaisong was suddenly solemn: "Your wish, my action!"

"Train Hassana to be Candras's first safari star!" Isenhard said earnestly.

Kai Songleng froze, but still repeated the words just now: "Your wishes, my actions!"

"Okay!" Esenhard smiled, "I know you have doubts, but Hassan's stardom is a great benefit to our family, and you will be able to understand it later." Now, tell me about the other newcomers. 」

"Fei Quma's overall condition is the best, but he is a little impetuous, and he needs to be sharpened more; Zhang Long has a certain foundation, and I was worried that he would also be impetuous and look down on the basic skills, but at present, it is quite pragmatic, and there is great potential to be tapped in the future; Haishan...... I'll do my best to fulfill your instructions, and those Anteystig people are more decent, and you shouldn't be able to make a mistake with your step-by-step training. Kayson judged.

"Good. Esenhard bowed, "The fate of the gladiators is in your hands......; I'll take care of it!"

Kaisson withdrew, and Esenhard brought the glass to his lips and drank it down.

"Maxin, Sacamotto, Francis...... I'll make you look good!"

The afternoon was also occupied by the boring basic skills training, and what was worse was that no newcomer's movements could meet the standards required by Kaisong, which was equivalent to teaching a movement in a whole day, and no one passed the practice until the evening, Kaisong was quite dissatisfied, and every newcomer was whipped.

The atmosphere after dinner was very bad, and the newcomers returned to the dormitory and were all dejected. Fekruma and Zhang Long went to the training ground to practice as usual.

", when will this be like Kaisong...... The barbarian began to talk again: "That split is too fierce, I must learn, I must learn, I must learn, I must!" He is a man who aspires to be the god of war, and the shock of Kaisong's split makes him envious, he is really training from the heart.

Zhang Long was much more silent, he didn't know where he was going. This world is too real, more than once, he closed his eyes like the time-travelers in online novels, trying to find the so-called character panels, inventory and the like, but really no, he traveled to the world of Diablo, but he was just an ordinary person, just a slave, just a gladiator Xinding.

"Where is the golden finger, where is the luck, where is the strength, where is the harem?" Zhang Long practiced the straight stab one by one, and his heart was numb.

I don't know how long I practiced, but Fei Quma let out a long yawn: "I'll go back to sleep, you should go back early." 」

Zhang Long watched as Fei Quma walked into the corridor, and the movements of his hands stopped.

Do you want to go back to sleep?

Just as he was hesitating, a delicate figure came out of the door of the bathhouse, which should have been empty, and came to the edge of the cliff with endless weakness and sorrow, and sat down, and blew the bone flute.

That's Rocky. Every time he did this, it meant that someone else was in the iron cage.

The melody of the theme song of "Age of Empires" once again echoed in the twilight, attracting Zhang Long to walk behind him gently.

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and Rocky's sad gaze was enough to overshadow last night's black pearl Suina.

Such a beautiful face is out of a man's body, is it luck or a curse?

"Juan died, I didn't expect him to live so long. Rocky said indifferently.

Juan: The new guy who was thrown into the cage along with Sergei, who died the day he came here? Didn't he have a broken hand a long time ago?

Zhang Long was stunned.

"The strength of life is always hidden behind the vulnerability. Rocky winked at him with a beautiful eye, "I've been keeping an eye on you. 」

"Huh, is it......" Zhang Long said stumblingly. Why should you pay attention to yourself? Rocky...... Do you have that interest in yourself? No, Lao Tzu is a virgin with a normal orientation!

"You're not like everyone else. Rocky made a very cute expression, tilted his head, put his left index finger on his lower lip, and said thoughtfully, "Half of you are different from everyone else, and everything about you is incomprehensible......

Wow, I can't see through it, it's too thorough, okay? Zhang Long was stupid: "This ...... Why do you think that?"

"Intuition. Rocky replied, "You shouldn't be in this world, just like me, but different. 」

"Huh?" Zhang Long was almost confused.

"You see, I'm a monster. Rocky smiled sadly, "I shouldn't have existed, but I've been living relentlessly, because I'm really afraid of dying......" He paused and continued, "And you, it doesn't seem like you belong here, so you shouldn't have existed, and I would like to know what kind of fate awaits you." 」

Rocky stood up and stood on the edge of the cliff, his cape-wrapped figure striking in the moonlight.

Zhang Long didn't dare to look any further: Rocky was so beautiful, he was really worried, after getting used to seeing Rocky, would there be no more beautiful women in his eyes, in that case it would be miserable! He struggled to think about how to end the conversation and go back to sleep quickly, but Rocky seemed to see through his thoughts, and smiled: "Go back to sleep, I hope you can learn new moves tomorrow." 」

"Hmm......" Zhang Long ran into the corridor in embarrassment and went back to the dormitory to sleep.