After listening to Hai Shan's classic record of Rixette, Zhang Long's mood was extremely complicated. www.biquge.info He knew that the fate of the protagonists of the novel was almost impossible to befall him, and the determination to counterattack when he first arrived was also destroyed by the Votham champion, and Fetruma was like another Spartacus embryo. Do you want to live an ordinary life like the original after you cross over?

Even if you are used to going with the flow, it is inevitable that you will be unwilling, every man has a dream of being the king and hegemon in his heart, but after crossing by himself, there is really nothing to be remembered except for being ugly.

The other newcomers have already begun to talk about the mountains, some are listening to Haishan's jokes, and some are inspiring to be the god of war with Fei Quma. Zhang Long was not in the mood at all, just listened absentmindedly, and promised from time to time, feeling that he had no sense of existence as before the crossing, and was extremely desolate.

Suddenly, a familiar flute sound came from the direction of the training ground, and he was immediately drawn in: the theme song of the Age of Empires series of games!

It was the most amazing piece he had ever heard, four extremely simple phrases, played in different ways, with completely different effects, whether majestic or tender, varied. And now he hears the variations, with deep sadness, tear-jerking.

Zhang Long was attracted by the sound of the flute, walked out of the dormitory gate, and came to the training ground.

He saw a pretty figure sitting on the edge of a cliff, wrapped in a tattered sackcloth cloak, and blonde hair fluttering messily in the evening breeze. He recognized that it was the beautiful boy in the lounge at noon, and couldn't help but be a little surprised: how could he play this tune? Could it be that it was also a time in time, or was it just a coincidence?

The melody was repeated several more times, and the boy stopped playing, turned his head slightly, and said lightly, "Sergei is dead, Juan has a broken hand, and he will probably die tomorrow." 」

Zhang Long's heart was shocked: Sergei and Juan were the two newcomers who were taken to the iron cage because they couldn't eat all the food rations at noon, and they didn't expect to end up like this in just half a day! In contrast, the devil's training he experienced was really lucky.

"Come and sit. The young man pointed to his side, and Zhang Long stepped forward to look at it, and was dizzy with fright: It was the edge of the cliff, and if you were not careful, you would fall into the twin seas to feed the sharks! He quickly waved his hand and sat down on the sand more than a yard away from the cliff.

"You're scared, but not me. The beautiful boy smiled sadly and put the flute back into his waist. Only then did Zhang Long see that it was actually a whole human forearm bone, polished smooth and shiny, with a row of flute holes drilled on it, the workmanship was quite fine, but it was somewhat creepy. Zhang Long's eyes widened as he looked directly at this ominous instrument.

The boy shook his head, his voice still hoarse, "This is the first opponent I killed in the iron cage, and I took him with me to remind myself not to be like him. Sometimes I would blow him to see off the people who had fallen in the cage. He looked into the deep twilight on the horizon and muttered a prayer-like text: "The waves of the twin seas, please take away Sergei's soul." He has no place in the arena, he dies without glory, no one mourns for him, no one mourns for him, no one even remembers him: so do I. Perhaps tomorrow, I will forget his name, flee from this senseless sad past, and leave him behind with others, leaving his soul alone without rest. Therefore, take him, Waves of the Two Seas, and let him be with the rest of the forgotten souls in your arms, and do not leave him alone: in the name of Sarah of the Storm, Hyphetes of Fire, Kachos of Frost, and Asura, of Vision......

The first few sentences are basically calloused requiem prayers in American dramas, but the last four god names are like thunder: they are the four main gods worshiped by the Amazons of the Twin Hyskovas Islands, and you can't be wrong with the young man's pale skin, brilliant blonde hair, big aqua blue eyes, and a thick Mediterranean accent!

"Are you from the Amazon?" asked Zhang Long in surprise. According to Blizzard, the Amazons are a matriarchal society, and men can only work in non-military occupations and cannot become leaders. The boy seemed to fit these traits perfectly, especially his slender and delicate body, not at all like a man who fought in an iron cage.

"Amazon? The young man said indifferently, "The name of God is only mentioned in passing. You can call me 'Rocky,' that's what the owner of the cage casino calls me. 」

Zhang Long responded, but he didn't know what to say. Suddenly, a large puff of gas came out of his stomach from dinner, which made him burp.

"Zhang Long, you want to be a champion, right?" Rocky turned from the edge of the cliff to face him, Zhang Long couldn't help but sigh and shake his head. The complacent ambition when he first crossed over has been completely extinguished by Rixat's instant kill.

Rocky looked him in the eye, stood up, and said, "Then don't let dinner become such a full burp. 」

Zhang Longleng paused, and immediately reacted that this was asking him to use the time after meals and before going to bed to increase training. He's not stupid in the first place, and if he does everything he can, he'll always do a good job, like playing dark, like learning English. It's just that all kinds of troubles over the years have made him eat and wait for death every day, and he has no fighting spirit, and the good luck of the protagonists in the online novels he is obsessed with makes "hard work" a distant word for him. This simple sentence was like an initiation, rekindling the fire in his heart.

"Thank you," Zhang Long also stood up and said gratefully, "but why remind me of this?"

"You, like me, are people who shouldn't be in this world. Rocky dropped this sentence and turned and drifted away, leaving Zhang Long alone on the training ground to ponder.

Like him, "ought not to exist in this world...... Is Rocky really a time-traveler too? He admits that he is an Amazon, but he is dismissive of his origin, isn't it the same as his attitude towards Xiansai Island? Coupled with the theme song of "Age of Empires", Zhang Long is really messy, and he doesn't know what to do: Do you want to imply that Rocky is a time-traveler? The two have only known each other for less than a day, who knows what kind of medicine is sold in this beautiful boy's gourd, can you trust him? But in any case, it will not be wrong to remind yourself to take the initiative to increase your training, so let's get started!

He mustered himself and was just about to get started when he heard Fetsuma's familiar voice behind him.

"Zhang Long, it was ...... who just spoke to you Rocky?"

Zhang Long looked back and saw that Fei Quma had also come to the training ground at some point, and had obviously started the night training one step ahead of him: this guy had already carried a big rock and was looking at him with a look of surprise.

"Huh, do you know him?" Zhang Long was shocked: how could Fetsuma have seen Rocky?

Fetsuma threw down the stone in his hand, "I know him when he is burned to ashes! It's this monster that looks more seductive than a woman, and I lost my freedom! You know why I wasn't scared by that kid from Hyshan? It's because last year, I saw a guy in Kingspoo Harbor in Westermachu that was much more powerful than Ricksard: Rocky!"

Zhang Long was dumbfounded, Fikruma had obviously expected his reaction, and deliberately paused for a while before continuing:

"Arena gladiatorial fights are unique to Candras, but the Black Fist of the Iron Cage is found throughout St. Hugh. Last fall, I had already lost a lot of debt, but I was still obsessed with wanting to make money, by chance, I heard that Kingspo had a big iron cage black fist gambling game, which could give me a chance to turn the tables at once, I didn't think about it and went south to Wester Maqu, rushed to the iron cage to see, and almost laughed so much that my jaw fell: it was actually a "beautiful little girl" ready to challenge the Ambaru monster Gurban, who was known as the invincible black fist of Westermaqu! That "little girl" was of course Rocky, damn, who could see that he was a man without taking off his clothes......" Phychma looked a little annoyed, swallowed and spat, and continued:

"All the audience burst into laughter and felt like pie in the sky. No one noticed how triumphant Rocky's owner, the idiot who had made the big bet, Isenhard, laughed triumphantly. You know the Ambaru people, right? It's similar to the Morins who fought against Rixat, they're all great from the forest. Although they are not that strong, they will have a lot of messy tricks, insidious and vicious voodoo magic! Of course, Gurban does not have that ability, but he is as scary as Ambaru's witch doctor, and many opponents are scared and weak when they first meet, and then he kills them with extremely cruel means...... I had no choice but to win the bet. But I was already penniless, and could only bet at the expense of freedom, alas, at that time I thought that as long as I had a brain, I would not bet on Rocky, and the result was ...... I've never seen someone so ruthless, his movements are unadorned, not to please the audience, not to satisfy his own bloodlust, just to kill his opponent! It's too ruthless, it's too poisonous, I'm stupid, forgive me, I really can't describe it...... Alas...... Let's not talk about it, train!"

Fetsuma spat fiercely, picked up the stone and practiced squatting, looking at Zhang Long still looking stunned, he said, "You also practice with me, damn, I don't believe we can't surpass Ricksette: to be honest, if he is allowed to fight with Rocky in an iron cage, I don't know how this bastard died!"

Zhang Long was shocked by Fecquama's motivation again: he decided to increase the size only after relying on Rocky's reminder, and Fiquema actually made a correct judgment just by relying on his enthusiasm to be the god of war, this is the gap in ambition!

So the two practiced in the corner next to the training ground. Dinner provided enough energy, and the large waist of Fishma and the excellent endurance of Zhang Longxin's body made each of them quickly find their form, and they trained step by step in the manner taught by Kaisson. In the twilight, they sweated like rain until the night was low and the silver moon was in the sky, and the two returned to the dormitory exhausted, falling like a log, and falling into a deep sleep.

A dreamless night. In fact, Zhang Long was very eager to dream, because he had the opportunity to see the girl in his dream. Strange as it may seem, since crossing over to St. Hugh Arie, this dream has completely disappeared.

The next morning, the gladiators were awakened by Kaison's whip and walked into the cafeteria. For breakfast, the bread was replaced by a large bowl full of cereal, which was very delicious. Newcomers were still only allowed to sit on the outermost bench to eat, while the full-fledged gladiators sat inside to enjoy the shade and the dining table.

"Hmph, boys, add some spice to you!" With an arrogant shout, a large cloud of dust and mist suddenly rose on the sand next to the newlyweds, and the yellow sand poured on their food. The gladiators burst into laughter, and the recruits could only curse in a low voice, watching as the perpetrator strode out of the dust and stepped into the dining hall to sit down at the table in the cafeteria.

It was a big, rough-looking man, with blond hair and blue eyes, and bronzed muscles covered in scars. The big mouth is like a big basin, revealing the huge teeth inside, which is quite ugly and fierce.

"Hey, hey, it's time to add some spice to them!" Rixat laughed and slammed his fist into the guy.

"!" Fei Quma roared and stood up to play for his life, but Zhang Long and Hai Shan quickly grabbed him.

"Calm down, brute," said Haysan, "do you know who he is? Grintis, the most powerful gladiator of the water demons in Vorsam, can hit you all over the ground in two or three strokes!"

"Yes, calm down, just get used to it, Glintys is notoriously bullying newcomers, and when you get the mark of your brother, you'll be able to get out of the way!" An elderly slave who delivered food also whispered, "It's settled now, a year ago, they would have peed in the newcomer's porridge! If it weren't for Rocky's monster, you would still have to enjoy a pee meal now......

After reassuring Fikchuma, Zhang Long grabbed the corner of the old slave's clothes and asked, "What did Rocky do?"

The old slave looked left and right for a moment, leaned down and whispered, "There was once a guy named Val who was as keen as Grentis to play with newcomers, and he was also a powerful water ghost under his master, and at that time Rocky was also a newcomer like you, and after being urinated in the porridge, the other newcomers vomited all kinds of things, and only Rocky ate them all without saying a word. Val leaned over and taunted him, asking him if he looked good, and the result was ...... The monster stabbed the spoon into Val's mouth and stabbed it through the back of his head, and Val just smiled and died! Everyone was stunned, and then Rocky was thrown into the iron cage by his master, where he remained until now. Alas, I don't want to live under the same roof with him for the rest of my life, but I hope he dies in an iron cage as soon as possible......" The old slave said, shaking his head and walking away.

Fei Quma angrily drank porridge and spit sand, scolding: "Fuck, these sons of bitches are raised, sooner or later Lao Tzu will become the god of war and trample you all under his feet!"

He also worked so hard, a whole day of training, the barbarian practiced like crazy, completely tired of anything, and the weight was always the first to go up and grab the heaviest move. Although Zhang Long's endurance is quite good, his physical strength can only carry ordinary heavy objects, and he is also very good, but he is obviously inferior to Fetsuma.

Day after day, months passed in the blink of an eye. The muscles of the newcomers are getting stronger day by day and have begun to approach the level of a full-fledged gladiator. Zhang Long and Fikruma, who trained more in the evening, were particularly good, and Fikruma's muscles were already more courageous than Rixat's, and Zhang Long had become a toned and macho man who was not much worse than Grentis who loved to bully newcomers.

Finally, at the end of one night's training, Kaisson whipped his leather whip and shouted, "Okay, you've graduated from basic physical training! Tomorrow you'll go to the Scarborough Market Arena to watch the Western Expedition Festival and see what real gladiatorial combat looks like, and then just wait for hellish combat training!"

"The Western Expedition?" Zhang Long was a little puzzled, and said to himself, "Could it be to commemorate the Western Expedition of Lakis? It must be a big event!"

His self-muttering was heard by Hai Shan again, and the Donglu man shook his head and replied, "It's indeed a big celebration in Westermaqu, but in Candras, it's just a second-rate festival, a second-rate competition in a second-rate venue, but it's enough for us to watch!"

A real gladiatorial fight! Zhang Long's heart was full of anticipation.