Shi Lu Zhang: The Steward of the Fighter

The next morning, all the housekeepers, gladiators, and slaves were gathered at the training ground, and Isenhard appeared in the stands with a strong stride, and beside him, in addition to the black and white swordsman, there was more of a heroic man. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Thor was dressed up in a new look, wearing a neat linen suit, his previously unkempt hair was combed and smooth, and his beard was cleanly shaved, looking extremely young and handsome.

"My friends, this one, from this day forward, is the head of our House of Isenhard: Master Thor!" Isenhard declared in a loud voice, "From now on, treat him as I do myself, and see him as I see me, is it clear?"

"Clear!" everyone was surprised, but they all agreed obediently. Except for Zhang Long, Fetsuma, and Haishan, no one had ever seen Thor, and even the three of them did not expect that this paladin of Anteystig would be hired as the chief steward.

"In the future, Master Thor will make an important contribution to the development and growth of our family, and I hope that everyone will cooperate with his guidance and contribute to the family!" Isenhard continued.

"Thor!" Kayson, who had always been absolutely obedient to Isenhard's decision-making, took the lead and raised his arms and shouted.

"Thor, Thor, Thor!" the gladiators cheered as they followed the instructor, and Esenhard nodded, satisfied.

"Alright, Brother Kaison, let Master Thor observe today's training and familiarize himself with our business. With the order, Isenhard turned and left. Thor went around the stairs behind the stands and walked up the arena.

"Hello, Coach Kayson. Thor held out his hand to Kaizon in a friendly manner, and the coach was a little stunned, but he immediately shook it.

"Where, Master, I'm just a slave, so I don't have to be so polite. 」

Thor smiled, "Master Esenhard treats you like a brother, which means that you must be a respectable person. Well, no more politeness, let's get started. 」

Kaisong nodded, and flicked his whip: "Gladiators, open the meal!"

There was a new manager watching, Ricksart and Grentis and the others were more regular, and they didn't bully the newcomers as usual, Zhang Long and they finally ate a breakfast without sand grains.

Then, devil training begins.

As always, the full-fledged gladiators practiced separately or individually, and Kaizon went to correct it from time to time, while the newcomers practiced the basic movements they had learned during these days, and whoever did not do it well would definitely be whipped, but after the fight, Kaisong always took the trouble to correct it.

Looking at the training scene in full swing on the battlefield, Thor couldn't help but secretly bow. As a paladin, his martial arts skills are strong enough, but ask yourself, if you don't use the mysteries, you may not be able to beat the siege of three or four excellent gladiators!

Candras's arena culture is indeed worthy of its name, and it is a pity that such a powerful warrior is only a victim of entertaining the audience with blood, and cannot go to the battlefield to serve the king......

From the few newcomers who were working the basics, he recognized the three people who participated in the "rescue" of him that day, one was a barbarian with a giant axe, his eyes were full of fanatical passion, Thor could feel that this person was very similar to himself when he was an apprentice, and there was only one concept in his mind, which was to "become stronger".

Maybe he's going to get really strong and maybe he'll be a champion.

After watching Fecchuma, he turned his gaze to Hassan.

"Safari" is almost a gladiator faction tailored for this Eastern Continent man, but he may not even be aware of it.

Thor saw a dangerous aura in Hysan, and every move he made seemed to be deliberately inadequate, but Thor could feel that all of these small flaws were left behind. This feeling can only be felt by those who have been on the real battlefield for a long time, and the battle-hardened Thor is just such a person.

Noticing the subtle change in Thor's expression, Kaisong walked up to him and whispered, "Do you see what makes Hysan special?"

"Yes. If any opponent despises him in the arena in the future, he will surely die. Saul said.

"Very few people can see it. Kaisong nodded, "Forgive me, Master, were you a soldier?"

"Yes. There's no need to lie.

"Very well, then you must know more about combat than I do, but the arena is not more than the battlefield, something...... It still needs to be understood. Kaisong didn't ask any more questions, and turned to look at Zhang Long.

"Zhang Long, come here!" Jian Ping's quick order.

Zhang Long hurriedly ran over, and Thor took the opportunity to examine him up and down.

This immortal is so good!

The gladiators in training have only a crotch cloth on their whole body clothes, and the distribution of their bodies and muscles is clear at a glance. For an experienced warrior like Thor, it can be easily seen that this body is completely made for fighting, although it doesn't look so majestic, but the structure is extremely reasonable, it needs to be explosive, it needs to be flexible, and the Xiansai people have a racial characteristic: they are born with amazing endurance, and if they are trained properly, they can be said to be a rare talent.

"You can go and spar with Fetsuma. Kaisong pointed to the barbarian, "Fekchuma, against Zhang Long!"

In addition to Hai Shan, all the newcomers immediately stopped their training and surrounded them, and several full-fledged gladiators were also attracted to watch the fun.

"Let's go!" Seeing the two stand facing each other, Kaisong gave a high-five order. With excitement in her eyes, Fetsuma roared and rushed forward with her great axe. Zhang Long was calm, and the distance advantage of the spear was immediately apparent, and he stabbed straight to meet the attack. Fichmahaha laughed, and with a flick of his axe, he turned the spearhead and continued to charge forward.

Sure enough, will it be ten times with one force? Not necessarily!

Zhang Long retreated and turned, turning around with force in the direction where the spear was picked, and swept Fei Quma down the plate violently, and the barbarian hurriedly jumped backwards to dodge, but he exposed his flaws. Zhang Long was overjoyed, raised his elbow and withdrew his spear, and rushed forward to chase Fei Quma's abdomen, the barbarian was in danger, the axe handle spun, and hit the spearhead, and the huge force once again made the spear deviate from the direction and inserted it through the gap under his left armpit.

"Hehe, give me defeat!" Fei Quma laughed, his left arm was slammed down, and he caught the spear, and then with a thunderous roar, he grabbed the shaft of the spear with both hands and threw it in the air, Zhang Long quickly let go, otherwise with Fei Quma's strength, he would have to be swept to the sky.

Without a weapon, wouldn't you lose with your size? Without even thinking about it, Fikuma put aside the shaft of the spear, and rushed forward with a casserole-sized fist and slammed it into Zhang Longmian's door. However, just as the fist was about to blast Zhang Long's nose open, it suddenly stopped.

Zhang Long used his hand as a knife, and it just stood against Fei Quma's crotch cloth.

"During the official competition, I have a spare dagger!" Zhang Long smiled.

"!" Fitsuma shook her head in frustration, "Forget about this and start over!"

"There's no repetition in the arena!" said Kezon solemnly, "You're going to lose your precious bane, and you're going to lose so ugly that even if you surrender, the audience won't let you live!"

"I see, Coach......" Fetsuma muttered. If he was really stabbed at the root of the bane, he probably didn't want to live anymore, so what else would he vote for!

"You two, go and practice in the corner over there, and when the other newcomers are qualified, I will come over and join you!" Kaisong ordered, "Haishan, come here!"

Zhang Long and Fei Quma happily ran to the designated corner to continue the discussion, while Hai Shan ran over with a smile on her face and asked, "Coach, what do you command?"

"You go over there and ask Fernando for advice. Kaizon said, pointing to a full-fledged gladiator who was cutting a stake by himself.

After a while, I heard Haishan's screams.

"We're fellow countrymen, can't we show some mercy?" said Hayshan, spitting out a mouth full of yellow sand, pitifully in Kakistan.

"Get up, the waste doesn't deserve to be close to me!" Fernando, who is also from the Eastern Continent, pointed the halberd at Hysan's forehead and warned in lingua franca. Haishan shook her head and got up, picked up the short spear and pushed it forward: "Thank you for your advice, senior!"

"Ahh......hh

On this day, the newcomers successively obtained the permission to practice, but they were all beaten by Zhang Long and Fei Quma all over the ground, and by the evening, they were almost obedient, no longer challenging the two newcomer kings, but teaming up to fight each other. Zhang Long and Fektuma won and lost each other, but in general, Fektuma won more.

With the same skill, the one with the most power wins, which is a very real problem.

For some reason, until the end, Kaizon didn't let them train against the real gladiators like Haishan, even though they were already the best among the newcomers.

After dinner, the pair of brothers and sisters continued to increase their weight, but this time it became a slightly gunpowder sparring.

"Plop!" Zhang Long was knocked down again, and raised his hand in surrender in the face of the giant axe that slashed towards the door.

"Hahahaha, sure enough, I'm better!" Fei Quma pulled Zhang Long up and laughed. Although it was mainly a competition, the fight was not so desperate, and both of them were a little blue and swollen.

"Only three more losses than you. After Zhang Long got up, he said disapprehantly.

"Haha, I'll come back later!" the savage laughed heartily and slammed his fist into Long Zhang.

"By the way, how can we get the mark?" Zhang Long asked. In Spartacus, the final test to get the mark was to fight a legitimate gladiator for a sufficient number of rounds, but his instincts told him that it wouldn't be that simple here.

Fitsuma looked at him in surprise: "I don't even know this, the Xinding Battle is held twice a year! The Xinding of each family is grouped into groups with factions to face each other in the arena, and the winner can be promoted to a full-fledged gladiator!"

"Twice a year, then we've been here for almost half a year!" Zhang Long was taken aback.

"yes, it's been less than a month. Phychuma's face was full of longing: "When the time comes, we can really raise our eyebrows!

"Howler!"

In the twilight, the two practiced ping-pong again.

In the stands, Nadya and Suina were secretly watching them again.

"I really can't help you," Suina said angrily, "What's so beautiful, pestering me every day to accompany you......

"Don't you think, Fitsuma is so handsome!" Nadya said, looking at the majestic Fichuma stupidly.

Of course it's handsome, does it look like Mel Gibson...... When you look at it on the earth, it's also a star face!

"Hmph, what's the use of being handsome? It's more obscene than that yellow-skinned guy! When I got up that night to shush, this brute came back from outside drunk, and sang 'Old Bird Angry' in his voice, and scratched vigorously with a dirty paw in his crotch, and never took it out from the time he entered the gate to the time he returned to ......the dormitory."

"Oh, what are you talking about...... Nadya blushed: "You don't look like a girl, which knight will take a fancy to you......

Suina was about to retort, when suddenly footsteps came from behind the two.

"What are you doing here?" Thor walked over with his hands behind his back and gracefully stance.

"We ......," Nadya timidly ducked behind Suina.

"We're watching the two of them spar, Master Thor. Suyna said respectfully but simply.

"As a slave to a gladiator trainer, it's above board to watch gladiator training, why hide?" Thor wondered.

"Master Steward, the master doesn't let us show up too much, we seem to be very important, he doesn't touch us himself, and he doesn't allow us to have too much contact with these men in the family, I'm afraid you're among them, so I'll take my leave first." Suina replied to what she had to say, and pulled Nadya to retreat hurriedly.

Thor couldn't help frowning: What kind of person is Isenhard!