Chapter 753 You Win

Zhang Heng and the group of Germans returned to the training ground.

By this time, the sun had completely set, and Bach lit the oil lamp, while the remaining Germans guarded the entrance to the training ground to ensure that the two of them would not be disturbed.

"What weapon do you want?" Bach raised his chin at Zhang Heng.

"Just give me a training sword." Zhang Heng said.

"Where's the armor?"

"unnecessary."

Bach threw the training sword to Zhang Heng and warned at the same time, "Let's talk first, I will not show mercy just because I admire you. You'd better be prepared to be beaten by me."

"Well... I can only say that things in the world are unpredictable." Zhang Heng took the training sword and weighed it casually in his hand.

The training swords in gladiator schools are all made of wood, and are much shorter than tachi. They are somewhat similar to the bronze swords of the Spring and Autumn Period. According to the saying that one inch is longer, one inch is stronger, and one inch is shorter, one inch is more dangerous. This is probably to make the gladiatorial performance look more attractive. Wonderful.

Bach saw that Zhang Heng only took a training sword, so he didn't want to take advantage of him, so he also only took a training sword.

"Where is your shield?" Zhang Heng asked this time.

"You don't want me and neither do I." Bach said proudly.

"It's up to you. Anyway, you can always get it later if you need it."

Bach was finally irritated by Zhang Heng's words, "Don't think that just because I look up to you means you are so great. I have changed my mind. I will make you unable to get out of bed for a week."

"Really? Then you have to put in more effort." Zhang Heng still looked that unhurried and replied with raised eyebrows.

The next moment, the angry Bach rushed over and waved the training sword in his hand.

As a result, he encountered the same scene seven days ago. Zhang Heng somehow easily dodged his blow. Then, while the power of his forward thrust had not disappeared and he was still unsteady on his feet, he struck him with the training sword in his hand. To his back.

After the snap, Bach's body immediately flew out and rolled around on the ground.

However, the German rolled and immediately got up from the ground. When he looked at Zhang Heng again, his eyes finally changed.

In the eyes of others, this was Bach's old habit that recurred. He underestimated the enemy and rushed in. Someone caught the flaw in his movements and used his strength to throw him out. It was a very tricky way of fighting.

But Bach himself knows very well that the exclusive training plan developed for him by Gabi and the trainer is to try to correct the problems in his previous battles. He is different now from a week ago. Although he is still not necessarily Habitus opponent, but if the opponent uses the same move again, he will not fall down in embarrassment.

Moreover, Zhang Heng's movements look very similar to those of Habitus, both walking in an agile way, but in fact the difference between the two is quite big, especially in Zhang Heng's shot, Bach's body balance was completely broken , this was the real reason why he fell to the ground.

Is this guy really as good as he boasts? But why he couldn't see it at all in the previous training, Bach was a little surprised.

With doubts in his mind, he attacked again, but only two moves later, he was struck by Zhang Heng's sword in the chest.

Zhang Heng didn't use much force, basically just tapping his left chest.

In the past, when he was in the small mountain dojo, he would also guide the children there to practice swordsmanship when he had time. He had many similar sparring competitions and his strikes were very measured.

But Bach still broke out in a cold sweat, knowing that if the opponent had a real weapon in his hand, he would have been disemboweled by now.

On the other hand, Zhang Heng did not continue to attack while Bach was surprised and distracted. Instead, he put away his training sword, took two steps back, and asked gracefully, "Do you need a shield now?"

When Bach heard this, he felt a burning pain on his face, but he knew in his heart that it was unclear whether a shield could prevent Zhang Heng's attack, but without a shield he really couldn't fight.

Bach was just impulsive, but he was not stupid. Hearing this, he obediently took off a small buckler and held it in his left hand. He did not attack again, but put on an unprecedented defensive position, as if facing a formidable enemy.

The Germans who were guarding the gate also saw the result of the previous fight between the two. They all put away the smiles on their faces and held their breath involuntarily.

Bach is a famous warrior in their tribe. In order to avenge his dead relatives, he has killed many Roman soldiers over the years, as well as a centurion. It was a bit surprising that he lost to Habitus before, but now he has In the past week, they also found out about Habitus's origins and knew that they had been plotted by Gabi.

Even among official gladiators, Habitus is very famous. Although he is not an ace like Sisnatus, he is still a second-level quasi-ace. He has many girls who have a crush on him, and he is tired from traveling. Without knowing the details of his opponent, it is not unacceptable for Bach to lose to him.

But Zhang Heng, Zhang Heng is a completely different situation.

We all entered the gladiator school together. One side was the star of hope, the successor of Sisnates, while the other side had remained unknown and was assigned to the not-so-popular profession of dual swordsman.

Logically speaking, if these two people faced off, there would be no suspense about the outcome.

Judging from the previous battles between the two sides, there was indeed no suspense about the outcome. Bach was at a disadvantage throughout the whole process and had almost no power to fight back. Although he had the shield now, just seeing that he didn't attack for a long time, you knew that he was against him. My confidence has also begun to waver.

Bach didn't move, but Zhang Heng started to move.

He swung out the training sword in his hand and matched the pace of his feet. Each sword attack was in a position that made Bach uncomfortable. Bach had to use the shield and training sword in his hand to parry in turn, and then he barely blocked Zhang Heng's round after round. His forehead was already covered with sweat from the attack, and his ears were filled with the crackling sound of the wooden shield and the training sword coming into contact.

Bach knew that he could no longer retreat, otherwise the opponent would become more and more powerful, and he would be forced to the corner of the training ground. At this time, he put all distracting thoughts behind and focused on Heng, risking being stabbed, he finally swung the wooden sword in his hand.

This was the first time he had sounded the clarion call for counterattack, and Bach didn't expect any results. As long as he could force Zhang Heng away and allow him to take a breath, it would be considered a success. But what he didn't expect was that There was a snapping sound, and when he raised his head again, he saw Zhang Heng taking half a step back, and the wooden sword in the latter's hand had been knocked away and landed in the open space beside him.

"You won." Zhang Heng blinked at the confused Bach, "Congratulations."