I Have 48 Hours a Day

Chapter 809 The Final Battle

"Giant" Telephilus was a gladiator outside the city and was naturally rejected by the gladiators in the city. However, Sartonilos valued his strength and sent someone to hint him, but gave up recruiting him after receiving no response. plan, so Telephilos did not participate in the assassination last night.

So when he walked into the lounge early in the morning, he was stunned because the atmosphere here was a bit weird.

Of course, that's not to say that the previous atmosphere wasn't weird. After all, Sartonilos' little tricks of forming gangs everywhere also fell into his eyes, and Zhang Heng looked like he was not allowed to enter. There was a tense situation between the two sides. The whole lounge was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

But today, the smell of gunpowder disappeared.

Telephilos was a little confused, and he even looked at Sartonilos, but the latter was sitting there with a dead look on his face, and seemed a little uneasy, just like a rookie who was about to enter the arena for the first time. Touch here and move there from time to time.

What the hell is going on? Telephilos frowned. After the previous rounds of elimination, all those who remained were capable masters. And now it was time for the main event. It was about to be tit-for-tat against Maimang, ace against ace. However, Sartonilos not only did not He recharged his batteries and prepared for the next battle, but he looked like he was out of his mind.

And he is not a special case. There are more than a dozen people like him, including favorites like Danaos and Eraxois, who all look like they have not slept well and are weak.

Only the Oriental man sitting in the corner was no different from before.

what is happening? !

In Telephilos' view, Zhang Heng was indeed strong now. He had also heard about the opponent's previous miraculous achievements. In addition to empty-handed bullfighting, his battles with other gladiators often resulted in quick wins and losses. No one has more than ten moves, but Sartonilos and others are also veteran gladiators who have been famous for a long time. It makes no sense that they don't even have the courage to fight.

Moreover, Telephilos could feel that if Sartonilos and others stayed away from Zhang Heng yesterday because they were secretly planning some conspiracy against the latter, then now Sartonilos and others are staying away from Zhang Heng purely because of fear. .

It's like the instinctive fear of a mouse when it encounters a cat.

But now the person in the worst situation is Habitus, who belongs to the same arena as Zhang Heng. The two of them obviously came from the same school, but they were sitting far away from each other, and Habitus's face was pale, almost There was no blood, and he kept his right hand in his arms.

Telephilus couldn't figure out why this group of people seemed to have changed after just one night.

At this moment, someone bumped into his back again. Before Telephilus could say anything, the person seemed to be frightened and kept apologizing.

Telephilos turned around and saw Mulkazan with a bruised nose and swollen face, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong with your face?"

"I, I... I fell by myself." Mulkazan insisted that this was an accident. In addition to being afraid of Zhang Heng, he also knew that if they were found out about what they did yesterday, they would definitely be severely punished. After all, Things like this, where you can't beat the opponent in the arena and then think about solving the problem privately with unspeakable means, are simply challenging the bottom line of the organizer of the gladiatorial show, and the organizer of this duel competition is the emperor of the empire. His Majesty.

It's easy to say that Zhang Heng is dead, but the problem is that he is not dead, and Mulkazan wants to cry when he thinks about what happened last night. We clearly agreed to solve the biggest threat to win the championship together, but in the end, the threat was not solved, and a god was provoked. .

This is the incarnation of gods in the human world. In ancient legends, except for demigod heroes, no human can threaten the gods.

"Falled?" Telephilus's eyes were filled with suspicion, "How many times did you have to fall to lose half of your teeth?"

Mulkazan was speechless and could only show a somewhat embarrassed smile.

Fortunately, this embarrassment did not last long. Soon the lame Slav who was responsible for receiving gladiators from various gladiator schools came in again and said, "Get ready. After today's beast warrior performance, we will All that’s left is your final battle.”

Telephilos nodded upon hearing this and raised the trident in his hand, "I am ready and will let you see my strength."

Now that Zhang Heng is here, the other gladiators at least don't mention winning the championship much.

However, even if he encouraged himself, there were only a few people in the huge lounge who agreed with him. Sartonilos and others still looked half-dead. Telephilos even wondered if their wives died together yesterday. That’s why I was crying like this.

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However, no matter how reluctant Sartonilos and others were, the final battle came as promised.

Zhang Heng stood up from where he was sitting, and the entire lounge seemed to pause for a second with his movement. Then Zhang Heng picked up his two Persian swords.

"Everyone, see you in the arena."

Bach on the other side also grinned and put on his helmet.

On the elevator, all the gladiators consciously left the middle seat to Zhang Heng, because they knew who the audience was here for today. Zhang Heng was probably the first gladiatorial performance in history that had not ended yet. The man who conquered the Flavian Amphitheatre.

The position next to Zhang Heng should have been reserved for people like Sartonilos who were also hopeful of winning the championship. However, except for Telefilos and Bach who are still standing next to Zhang Heng, Sartonilos, Danaos and others Then they were determined to stand on the outermost floor, and at the same time, they were always paying attention to what was happening on Zhang Heng's side, as if they would jump off the elevator to escape if there was any trouble.

What's even more exaggerated is that even though they are separated by several layers of people, they still seem to be full of uneasiness.

Telephilos wanted to ask them if Zhang Heng could suddenly fly to them after hiding so far away?

And the next moment the elevator started to rise. The slaves pushed the winch and sent today's protagonists from the dark underground to the sand outside.

The 90,000 seats in the Flavi Amphitheater were packed, and the colorful satin on the hard poles fluttered in the wind and made a sound. In addition, many people without tickets also came outside the arena early in the morning. You can witness the birth of the legend for the first time.

On this day, the entire city of Rome was deserted.

Even when Sisnates was at his peak, he would never be able to create such a scene.

And when the figures of the seventy-two gladiators finally appeared on the arena, the entire Flavi Amphitheater boiled, and the huge wave of human voices seemed to drown everything.

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