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Chapter 108 Going to Rome?
The battle at the end of the season is always so fast. When he rushed to the opposite gladiator, the gladiators on the opposite side roared as if they were emboldened for themselves, and greeted the end of the season.

But they are really too weak compared to the end of the season. Even without internal power, they can be easily killed at the end of the season.

Swinging the dagger in his hand, following the footsteps of the end of the season, it directly pierced the chest of one person. The next second, when the other gladiators swung their weapons, they left the place lightly.

Not backward, but forward.

The weapons in the hands of those gladiators seemed to have eyes, and fell against Ji Mo's body, but when the opponent's weapon fell and was unable to defend, Ji Mo lightly slashed out again with the short sword in his hand, wiping the two of them. Immediately, two dazzling red streams sprayed out of his neck.

"Doomsday, doomsday!"

This amazing action at the end of the season immediately caused a burst of cheers.

Compared with the end of the season, the movements of the remaining four gladiators were too slow. Not only were they unable to touch the flexible end of the season, they even did not use their weapons to block their weapons at the end of the season. The weapons of both sides did not exchange a single shot. There was a knocking sound, and the dagger in Ji Mo's hand was like an invitation from the god of death. Every time he swung it, he would take away a life.

Hurry up, at the end of the season, in less than half a minute, all the enemies on the opposite side were dead. Even some spectators on the duel stage just turned their heads, and they would miss the last second of a life disappearing.

"Ding Dong!" Throwing away the dagger full of blood in his hand, at the end of the season, amidst the cheers, without looking back, he walked into the exit channel.

And when the end of the quarter walked in, Maximus was already waiting at the door.

Like a relay running, the two patted each other on the shoulders, stopped at the end of the quarter, and Maximus walked out.

Standing at the blocked passageway, Ji Mo watched Maximus' battle with his arms folded.

Different from the end of the season when he appeared on the stage and started killing directly, Maximus lowered his head to the opposite gladiators to show respect, causing a round of cheers before starting the battle.

Maximus seems to have a charm of his own, even a casual move will attract everyone's attention.

If the killing at the end of the season is fast and amazing, with one fatal blow, and others will miss it inadvertently, Maximus is fast and deadly, every sword is splashed with blood, showing the cruelty of gladiatorial combat , so that everyone can see clearly.

After watching Maximus cut off the last enemy's head coldly with the two short swords in both hands, Ji Mo looked away, but at this moment, Maximus in the field impatiently put the dagger in his hand. A dagger was thrown towards the auditorium.

"Ding Dong!" The dagger fell with a crisp landing sound, and the whole scene fell silent.

"Aren't you satisfied? Are you not satisfied? Isn't that why you came here?"

Maximus roared angrily, full of disdain for the entire audience. Then he finished speaking, threw away the other dagger in his hand, glanced around with a stern look, and spit out disdain.

Maximus looked aloof, like a lion, and everyone present was ignored by him.

Loneliness, contempt, and unparalleled bravery coincide with the image of a lonely hero in the hearts of all audiences.

Immediately, the scene became more silent as if frozen, but in the next second, there was the loudest cheering in this arena so far.

A moment of stillness and movement is shocking.

"Spanish, Spaniard!"

Listening to the cheers, I let out a sigh of relief at the end of the season. Maximus, who was impatient due to long-term killing, used the disdain he showed at the end to win the hearts of the audience at this moment. This was an unexpected surprise.

"From the beginning to now, there have only been twelve battles, and there are still five more battles, which is still far short of the mission!" Ji Mo murmured, which was a bit regretful.

……

Proximo's gladiator training ground.

In Proximo's room.

As soon as the fight was over, Proximo took his gladiators back to the training ground and invited the two of them to his room.

At the end of the season, he leaned leisurely by the window, looked at the sky outside, and listened to the conversation between Maximus and Proximo.

"What do you want? Women? Or money?" Proximo asked Maximus. In the arena, although he was much stronger than Maximus at the end of the season, Proximo valued Mark more. Sims.

If, in the gladiatorial arena, the end of the season is an elegant, cold, stunning solo black panther, then Maximus is a lion whose every move will attract everyone's attention.

It's not that he is stronger than the end of the season, but that he is more suitable for the arena than the end of the season. Maximus seems to be a born hero. The audience in the arena likes heroes most. His words and deeds can deeply Influence and inspire those around you.

"Haha!" Just as Proximo's words came out, he didn't laugh out loud at the end of the season.

Maximus stared at the end of the season, and said, "What do you want from us?".

The tone is not questioning, but affirmative.

"Yes, you are indeed excellent, especially you, the Spaniard, you are born to attract the attention of people around you, but you can become even better, more popular in the arena, and make the audience even more crazy for you , Of course, at the end of the season, you only need to learn a little how to entertain the audience, and you will become even more popular than you are now!"

At the end of the season, he said lightly: "I have no intention of changing, whether they like it or not, killing people is killing people."

"Yes, in this place, you just have to kill as many people as you want and kill all the enemies, but in Rome, that's not feasible!".

"Rome?" At the end of the season, the flickering eyes met with Maximus' thoughtful eyes, and he continued to listen.

"Young Caesar arranged 150 days of great games in memory of his dead father..."

Hearing this, it doesn't matter at the end of the season, but Maximus clenched his fists involuntarily.

"I find it funny, because it was his father who banned gladiatorial sports. I never thought that I would be able to return to the Roman arena again in my lifetime!"

"Do you know? The Colosseum is where gladiators belong!"

"As a gladiator, you should all go see and experience the sight of being watched by [-] spectators, and the scene where they cheer because of your every move, the kind of cheers that are constantly improving for you, like a violent storm , and at that time, you will become the god who causes the storm! Enjoy the adoration from them!"

　PS: Thank you Ziwei Dijun and Hurricane Wing for the reward!

　　
　
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