Roman Slave Owner

The general's tightly clenched fists were also loosened. Winning ten victories is not easy. He will just have to find a way to escape when the time comes. He has no interest in being Li Wei's bodyguard.

He wants revenge, and he wants revenge on those who betrayed him.

Carus talked for a long time, and then trained them.

Due to the large number of people, Carus could not train alone, so Li Wei asked him to choose ten gladiators as his helpers.

After training in groups, the general immediately showed his formidable strength, no matter who he was, he was no match for him.

A gladiator was very unconvinced and challenged him to a one-on-one fight, but he actually beat him to the ground, which caused an uproar among the other gladiators.

Although the general is huge, those gladiators possess extremely rich skills, even if they are big, it may not be useful.

But they didn't expect the general to be so powerful, so someone challenged him again, and he defeated him one after another.

Carus couldn't sit still now, and the faces of those slaves were full of mockery, how could he be their trainer if this continued.

Dor, you go up and compete with him.

Carus said with a gloomy face.

Dole is the most powerful gladiator in Levi's family, and has always firmly occupied the top spot in internal competitions.

Dole took out a wooden sword and round shield and walked to the middle of the field, with a confident smile on his face: I didn't expect there to be such a powerful newcomer.

You're actually not that good.

The two swords in the general's hands danced like swords, pointed at Dole and said, If I were in my hometown, I could kill ten of you alone. Today I want to let you know that you are the real shit.

After speaking, the general spat hard, and then stabbed at Dole.

The corner of Corus's mouth twitched slightly. This guy is still narrow-minded. He just said a few words, but he didn't expect him to think about it all the time.

Dole lightly flashed the general's sword, and then blocked his other sword with the shield in his hand.

But at the moment of blocking, Dole's face changed slightly.

The general's strength was so great that his left hand went numb for a while.

Although strength does not determine the outcome of a battle, it is definitely one of the most important factors in a battle.

The general roared, and then launched a stormy attack on Dole.

On the contrary, Dole kept dodging and parrying once in a while, which made his left hand numb and was firmly suppressed by the general.

The people around exclaimed in surprise, they didn't expect the general to be so powerful that he even suppressed Dole.

Li Wei was also slightly surprised, the gladiators are a group of people with excellent fighting skills.

They walk between life and death, and those who are not outstanding have paid the price of their lives. Dole can become the strongest among them, and his fighting skills are almost perfect. It can only be said that the general is really strong, and he is worthy of being a general of a tribe .

But Dole quickly stabilized his position. The general's movements were wide open, and every movement was extremely powerful. It was the best way to fight on the battlefield, but the movements were too rigid after all.

Dole's footsteps suddenly became flexible, and a gleam flashed in his eyes from time to time.

He leaned back, the dagger almost brushed his nose, and another dagger pierced towards him viciously, as if wishing to pierce him with a single sword.

Dole's short sword unloaded the thorn to one side, and the general couldn't help but lean forward.

Dole took the opportunity to slam the shield in his left hand at the general's face.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spit out from the general's mouth.

The general was stunned by this blow, and Dole took the opportunity to attack in a row, and struck the general's wrist with a sword.

what!

The general let out a scream, and the short sword in his hand fell to the ground. If it wasn't a wooden sword, his wrist would be useless.

Dole leaned forward, turned his body halfway, and went directly behind him, and at the same time put the sword on his neck.

Game over.

Dole had a confident smile on his face, and then looked at Levi.

The general looked unbelievable. He didn't expect him to lose. You must know that he is the most powerful warrior in his tribe.

If you lose in the arena and want to live, just stick out two fingers like this, and the audience and the organizers of the game may spare your life.

Carus stood in front of him and compared the index and middle fingers of his left hand.

The general glanced at him, and then closed his eyes, which he didn't even bother to do.

Dole felt extremely angry, this guy is really hateful, if it was in the arena, he would definitely kill this guy.

Dole glanced at Li Wei, who smiled slightly and stretched out his thumb upwards.

In an arena game, if the audience thinks the loser deserves to die, it will be thumbs down, otherwise it will be thumbs up, and the organizers of the game will rarely go against the meaning of the audience.

This was just an ordinary competition, of course he couldn't let the general die here.

Dole put away the short sword in his hand, and then said: To be honest, I don't like the guy who can only come down by relying on the master's kindness.

The general's eyes flickered, but he didn't speak at last.

General, although you are very strong, you are still far behind. There are too many flaws in your fighting skills. If it weren't for your talent, you would have been defeated by Dole long ago.

Carus said with a sullen face, in fact, the general's combat skills are already very strong, but Carus is going to say something serious.

is that so?

The general said to Dole.

Dole said expressionlessly, That's right, your footsteps are not very flexible, your moves are a bit big, and you have more flaws. If it weren't for your strong strength and quick reaction, you would have died a long time ago.

The general pondered for a while, if it was someone else, he might not have taken it to heart, but Dole just defeated him.

How can I become stronger?

asked the general.

Accept my training, and I will help you overcome all your shortcomings and make you a perfect gladiator.

Carus flicked his whip hard and said.

Then please.

The general said with a straight face.

He is really a guy with potential. Li Wei can see that his inflexible footsteps are not because he can't do it, but because he is used to it.

The crowd is dense on the battlefield, and the footsteps that are too flexible are of no use, but the arena is different.

If he can become more flexible and correct his shortcomings, then he will become infinitely more terrifying.

In the following days, Li Wei lived the life of an otaku, keeping a low profile to the extreme.

But every day he would do fighting training, which is a daily routine for a Roman, and every Roman would do fighting training spontaneously when he was a teenager.

In the past, every Roman had the obligation to perform military service, and he was not even allowed to enter politics without military service.

Although it is not used now, many Romans still keep this habit as a tradition.