Roman Slave Owner

　　 General 　　's clenched fists also loosened. It is not easy to win ten victories. Then he will find a way to escape. He has no interest in being Li Wei's guard.

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

　　 Carus said for a long time, and then he trained them.

　　 Due to the large number of people, Carus couldn't train by himself. Li Wei asked him to choose ten gladiators as his helpers.

　　 After group training, the general immediately showed his great strength, no one is his opponent.

　　 A gladiator was very unconvinced and asked him to be singled out, but he was beaten to the ground, causing an uproar among the other gladiators.

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

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

　　 Carus couldn't sit still now, and the faces of those slaves even had a faint mockery. How could he be their trainer if this continues?

　　 "Dole, go up and compete with him."

　　 Carus said with a gloomy face.

　　Door is the most powerful gladiator in Li Wei's family, and he always firmly occupies the top spot in the internal competition.

　　Dor took out a wooden sword and buckler and walked to the middle of the field, with a confident smile on his face: "I didn't expect such a powerful newcomer."

　　 "You guys are actually not that good."

　　 The two swords in the general's hand danced a sword flower, and pointed to Dole and said, "If in my hometown, I can kill ten of you alone. Today I want to let you know that you are the real shit."

　　 After finishing speaking, the general gave a fierce sip, and then stabbed Dole.

　　 The corners of Krus's mouth twitched slightly. This guy is still careful. He just said a few words, but he didn't expect that he was thinking about it all the time.

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

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

General 　　's strength was so great that his left hand was numb.

　　 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 dodge, occasionally parrying once, and he hit his left hand numb and was firmly suppressed by the general.

　　 The people around exclaimed in exclamations. I didn't expect that the general's strength was so strong that he would suppress Dole.

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

They wandered between life and death. Those who were not outstanding paid the price of their lives. Dole could become the strongest person among them. His fighting skills were almost perfect. It can only be said that the general is really strong, and he deserves to be a general of a tribe. .

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

　　Dor's footsteps suddenly became flexible, and his eyes flashed from time to time.

　　 He leaned back, the dagger almost wiped his nose, and another dagger pierced him fiercely, as if he wanted to pierce him with a sword.

　　Dor's dagger shoved the stab to one side, and the general couldn't help leaning forward.

　　Doer took the opportunity to smash the shield in his left hand against the general's face.

　　 "Puff!"

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

General 　　 was directly stunned by this blow, Dole took the opportunity to attack in a series, and slashed the general's wrist with a sword.

"what!"

General 　　 let out a scream, and the short sword in his hand fell to the ground. If it were not a wooden sword, his wrist would be useless.

　　 Doer deceived him, half-turned his body, went directly behind him, and put the sword on his neck at the same time.

　　 "The game is over."

　　 Dole showed a confident smile on his face, and then looked at Li Wei.

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

　　 "If you fail in the arena and want to survive, just stretch out **** like this, so that the spectators and the organizers of the game may spare you your life."

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

General 　　 glanced at him, then closed his eyes, he didn't even bother to do so.

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

　　 Dole glanced at Li Wei, Li Wei smiled slightly and stretched his thumb up.

　　 In an arena game, if the audience thinks that the loser deserves to die, it is thumbs down, and vice versa. The organizers of the game rarely go against the audience's will.

　　 This is just an ordinary contest, of course he can't let the general die here.

　　 Dole put away the dagger in his hand, and then said, "To be honest, I don't like the guy who can come down only by the kindness of the master."

General 　　's eyes flickered, and finally he didn't speak.

"General, although your strength is very strong, you are still far behind. Your fighting skills have too many flaws. If it weren't for your talents, you would have been caught by Dole. Defeated."

　　 Carus said with a sullen face. In fact, the general's combat skills are already very strong, but Carus will speak more seriously.

"Is that right?"

General 　　 said to Dole.

　　Doll said blankly, "Yes, your steps are not flexible, your moves are a bit big, and there are many flaws. If it weren't for your strong strength and quick reaction, you would have died long ago."

General 　　 pondered for a while, if it was someone else, he might not take it to heart, but Dole had just defeated him.

　　 "How can I become stronger?"

　　 asked the general.

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

　　 Carus flicked his whip severely and said.

　　 "Then please."

　　 said with a straight face.

　　 is really a guy with potential, Li Wei can see that his inflexible steps are not that he can't do it, but that he is habitual.

　　 The crowds are dense on the battlefield, and too flexible footwork is of no use, but the arena is different.

　　 If he can become more flexible and correct his shortcomings, then he will become extremely scary.

　　 In the following days, Li Wei led the life of an otaku, low-key to the extreme.

　　 But he will do fighting training every day. This is a Roman’s daily life. Every Roman will do fighting training spontaneously when he is a teenager.

　　In the past, every Roman had the obligation to perform military service, and even if he did not perform military service, he could not enter politics.

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