Gaby had a lot of things to do. After arranging the list for tomorrow's match, he left the training ground in a hurry.
The rest of the gladiators rushed to the trainer and inquired about their opponent. After getting the news, they quickly turned around to find someone with a similar fighting style to be their sparring partner, simulating tomorrow's match.
Varro was the only one sitting on the ground, motionless.
He looked a little lonely, but this time, most people could understand his frustration. That was because he was too unlucky to have Habitus as his opponent. The gap between the two was too big, and it was destined to be a one-sided battle. And Varro's chances of passing the assessment were naturally close to zero.
Zhang Heng also asked about Garba's information from the trainer, including his winning percentage, fighting style, and so on. The trainer had a good impression of Zhang Heng, and he even reminded Zhang Heng what he should pay attention to when fighting an old fox like Garba.
After thanking the trainer, Zhang Heng walked to Varro's side.
Varro knew who was coming without looking back. "Don't worry, I haven't given up yet. You asked me what happened to make me decide to become a gladiator."
"Are you willing to tell me now?" Zhang Heng sat down beside Varro.
"That afternoon, the afternoon I went to the arena to help, I saw him." Varro clenched his fist.
"Who?"
"My best friend, or … I used to think he was my best friend," Varro laughed self-deprecatingly. Varo laughed self-deprecatingly. "I trusted him very much. I gave him all the money I had invested in flax and asked him to bring it to Egypt. But then they said that he was robbed on the way. Both the man and the money were gone. They did send the body back. There were no problems with the height and body shape, but the face was scratched.
"He came back?"
"Yes, and he was with my wife. The two of them were sitting in the stands together, watching the gladiatorial show. I don't think they noticed me. After all, I didn't pay attention to the slaves when I went to watch the gladiatorial show before."
The other party's arrogant behavior also surprised Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng initially thought that Varro's friend would leave Rome forever after faking his death and move to another place with Varro's property. That way, there would be no evidence to prove that he was dead. Zhang Heng did not expect that guy to dare to come back and live with Varro's wife.
"Can you sue him and get your property back?" Zhang Heng asked.
Varro shook his head, "The Basilica Giulia only accepts lawsuits from Roman citizens, not slaves. Besides, I don't have the money to hire a lawyer now. They can also find all kinds of reasons to quibble. For example, he really encountered a robber, but he was lucky enough to escape, and others mistook the corpse of the robber for him and sent it back. After all, I really signed that contract. No matter what the reason is, I did violate the contract."
The current Varo was much calmer than when Zhang Heng first met him. Otherwise, why would people say that suffering was the best university? However, Varo's problem was that he was a little unlucky.
After experiencing the betrayal of his wife and best friend, and losing his personal freedom, he finally pulled himself together and endured a hellish training that was impossible to endure. When he looked up, he found that Habitus was standing in front of him.
Varo hesitated and asked, "What do you think are my chances of winning against Habitus?"
"You want to hear the truth?"
"Of course."
"Not even ten percent," Zhang Heng told the truth. "He is in the golden period of a gladiator. His physical fitness, combat skills, and combat experience are far better than yours. This gap cannot be made up by willpower. Even after intensive training, Bach's chance of winning against him is very small." Zhang Heng told the truth.
"What about you?" Varo asked.
Zhang Heng smiled and did not answer the question. Instead, he said, "But your goal is not to defeat him. You just need to pass tomorrow's assessment."
"As you said, his physical fitness, combat skills, and combat experience are all better than mine. Tomorrow's battle will be one-sided. How can I pass the assessment?" Varo smiled bitterly. "I don't know how long I can last against him. Ten rounds."
"You may have overestimated yourself, my friend," Zhang Heng said euphemistically. "Besides, if you keep defending or running away, even if you can prolong the round, it will be meaningless."
The audience had a bad impression of a deserter. If a gladiator always ran away, once he was defeated and missed the wonderful performance, the angry audience would shout for him to be killed! At this time, the organizer of the duel performance would also follow the public's wishes and execute the loser.
Therefore, even a veteran gladiator like Garba would fight hard when he encountered an opponent he knew he was no match for. Even if he could not win, he would at least leave a few marks on his opponent to show his professionalism.
"The key to passing the assessment is not the number of rounds, but whether you can cause some trouble for Habitus."
"Can I cause trouble for Habitus? What kind of trouble? Will my blood splash on his sword? "
"It has to be more troublesome than that," Zhang Heng said. "If it were someone else, I wouldn't be able to help you. However, we have seen Habitus fight before. So, maybe I can give you some advice on this issue."
"Really?" Varo was surprised. He looked at Zhang Heng as if he was looking at Jupiter's incarnation on earth.
The latter had saved him more than once. From delaying the battle for three days to making protective gear for him, and now, Zhang Heng told him that he might have a way to take advantage of Habitus.
"Don't be too happy. I'm not too sure about this. After all, it still depends on your performance and Habitus's attitude towards you."
We don't know why he is on the list now, but if I had to guess, I think he probably has a little conflict with Gaby. After all, Bach's rise is a direct threat to him. Gaby is probably taking this opportunity to teach him a lesson. Hence, Habitus is probably not in a good mood. Besides, he is a very proud person. Hence, your opportunity is here. I can play his role and practice with you. We have a whole day. If you can do what I said, you can probably cause him some trouble. Of course, even if everything goes well, you only have about a 40% chance of succeeding. "
"That's enough. Forty percent is better than none." Varo gritted his teeth. "From the moment I was sold here, I only had one choice. I need to get out of here. I will definitely get out of here."
"Very well, let me tell you what to do."
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