Zhang Heng walked out of the crowd and took the wooden weapon handed to him by the trainer.
Everyone's eyes suddenly focused on him.
Although they had gone through forty-nine days of intense training, and everyone had improved a lot compared to when they first came to the gladiator school, judging from the results of the first two rounds, the newcomers were still not as good as the official gladiators.
If Griff was defeated, Galata was defeated. At present, the newcomers were trailing behind with a score of zero to two. After seeing Galata's defeat, the atmosphere on the newcomers' side became even more tense.
And in the upcoming battle, Zhang Heng was still the underdog. Other than the fight with Bach, he did not leave any special impression on the others. His performance during training was just average, and he was not eye-catching among the newcomers. On the other hand, his opponent, Garba, was a veteran gladiator.
Not only was he old, but he was also experienced.
He became a gladiator at the age of twenty-eight, and he had been a gladiator for nine years. Considering that the average age of a gladiator was only twenty-five years old, Garba's career could definitely be considered a miracle. His situation was a little similar to Varo's. He became a gladiator to pay off his debts.
He managed to do that in his third year as a gladiator. After that, he retired for half a year. However, he returned to the arena half a year later due to personal reasons, and he had been a gladiator ever since.
In the past nine years, he witnessed the rise and fall of countless heroes. He had also witnessed the legend of Sethnets. As for himself, he did not have many battle records that could be praised. However, with his conscientious work attitude and long standby time, he managed to accumulate a fixed audience.
And he was also known as the evergreen tree of the Victor Arena. In addition, when Garba would die or retire had always been one of the hottest topics in the Victor Arena. Some people even set up bets on it.
Garba and Zhang Heng went on stage together, and he even smiled at Zhang Heng. As a result, Zhang Heng returned the greeting politely.
Garba was a little surprised. He had witnessed the performance of the two newcomers, and he was once a newcomer himself. He knew the importance of the final assessment to the newcomers. It was inevitable that he would be nervous. However, he could not see any emotions in Zhang Heng's eyes. In fact, he could not see anything from Zhang Heng's eyes.
The latter's eyes were as deep and calm as the starry night sky.
Garba didn't have time to think too much because the trainer who acted as the referee had already gestured for the battle to begin.
Zhang Heng did not make the same mistake as Galata. He did not take the initiative to retreat, nor did he put on a defensive stance like Griff. Instead, he took the initiative to approach Garba at the beginning of the battle. However, he did not rush to attack. When he was about to get close to Garba's attack range, he stopped and switched to a defensive stance.
Gaby nodded to himself.
This was the best choice a newcomer gladiator with a clear mind should make. Although a gladiatorial performance was a fight, its essence was still entertainment. A good gladiator not only had to pursue victory, but he also had to consider the audience's preferences. Furthermore, he had to take advantage of the audience's preferences to create the conditions for his own victory.
On the surface, Zhang Heng and Griff adopted the same combat strategy. Both of them were going to defend first and fight steadily. However, the two steps he took earlier should not be underestimated. It brought a completely different feeling to the audience.
The former might be suspected of passively fighting, but the latter kicked the tricky ball to his opponent.
As the most experienced gladiator in the Victor Arena, Garba certainly realized that he had to attack Zhang Heng first. So he did not hesitate and gave up the idea of observing Zhang Heng's strength first. Instead, he attacked Zhang Heng directly.
Compared to the newcomers, this batch of official gladiators actually had a disadvantage. Their understanding of their opponent was far less than their opponent's understanding of them. This was also a very normal thing. After all, they were newcomers. Except for a rising star like Bach, most of them were not famous, and they did not have any previous combat records to check.
Zhang Heng's fighting style, fighting methods that he was good at, and weaknesses … Garba did not know anything about him until the moment he started fighting. Therefore, he was very cautious when he first fought Zhang Heng. His attacks were mainly to test Zhang Heng's strength.
As his opponent, Zhang Heng also responded with the standard movements taught by his trainer. Although there was nothing too eye-catching, he did not make any mistakes. So after Garba's failed attempts to test Zhang Heng, he began to gradually increase his attack power, trying to force Zhang Heng to reveal his flaws through high-pressure attacks.
This was also the method that veteran gladiators usually used to deal with newcomers. Many newcomers could deal with their opponent's moves very well, but once they put their moves together, their time to think would be shortened, and they would start to panic. At this time, experienced gladiators could let their survival instincts take over their bodies, but newcomers could not.
What's more, Zhang Heng was a double swordsman, not a profession that was good at defense. Of course, as a fish-helmet gladiator, Garba was not a profession that was good at attacking. Their only weapon was a short sword, but the fish-helmet gladiator would be equipped with a rectangular shield that was half the height of a person. It was a profession with strong defense.
And with Garba's rich combat experience, a short sword was enough for him to teach the young man in front of him a good lesson.
Sure enough, when he began to put pressure on Zhang Heng, Zhang Heng also gave up his defense and began to attack him.
So far, the battle between the two was not very exciting. Mark Reuss, who was on the second floor, was so excited that he could not even be bothered to eat his fig. Gaby, on the other hand, nodded secretly.
As the saying goes, amateurs watch the show, while experts know the ropes.
In Gaby's eyes, Zhang Heng had not made any mistakes so far. In the face of various situations, he always remained calm and clear-headed, which was an extremely rare advantage.
Do not underestimate this. For newcomers, this sounded easy, but it was hard to do.
Griff and Galata were the best examples. Compared to the two, Zhang Heng's opponent was the arena's living fossil, Garba, who had more combat experience. However, Zhang Heng did not completely fall into Garba's battle rhythm.
Gaby, on the other hand, began to have a little interest in this Asian man that he had not paid much attention to before. He recalled the scene when they first met. He seemed to have used a whip to scare this Asian man, but the latter seemed to know how long the whip was at that time. He did not even bat an eye.
Was this a gladiator with excellent psychological strength? It was normal that he did not notice it before. It seemed that he could look forward to it a little. The latest chapter of "My Day Has 48 Hours" was posted at:
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