Bach's order of battle was relatively low. After him, only three people had yet to participate in the assessment, and one of them was Varo.
Varo wasn't really the last person in the queue. He hadn't come to the stage yet, which was unexpected. The main reason was that his opponent, Habitus, hadn't shown up yet. Hence, Varo could only wait on the side, which was a little awkward.
Fortunately, Habitus did not stand him up. After all, Mark Reuss was here today. Even if Habitus was dissatisfied with Gaby's arrangement, he had to show Mark Reuss some respect. Although he was late, he still showed up on the training ground.
Seeing that his opponent was a nobody that he had never heard of before, Habitus had no plans to change his clothes. He picked up a training sword and said to Varo, "Come on, hurry up. I have to go to the bathing area later. I hope you can let me sweat a little before I take a bath."
Varo did not say anything when he heard what Zhang Heng said. He lowered his head, picked up his trident and fishing net, walked to the stage, and recalled Zhang Heng's instructions and yesterday's special training in his mind.
Now, whether he could pass the assessment or not depended on this.
…
There were no windows in the west house where Zhang Heng was. So, he couldn't see what was happening outside. In fact, even if there were windows, Zhang Heng wouldn't bother to look at them. He had taught Varo everything he knew, and the rest depended on Varo's performance and luck.
Yes, unlike Zhang Heng who deliberately created accidents, Varo really needed some luck to pass the assessment.
There was no other way. The gap between the two was too big. As Zhang Heng said before, no matter whether Habitus underestimated him or not, Varo had no chance of winning. All he could do was cause Habitus some trouble. After that, it was up to Gaby to decide what to do next.
And the combat strategy that Zhang Heng formulated for Varo was very simple. Zhang Heng asked Varo to try his best to restore the scene when Bach and Habitus fought. He taught Varo a total of four moves, all to dismantle the move that Habitus used to deal with Bach and the possible changes that might occur after that.
Zhang Heng had analyzed Habitus's character in detail to Varo. Habitus's attacks were usually very pleasing to the eye. This was also the reason why he had always been popular. During a battle, he would subconsciously pursue attacks that would embarrass his opponent. However, everything had its pros and cons. This also made Habitus's seemingly cool and unrestrained way of fighting not to be underestimated.
It had been about ten minutes since Bach walked into the house on the west side, and no one else came in after that.
Therefore, many people felt that the remaining eleven people in this room were the last ones to pass the test.
Since they graduated from the same batch of gladiators, compared to the old gladiators in the school, they still had a certain degree of friendship with each other. At this time, regardless of whether they were familiar with each other or not, they were trying their best to introduce themselves to the others. Bach, in particular, was surrounded by people. Because of his outstanding strength, he had become the leader of this batch of newcomers. Whether they were teammates or opponents in the future, it was better to have a good relationship with them than not.
As if to confirm their guesses, not long after, Gaby appeared outside the door. The latter still had a straight face, "Everyone, don't let your master wait for too long. If you are done talking, come out and take the oath. Only after you take the oath can you be considered a real gladiator."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked back to the training ground.
Zhang Heng frowned. Could it be that Varro's plan failed in the end? Of course, when Zhang Heng helped Varro formulate this plan, he knew that the probability of failure was higher than success. It was reasonable to say that the result was not surprising, and it could be seen from the faces of the others in the room.
However, Zhang Heng still felt a little regretful. After all, it was not easy for Varro to survive until now. He was only one step away from completing the test. If it were not for Bach, he would not be so unlucky to meet Habitus. At least, he would have a fair chance to show off his strength.
However, when Zhang Heng walked out of the house behind everyone, he accidentally saw Varro on the training ground.
The former antique dealer was being examined by a school doctor to confirm whether he had broken any ribs. When Varro saw Zhang Heng, he grinned.
Zhang Heng knew that this meant that the battle plan the two had discussed before had finally worked, and Gaby decided to let Varro stay.
"Okay, don't dawdle," Gaby said, "Let's hurry up." When he said that, he seemed to have thought of something. For the first time, a smile appeared on his face, but it only flashed at the corner of his mouth.
At this time, the people who had just passed the assessment, including Varro, stood in a row on the training ground. Compared to the fifty people who just entered the gladiator school, there were now only twelve people left on the training ground, less than a quarter of them. The elimination rate was cruel. The others either took the initiative to terminate the contract with the gladiator school or were sent to the mine to work day and night.
"The qualified people for this period are here, my dear master." Gaby bowed to the second floor.
Mark Reuss's eyes were basically fixed on Bach, and he did not hide the joy on his face. He nodded when he heard Gaby's words. "Not bad, you did a good job. I made the right decision to hand over the gladiator school to you. Let them start taking the oath."
The newcomers had already recited the oath last night, but some of them were destined not to use it.
Soon, there was a cacophony of vows on the training ground. "… I swear, whether we are burned by fire, stabbed by swords, or spilled on the battlefield, we will fight until the last moment. For the glory of the Victor Arena, for the dignity of the gladiators, we will fight like real warriors, and offer our souls and bodies to our master, Mark Reuss …"
When they finished their last sentence, the trainers around them picked up a piece of red-hot soldering iron and branded a Latin letter V on their arms, representing the Victor Arena. At the same time, a female slave walked in from outside with a bottle of long-necked wine.
As everyone knows, I am a very generous person. As long as you can bring victory to me and the arena, whether it is money or women, I will not be stingy. In order to celebrate your passing of the assessment, I have prepared wine for you. When you return to your room, there will be another gift waiting for you. So, don't stand on ceremony. Have fun, my warriors. If you want more, remember to bring me more victories. Finally, may the Goddess of Vengeance, Nemesis, look after you forever! "
After saying this, Mark Reuss left the balcony with the help of two female slaves beside him.
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