That was because the previous battles had been arranged a long time ago. In order to ensure that the final battle was exciting and interesting, the most powerful gladiators would not meet each other too early.
Now that Zhang Heng appeared in the arena again amidst the cheers of the audience, it also brought a new problem. His next opponent had not been decided yet, and the arena was in a dilemma. After that, Zhang Heng said something to the referee. The latter looked surprised, and he repeatedly asked, "Are you sure?"
"Of course, I won't joke around with my life," Zhang Heng said.
So the referee quickly told Commodus about Zhang Heng's proposal in the front row. A strange look appeared on the young emperor's face when he heard it. "Did he really say that?"
"Yes, Your Majesty. I specifically asked him twice," the referee affirmed.
Commodus thought for a while, "Then we should believe in him. He is a man who can always create miracles. I think this time is no exception."
The young emperor gave the order. Soon, more and more people in the stands knew who Zhang Heng was going to face in the next battle.
As a result, the audience was shocked.
Especially when they saw Zhang Heng handing over his only weapons, the two Persian swords, they were even more shocked, and they began to whisper to each other.
Although Zhang Heng had shown overwhelming strength in the previous battle, not many people were optimistic about him in the next battle. Considering the opponent he was going to face, all his advantages in combat, strength, and speed would be gone. And he chose to face the enemy with his bare hands. No matter how they looked at it, it seemed like he was going to die.
Of course, this was only the perspective of the audience.
For Zhang Heng, the initiator of all this, he didn't think that his actions were courting death. Besides, it wasn't like he didn't have any equipment. In fact, he had already obtained the rope that he wanted to use.
Zhang Heng first tested the strength of the rope. After that, he tied a knot and made it into a noose.
Holding the noose, Zhang Heng had an illusion that he had returned to the wilderness of the American West in the 19th century.
Immediately after that, his opponent was released from the cage.
It was a bison, and it was an adult bison. Its body length was more than two meters, and it weighed about a ton. No wonder the audience was not optimistic about the outcome of Zhang Heng's battle. Its weight alone was unstoppable, and anyone who was hit by it would probably break their bones on the spot.
Moreover, the bison's skin was coarse and its flesh was thick, and its pair of horns was incomparably hard. If it was forced into a corner, it could even fight with a pride of lions. Often, lions would form groups to hunt bison, only to have their stomachs burst open by the bison and die on the spot. The last word was literal.
Unlike the movies, gladiators and bison gladiators were two completely different professions. Under normal circumstances, they would not exchange opponents. Gladiators spent their entire life honing their fighting skills against humans. They did not know how to deal with wild beasts. The same applied to the bison. Conversely, there was almost no intersection between the two.
So when the referee heard that Zhang Heng wanted to challenge the bison, he was taken aback, especially when Zhang Heng specifically said that he did not know how to use a sword. All he needed was a strong rope. The audience in the stands could not imagine how Zhang Heng would deal with the bison. Fists and teeth?
However, just as everyone was filled with doubts, the curtains of the battle had already been drawn.
The tamer poked the bison with a sharpened pole, causing it to become irritable. Its big, bell-like eyes quickly locked on Zhang Heng, who was not far away. After that, the angry bison lowered its head, flashed the most lethal weapon on its head, and rushed at Zhang Heng.
However, Zhang Heng was not in a hurry to throw the noose in his hand.
When he was a cowboy, he had driven cattle many times and dealt with many disobedient cows. However, this was the first time he had to deal with such a large bison, and he did not have a horse to ride on. Hence, he had to be more cautious.
Fortunately, the specific methods he used were the same, and the experience he had accumulated before could be put to good use. Zhang Heng did not attack rashly because the bison was too strong. Even if he could accurately noose the opponent's neck, he would probably be the one who would be sent flying.
So he chose to temporarily avoid the bison's attack, rolling on the ground to avoid the bison's attack. However, the bison had already locked on to him. After missing its attack, it immediately circled around and came back. It wanted to knock Zhang Heng from behind.
Seeing that the bison's horns were less than half a meter away from Zhang Heng's body, the audience in the stands exclaimed. Queen Christina could not bear to watch anymore, and she plunged into her husband's arms. Commodus's heart also skipped a beat. Although he said that he would believe in Zhang Heng, he was still skeptical about dealing with the bison empty-handed. Seeing that Zhang Heng's life was in danger, he could not help but suspect that Zhang Heng was going to screw up this time.
It would be a pity if this easterner really died here. Commodus had just fallen in love with Zhang Heng, and he wanted to find a chance to talk to the latter. After the previous battle, Zhang Heng's odds had skyrocketed, indicating that everyone was very optimistic about him winning the championship. If he could not make it to the final battle because of his confidence, all the wonderful battles he had fought would become a joke.
On the other side, Pompeo Nuss also shook his head and said to his wife, "Your 5,000 gold coins seem to be going down the drain. How about it? Do you have enough money in your private stash? Do you need me to pay for it first?"
"What a considerate man," Lucilla smiled when she heard that. "But the battle isn't over yet, is it?"
While the two were talking, it was as if Zhang Heng had eyes on the back of his head. Without looking back, he moved half a step to the left and dodged the barbaric sneak attack. Two sharp horns brushed past his arm, almost piercing his flesh. Then, Zhang Heng made a crazy move that no one expected.
Not long after he escaped from the clutches of the grim reaper, he took the initiative to reach out and grab one of the bison's horns. After that, he tapped his toes on the ground, and the next moment, he had already jumped onto the bison's back. The stands immediately burst into a burst of even more enthusiastic cheers, surrounding the wonderful and dazzling scene.
However, Zhang Heng's plan failed. The bison's back was very bumpy, and he could not put his hands around the bison's neck. After that, the bison slyly rushed to the rope net at the edge of the arena, trying to throw Zhang Heng into it. Fortunately, Zhang Heng noticed its intention. In the end, he had no choice but to jump off the bison's back, roll on the ground, and avoid another round of trampling.
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