After Zhang Heng defeated the archer, he ushered in a relatively long rest period. After witnessing Zhang Heng's amazing slash, the last bit of hope in the other gladiators' hearts was shattered. No one wanted to be his next opponent.
In the end, the "giant" Terufelos stood up.
He was a heavy-armored gladiator, and unlike other heavy-armored gladiators, he was strong enough that he did not need to worry about having too much defensive equipment that would affect his movement. Therefore, he was covered in armor from head to toe, and he was holding a large shield in his hand.
Right now, he was like a moving fortress.
Other than Zhang Heng, he was also the best gladiator on the field. He had killed two opponents, and no one could stop him. However, he knew that he would face the biggest challenge in his gladiator career in the next battle.
Terufelos's expression also became solemn.
This big man was not stupid. He knew how difficult his opponent was, but he did not think that he had no chance of winning.
The audience in the stands also began to get excited at this time. Sartonilos and the others suddenly slumped, and Terufelos was probably the first heavyweight opponent Zhang Heng had encountered. The audience was looking forward to the collision between the two and what kind of sparks would be created.
As usual, Terufelos was not in a hurry to attack. Instead, he put on a defensive posture. At the same time, he said, "What did you do to Sartonilos and the others? Why do they look so listless?"
"I didn't do anything," Zhang Heng said truthfully. "I always think that the truly scary thing is never the thing that brings fear, but the human expectation of fear. This expectation will magnify your fear hundreds of times."
Terufelos did not seem to understand what Zhang Heng said, but he did not dwell on it. He squatted down and completely hid his body behind the shield, leaving only half of his helmeted head exposed. "Come on. No matter who wins or loses this battle, I won't come to Rome in vain if I can become your opponent."
Zhang Heng had always been polite to those who were polite to him. "The observation hole on your helmet is too big, and my sword can pierce through it. But don't worry, I won't attack your eyes. Besides, your turning speed is too slow. Next, I will focus on your back, especially the gap between your helmet and armor. You'd better be prepared."
Terufelos was taken aback when he heard Zhang Heng's words. He had participated in many battles, but he had never encountered a battle where Zhang Heng told his opponent his intentions before the battle even started. This made Terufelos suspect that Zhang Heng was using psychological warfare to distract him.
Before he could think about it, however, Zhang Heng had already rushed to him the next moment.
Terufelos immediately raised his guard, only to find that Zhang Heng did not use his agility to bypass him like he said before. Instead, Zhang Heng rushed to his front.
Was Zhang Heng going to fight him head-on?
Terufelos could not understand Zhang Heng's actions. His combat skills, agility, speed, and balance might all be inferior to Zhang Heng. However, he had the advantage in strength. Terufelos did not understand why Zhang Heng would use his weakness to attack his strength. Could it be that this Asian man in front of him was extremely arrogant?
Although his heart was full of doubts, Terufelos was ready to attack. He leaned his shoulders forward, ready to ram into Zhang Heng. At the same time, his other hand clenched his weapon, ready to launch an attack when Zhang Heng lost his balance.
Terufelos knew that the opportunity would only last for a moment. As long as he could seize this opportunity, he might be able to take the initiative in the next battle. However, he immediately felt the shield in his hand sink.
Zhang Heng rushed to him, but he did not attack him. Instead, he jumped up from the ground, stepped on the edge of his shield, and used the momentum to leap over his head. At the same time, he swung the Persian sword in his hand.
Terufelos was caught off guard by Zhang Heng's bold move. In the blink of an eye, Zhang Heng had already circled behind him. Terufelos's heart sank. However, he still remembered Zhang Heng's previous reminder at this critical moment. At this time, he did not have time to figure out whether Zhang Heng's reminder was intentional or not. He quickly placed the dagger behind his neck.
So the audience in the stands saw a scene that stunned them. Zhang Heng's body leaped over the half-squatting Terufelos. Before they could cheer for this imaginative attack, they saw Terufelos block Zhang Heng's attack with his dagger as if he had eyes on his back.
The first round of the battle between the two was like a dragonfly skimming the water. Zhang Heng took the initiative to put some distance between him and Terufelos. The giant, who was sweating profusely, quickly turned around with his shield. The two sides entered a stalemate again.
Although it only lasted for a short moment, the audience in the stands applauded for this wonderful scene. Even the emperor was not stingy with his praise. This praise was not only for Zhang Heng but also for Terufelos, Zhang Heng's opponent.
As a result, the giant's weather-beaten face could not help but blush like a little girl.
Terufelos knew very well that this seemingly equal round was not a true reflection of his strength. If Zhang Heng did not remind him, he would never be able to keep up with his opponent's movements. In other words, he was defeated in just one move.
Terufelos now understood why Sartonilos and others were so afraid of Zhang Heng. Just watching Zhang Heng fight from afar was enough to make him feel pressured. However, when he faced Terufelos in person, he finally understood how strong Zhang Heng was. The two of them were not on the same level at all.
The ridiculous thing was that he still had the illusion that as long as he performed perfectly, and with a little luck, he would not necessarily lose. However, the cruel reality told him that this was just his dream. The honest Terufelos did not even want to fight anymore. He planned to throw away his weapon and surrender.
However, Zhang Heng said at this time, "You want to admit defeat? Don't tell me you are also so delicate. "
"Of course not," Terufelos said angrily, "but it's meaningless to continue fighting like this. I admit that I can't beat you, but I don't need your pity. I don't want you to deliberately make me lose."
"Do you think I'm giving you pointers just to make you lose?" Zhang Heng asked rhetorically.
"Otherwise, are you trying to make fun of me?" Terufelos said angrily. Zhang Heng shook his head, "Look around you. Look at the audience in the stands.
They have been waiting for so many days for a wonderful gladiatorial performance. If we can't satisfy them, they will not let us leave. I was hoping that Sartonilos and the others would have some courage, but now it seems that they are hopeless. So, I can only rely on you now. Come on, let's work together to give the audience a wonderful gladiatorial performance. "Zhang Heng shook his head," Look around you, look at the audience in the stands. They have been waiting for so many days for a wonderful gladiatorial performance.
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