Chapter 333: Furious Gladiator
I suddenly realized that although I have learned a lot of knowledge and even truth, my life experience is not as good as Julius, especially the life experience of Greece.
There is not only no conflict between knowledge and common sense in life, but there is even a lot of intersection.
"According to my original plan, it was very simple. With the infinite championship trophy, enter the largest God of War Temple here, and use the eye of the altar to exchange for the most valuable treasure. However, Julius reminded me that the bronze spearhead will Could it be the bait of the Goddess of Discord? Will the Temple of the God of War also have the same bait? I was lucky to get the bronze spearhead once, if it happens twice in a row, will the gods care?"
"Julis is really shrewd. Although the greed he said does not refer to this matter, it obviously refers to all aspects. Then, try to save the big trophy in your hand and return it to the Temple of Wisdom in Athens. There are many other gods. At that time, eating was extremely ugly, but in all the legends about Athena, at least eating was pretty."
"In addition to Athena, you can also go to the Temple of Zeus to change. Because he is a god king, he is too powerful, and he will not use any tricks unless I threaten him. Obviously, even if I become a legend, he will not Maybe he cares about me. But what does Zeus care about? It's a good brain game."
Su ye thought for a long time, and always felt that something was wrong. After thinking for a while, he found the problem.
It's really inflated, and I even started to think about the gods.
"Leave the trophy first. As for the laurel crown, it will be used before the final of the Gladiator King."
Then, everything returned to normal.
Participate in gladiatorial matches and study during the day, give lectures to Climela after dinner, and occasionally even ask Climela to teach herself a lesson.
Climera refused very much at first, but after a class, she found that she had a firmer grasp of the knowledge in related fields, and cheered. Then Suye told her about Feynman's techniques.
Every time after class with Climella, the two of them would go to other gladiator academies to challenge, accompanied by Julius.
The second to ninth ranked players have already challenged, and they will challenge the lower ranked players.
However, the next challenges are all over, because all the Silver Warriors are preparing for the Gladiator Championship.
Soon, the preliminary contest of the gladiatorial king began, and Su ye was the first stake. He didn't need to participate, and continued to carry out the daily gladiatorial competition.
However, the number of daily gladiatorial matches that Su ye participated in has been increased to ten.
Both Su ye and Julius were determined to break Aristotle's winning streak.
Anyway, there are Di Aotian and Wang Dachui.
If you walk too much at night, you will always encounter ghosts.
The preliminary round was still going on, Su ye fought in the arena of the First Academy as usual, and today's opponent was the White Eagle Gladiator Academy.
In the first one-on-one battle, Di Aotian and Wang Dachui easily won.
The second battle is also a one-on-one battle, and the opponent is also very ordinary, but more flexible.
Suddenly, the silver warrior showed his flaws, and Wang Dahammer and Di Aotian excitedly rushed forward to attack, but what awaited them was thunderous combat skills.
This terrifying sword skill originated from the hero family turned the divine power of silver into blades of silver light that filled the sky, forming a storm of silver light with a diameter of three meters around the silver warrior.
The defenseless Di Aotian and Wang Dahammer were surrounded by the sword of the storm.
The two stumbled backwards, silver light tore open wounds, blood flowed, and even fell into temporary blindness.
The entire audience froze for a moment and gasped.
This is a trap!
Gladiators everywhere were stunned by the flash of combat skill.
"No, Suye be careful!" Segus suddenly shouted.
After knocking down Di Aotian and Wang Dahammer, the silver warrior rushed towards Su ye at an incredible speed.
"Summon the Apprentice Servant!"
"Summon the Black Iron Servant!"
Su Ye took his time and summoned the new Di Aotian and Wang Dahammer.
From the beginning to the end, Su ye did not leave his chair.
"You're looking for your own death!"
Wang Dahammer controls the Black Demon Sheep, and the golden hammer in his right hand emits a blazing white light.
"Jijigugu!"
Di Aotian and the two little goblins rushed forward with red eyes.
The first goblin blew himself up, and the silver warrior was surrounded by flames, and his silver body wrapped in flames and magma quickly peeled off.
The second goblin blew himself up, and the silver warrior's silver bear plastron emitted a powerful light, dispelling the flames.
Then, Di Aotian blew himself up, and there was a far more violent impact, more turbulent flames and harsher explosions than before.
Even if the silver warrior had been prepared, his whole body was blown away, and the surface of the silver divine power body covering his whole body was covered with flames and magma.
When he was flying backwards, a white light exuded incomparable power and arrived instantly.
With all his might, the Silver Warrior turned his shield toward the Golden Hammer, but the hammer swerved sharply, bypassing the shield, and landed on his chest.
puff……
Under the horrified eyes of the audience, the golden warhammer crushed the silver warrior's breastbone, passing through his body.
The Silver Warrior looked down at the big hole in his chest, his eyes showed disbelief, and he closed his eyes slowly.
A team of gladiators from White Eagle Academy rushed forward immediately, but a spear fell from the sky and landed in front of the team, forcing them to stop.
Chief trainer Ogutu picked up the second throwing spear and looked at the team of gladiators from afar.
clatter...
The gladiators of the First Academy immediately grabbed the spears around them and aimed at the team of gladiators.
This is the arena of the First Academy, more than 20,000 spectators are cheering for Di Aotian and Wang Dachui.
"kill him!"
"kill him!"
At this moment, they were out of anger, and all imitated the customs of Rome, raising their right hands and pushing their thumbs down.
Di Aotian walked up to the soldier with unrecognizable steps, looked down, kicked the silver soldier on the head, then glanced contemptuously at the White Eagle Academy, clenched his fist and stretched out his thumb, across his neck.
The Silver Warrior is dead.
The audience cheers.
Only then did the audience who saw this scene realize that Wang Dahammer and Di Aotian, who had gone all out, were so strong that they could kill a peak of silver.
The gladiators of White Eagle Academy kept their faces dark and said nothing. After the host announced the end of the match, they went to clean up the battlefield.
The audience talked a lot.
"This is a premeditated sneak attack!"
"Damn White Eagle Academy!"
The chief training officers of the two sides met and talked, and then they each walked back to their camps.
The chief trainer, Ogutu, glanced at the gladiators who were about to enter the arena, and said in a low voice, "Hit hard, try not to kill them. If you get killed, it doesn't matter!"
After speaking, he looked at Su ye.
Su ye nodded slightly.
Next, the gladiators on both sides started a multiplayer battle.
The First Academy is full of murderous intent, and White Eagle Academy has already prepared for it.
As soon as the two sides entered the field, their eyes were red, flesh and blood were flying, and bones were breaking.
Thanks to Su ye's powerful protective magic, the First Academy won quickly, and they were only slightly injured, while the other party was seriously injured, or their limbs were twisted, or their hands and feet were broken, or their chest and abdomen collapsed, or their internal organs were bleeding.
One battle after another completely defeated the people of White Eagle Academy.
Even the audience noticed that the gladiators from the White Eagle Academy were trembling in the final match.
The audience kept cheering for Su ye and scolding the White Eagle Academy opposite.
The last battle ended, and the White Eagle Academy fled in despair. The audience cheered loudly, and they were unanimously united.
When Su ye returned to the gate of life and death, all the gladiators cursed at him.
"That Silver Warrior is an unfamiliar face!"
"The fighting style of that silver warrior is different from that of gladiators. Our gladiator fights always have the nature of a performance. Try to make your movements look better. But this warrior is fierce and fierce, and he is obviously the peak silver in the army. .”
"It seems that Suye or our First Academy has been too popular recently and has been hated by others."
"No matter who it is against, as long as you dare to play here, it is against our First Academy."
Everyone was chatting when Julius rushed out with a dark face.
"What happened just now?" Julius narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the gladiators of the White Eagle Academy who were leaving the field one after another.
Everyone told Julius what happened.
Julius thought for a long time.
"Everyone stop training, have a good meal, and leave with me after dinner!" Julius gritted his teeth and roared, then turned and walked back to his room.
Su ye was surprised to find that every gladiator looked like a crazy beast, with fighting spirit in his eyes.
"Fuck those sons of bitches!" Segus clenched his fists and growled.
"What happened?" Su ye asked suspiciously.
Segus smiled and said: "It seems that you don't know, don't worry, you will understand when we go together tonight, I promise you will be an eye-opener! This kind of thing has never happened once in several years."
Su ye vaguely guessed a possibility and nodded.
As soon as dinner arrived and walked into the cafeteria, Su ye sniffed lightly.
Meaty and tangy.
The cooking place is full of brightly colored food, pork, mutton, chicken, fish, etc. piled up into steaming hills.
Su ye had never been short of meat, but when he saw the gladiators eating as much as monsters, he felt that his stomach had become a meat puppet, and he needed a lot of food to fill it up.
The chef's previous 'shaking vegetable combat skills' were miraculous, always maintaining a critical state of being unsatisfactory but not swearing, but this time, the chef was as generous as the gladiator's grandfather.
"Is it enough? Another spoonful! Open up and eat! Fuck it!"
A spoonful of oily chunks of meat can be greasy to death.
"Then have another spoonful!" Segus swallowed.
"Okay!" The cooking chef's spoon landed steadily on the big black pottery bowl in front of Segus.
The aroma of the entire cafeteria is stronger than every victory celebration.
The fighting spirit in the eyes of the gladiators was even brighter than before the competition.
Slowly, those holiday or free gladiators also came one after another, and everyone had more or less a meal.
Today's dinner was extraordinarily long. After dinner, everyone didn't move and stayed in the cafeteria to digest the food.
The daily number of gladiators in the First Academy has always remained at around 3,000, but today the total has exceeded 6,000.
As a result, there were not enough seats in the cafeteria, and many people stood against the wall.
Not long after, a chubby familiar figure walked into the cafeteria.
Julius has a black helmet with a red mane across his head, like a fluffy fan, which is the symbol of the captain of Sparta.
He was wearing a custom-made shiny silver armor.
Both hands hold the battle shield.
The gladiator king Komodes, the chief trainer Oguto, and several powerful faces stood behind Julius.