48 Hours a Day

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“Open the shackles on them.” The school principal said humanely.

“Are you sure?” The slave dealers hesitated. “They are not ordinary people, and they are not honest, don’t you need to call more people?”

“If even they can’t clean up, then we don’t have to open any schools anymore, it’s still a good idea to close the door as soon as possible.” School principal indifferently said,

The slave dealer hearing this finally no longer hesitated and opened the wooden door of the prison car.

The German prisoners of war came down from the car in sequence. The most burly man narrowed his eyes and looked at the person in charge of the school. Then no one else moved his wrists and ankles.

The slave dealer turned his attention to the school leader on the other side.

The latter said, “Hurry up, don’t dilly-dallying.”

So the slave dealer found the keys and opened the chains on the Germans. He deliberately left the most burly man at the end, but there was still an accident. When he walked over to open the other’s shackles, the next The other person immediately grabbed his neck and lifted him from the ground with only one hand.

The slave trader struggled desperately, kicking his legs indiscriminately, and stretched out his hands in vain to break the hands of the Germans, but his counterattack seemed soft and weak in the eyes of the other party.

His face was flushed red, and he could feel that oxygen was disappearing from his body.

But neither the 2 trainers nor the 6 gladiators responded.

When the slave dealer ’s consciousness became more and more blurred, and he thought that he would die here, the burly Germanic suddenly let go.

The slave trader’s body fell back to the ground, his toes touched the ground first, but immediately after his calf softened, he knelt in front of the burly Germanic.

Coldly snorted, the head of the Gladiator School, “It seems that you haven’t been stupid to get home.”

“Really, I think what he said makes sense,” the burly Germanic man proudly said, “You should have more manpower to deal with Bach.”

“What’s worse than barbarism is stupidity. Your name is Bach?” The school principal coldly said, “Give this stupid named Bach a training sword, let’s see how much he weighs.” He said to Bach again, “You better have half of your mouth, prove that you are worthy of the 2 Seths, Habitus, and play with him.”

A gladiator named Habitus hearing this slightly smiled, came out of the crowd, he threw a training wooden sword at the feet of the Germans, and at the same time warned repeatedly, “Remember to beg for mercy if you feel pain later , I will try to be gentle. “

“I am contrary to your by chance. I prefer to use a rude way to get people out of bed.” Bach’s vulgar words made the Germans laugh again.

Habitus had no choice to continue fighting with the Germans, took out his training sword and put it in his hand to measure 2 times, “Before you are Gaul Habitus, Victor Arena. … “

As a result, his self-introduction was not finished yet, and the Bach opposite had already made a sword.

If anyone really thinks that these Germans are as stupid and straight as they seem, they are wrong. In fact, these guys are quite cunning of Barbarian Race. Bach noticed that when Habitus introduced himself The expression was a little slack, so he shot without the slightest hesitation.

His movements were quick, and his skill was as strong as a leopard, and he came to Habitus in one big step.

The wooden sword in his hand waved out and brought a blast.

However, Habitus on the other side saw no panic when he saw it. Obviously, he had no precautions before, but he easily escaped Bach ’s sneak attack just after turning his body. After that, he gently hooked the left leg of Bach with his toes. The latter failed to reach the point, and with the force of the forward, a staggered suddenly, the strong Germanic body lost its balance, fell to the ground, and almost did not eat a mouthful of sand.

“Your Germanic yells at your mouth, but your body is quite honest. It is too polite to kneel as soon as you meet.” Habitus said with a smile.

This time it was the gladiator’s turn to have a big laughter.

“Poor guy, if it’s in the arena, Habitus just took the victory and chased after that, and he already poked this silly big man with a sword.”

“So the Germans are just impressive but is worthless.”

The disdainful words of the gladiators clearly stirred up the blood in Bach’s heart.

“Come again!” The Germans looked very reluctant, yelling, and setting their posture again.

This time he seems to be a lot more cautious, apparently already understood this little gladiator is not easy to deal with,

And his opponent Habitus is still the same as hehe.

After that, Bach launched the attack first. This time, the Germans were finally able to show their full body skills. Although his Sword Art had no rules, he was fierce and ruthless, and he could maximize his strength and strength. This horrible momentum will basically be timid without fighting, and he can only play half of his strength.

However, Habitus is not among them. He dodges left and right, trying to avoid the Germanic frontal attack, and then does not stop using some small tricks to harass his opponent.

The result was that the more anger Bach had, the more the roar but the helpless guy in front of him.

Bach felt like a lion performing in a circus, with empty claws, but every move was reduced to laughter.

In the end he couldn’t help but roar, “Work together!”

The remaining Germans glanced at each other, but they hadn’t done anything. The head of the school on the other side first opened the mouth and said, “Give them the training sword.”

6 gladiators and 6 German prisoners of war, one-on-one by chance, no more than one.

The two trainers even simply pointed to the side to help the gladiators improve their fighting skills, and this action also completely angered the Germans.

However, there are lessons from Bach, and the other five Germans did not dare to underestimate their enemies at this time. They all took up 5% of their spirits. However, some things could not be solved with a correct attitude, although these German prisoners of war have already used all one’s strength, but the result of the battle is still overwhelming.

The Gladiator won the game and all six Germans, including Bach, were slapped on the ground.

The head of the school opened the mouth and said again at this time, “It is good to have self-confidence, but only at this level, don’t say anything all day and night, don’t think that you have killed a few people, a little war is a master, These gladiators in front of you have experienced far more brutal battles than you. This is the real man. Compared to them, you are not even fart. “