Battle Arrangements

What had been supposed to be a rookie brawl had turned into matches against full-fledged gladiators. At this terrible news, most people's expressions changed.

Of course, there were also people who didn't care, like Bach.

He swaggered straight over to the drawing area, casually grabbed a wooden token, and handed it to the trainer beside him. The latter looked at the name on it and announced, "Bach versus Postumus."

He then wrote Bach's name on the other side of the token to record the matchup for this round.

Bach grinned. "Tell that guy to wash himself clean and wait for me!"

With that, he stepped down from the drawing platform, not forgetting to glance once more at Zhang Heng before leaving.

Gabi had naturally noticed Bach's habit of sneaking looks at Zhang Heng lately. He also knew that Bach had fought Zhang Heng before and won, but he didn't know the details. That made it hard for him to understand why Bach cared so much about Zhang Heng, to the point that Gabi had once even questioned Bach's sexual orientation.

Bach drawing the first lot served as an opening for everyone else.

The devilish training over this period had also allowed Gabi to establish his authority. Since he had already decided on the assessment, everyone could only grit their teeth and follow the new rules. Not everyone was as extraordinarily talented as Bach, someone who didn't even take full-fledged gladiators seriously. But aside from winning and passing the assessment outright, losers could also be judged qualified by Gabi if they performed brilliantly.

As long as they did their best to show what they could do, there was still hope of passing the assessment.

Of course, a great deal also depended on the opponent they drew. The best opponents were those