Just a Little Alike?

Just a Little Alike?

To be fair, the first day's gladiatorial performances had been quite spectacular. The gladiators taking part were all highly skilled and fairly famous in their respective Gladiator Schools or local areas. They had also brought out their signature moves when they fought. From a purely entertainment standpoint, it had been very pleasing to watch.

Of course, that had all been before Zhang Heng took the stage.

With two performances, Zhang Heng had successfully raised the audience's viewing experience to an entirely new level. Those who appeared after him were unlucky. No matter how fiercely they fought, even trading injury for injury and spilling blood without restraint, they could not earn the cheers and screams they deserved, because most of the spectators were still immersed in the earlier bullfighting performance.

When they finally turned their attention back, they found that the fights no longer seemed as thrilling as before.

However, they had already called Zhang Heng back for an encore once. It would have been embarrassing to make him fight three times in one day, so after the performances ended, they began frantically asking around for more information about this mysterious Eastern gladiator.

Thus, on that day, a single name was discussed throughout the streets and alleys of Rome, to the point that all the other gladiators who had competed were overlooked. Unfortunately, this was not the internet age of later generations. Otherwise, Zhang Heng could have become famous throughout the entire Roman Empire with just those two explosive performances.

After the first day's performances came to an end, Zhang Heng also received an unexpected visitor.

—Commodus.

In Zhang Heng's original plan, the young emperor should have come to visit him two days later, after all the performances had concluded. Yet after watching that blood-pumping bullfighting performance,