Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 28 Conventional Fight
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"It's a pity that large-scale fights of astonishing intensity don't happen every day."

"But today's regular fights can still satisfy the bloodthirsty heart of every Nuceria. Let us welcome the gladiators who will participate in the fights next..."

“The prince of the mountains, the man who has been the center of attention since the first day he became a gladiator. Angron!”

"..."

Qin Xia frowned as he listened to the host's drawn-out announcement. He had always been dissatisfied with this way of announcing programs.

Thunderous cheers have been heard in the arena, and the gladiators are about to take the stage.

"This is a regular fight. We don't have to fight to the death." Ono rubbed Angron's muscles and glanced at the twin gladiators who had already walked out of the cave to the armory. "Show mercy, but be careful. Kill those who need to be killed."

“Why?” Angron wondered. “Don’t those people out there want to see us kill each other?”

"They want to, but not everyone can be a gladiator." Ono smiled and shook his head. "If you want to replenish the number of gladiators, you can't just grab anyone. The arena must ensure that the gladiators' unnecessary casualties are reduced. It is enough to determine the winner in non-large-scale gladiatorial fights."

After that, Ono looked at Yochula again and said in a very serious tone: "The Skinner and the Nusa Twins have never killed anyone else... but... we still have to be careful ourselves, do you understand?"

Yochula nodded.

Then the young gladiator who was entrusted to Angron by his mother squatted in front of Qin Xia, staring at Qin Xia from under his golden curly hair: "Can you please bless me?"

"Blessing?" Qin Xia was puzzled.

"My mother said that wizards can bless others." Yochula said, "If you can bless me, I think I can definitely survive in the arena until one day I leave here... and take my mother and my brother with me."

Qin Xia nodded, stretched out his hand and pressed it on Yochula's head: "May you live."

Yochula closed his eyes, as if he could really feel some magical power being exerted on him. He felt it carefully, then opened his eyes, stood up with a determined look, and walked to Angron's side.

"I will protect you too, kid." Kleist, who was also assigned to play, patted Yochula on the shoulder. "If you survive, tell me your mother's name."

Yochula gave Kleist a cold look and left the cave.

Angron and Crest nodded to Qin Xia and left the cave together.

The gladiators who were going to participate in regular gladiatorial fights were escorted by security robots to the armory to choose their weapons.

Angron took two axes, Crest took the spear she was best at as usual, and Yochula took the harpoon and fishing net.

When they left the armory and headed towards the corridor leading to the fighting area of ​​the arena, the three encountered the Nusa twins who had already picked up their weapons, and a gladiator named Flayed One.

"The Noosa twins are good at using fishing nets and harpoons, and they work well together."

Kleist came close to Yochula and reminded him in a low voice with a serious expression.

"As for the Skinner... no one knows his real name. All we know is that he is good at using two daggers and can peel off a person's skin completely during a fight."

Hearing this, Yochula immediately became nervous and subconsciously held his breath.

Yochula, who became a gladiator earlier than Angron and Qin Xia, knew the abilities of the Nusa Twins and the Skinner. The reason he was nervous was precisely because he knew too well what the other party was capable of.

Yochula read the information of all the gladiators before becoming a gladiator.

As if sensing the fear spreading from the young man, the Skinner standing in front turned around and showed a gentle smile on his pale face: "Don't be afraid, kid. We don't need to fight to the death today. We just need to decide the winner and come back to carve the rope of victory."

The Skinner has a very creepy appearance, with pale skin and black curly hair that is always wet.

He is not very tall and always smiles grimly.

But now, the smile on the skinner's face looked very gentle and reassuring. "Thank you, thank you sir." Yochula tried to force a smile.

The skinner nodded slightly, raised his hand and patted his chest, then pointed at Yochula, meaning: I'll protect you.

At this time, the Nusa twins also turned around and smiled.

The Gladiator family is quite warm.

But Angron, who was at the end of the team, frowned.

The fight soon begins.

Qin Xia, who was still in the cave, did not sit cross-legged and busy himself with his own affairs. Instead, he went to the window and looked down at the fighting arena.

Ono said the arena was underground, but the view outside the window was from a bird's-eye view.

Qin Xia discovered that this window was not actually a window, it was just a ventilation duct disguised as a window using holographic technology.

"In a gladiatorial fight, if one side is defeated but still alive, will the nobles or the audience stand up and give a thumbs-up to decide whether the gladiator is dead or alive?" Qin Xia suddenly asked Ono who also came over.

"Large-scale gladiatorial games, but these regular gladiatorial games are basically just competitions and exchanges," Ono answered. "The style of the gladiatorial arena is usually to leave people to die in large-scale gladiatorial games."

Qin Xia nodded and watched in silence.

The gladiators were divided into two teams and faced each other, half a meter apart.

The Maggot Eye hovered up and down, presenting every person in the fight on the holographic projection with the best shooting angle, so that people at the back of the audience and those who were not present to watch the fight could also see clearly.

"The fight begins!"

At the command of Maggot Eye, the deep sound of horns echoed in the arena.

Angron was facing the Nusa Twins, so naturally he picked up his axe and went to deal with the twin gladiators first.

The Nusa twins first covered Crest with a fishing net, and then dealt with Angron.

As for the Skinner, he and Yochula himself came together intentionally or unintentionally.

Although this conventional gladiatorial fight was more like a competition, the gladiators still had to fight well, at least not to make the audience feel that the fight was too fake.

"It was a smart decision to choose the harpoon."

The skinner stood with his feet together on the red sand, and the smile on his face looked so gentle and friendly in Yochula's eyes at this moment.

"I heard that you were a fishing slave in the artificial sea before you became a gladiator. You have no combat training, so it is wise for you to choose the tools you think are most useful."

"Like I used to be a worm skinner, so I chose a dagger."

"Let's take action."

The Skinner motioned for Yochula to attack him: "I'll teach you two moves."

"Yes!" Yochula immediately stepped forward and stabbed the skinner with the harpoon in his hand.

The Skinner dodged it easily, then cut off Yochula's right arm as he was about to finish his move.

The dagger in the skinner's hand was extremely sharp. When Yochula found that his right arm was gone, he felt the excruciating pain.

(End of this chapter)