Spartacus, a world filled with red and yes.

In that dark age of BC, slaves were suffering when they lived.

For those who have been two thousand years later, the Roman Empire is a symbol of the times, a symbol of civilization, the origin of history and the place to be fascinated by it.

But for the people of this era, especially those slaves, the Roman Empire was the endless mountains pressing on them.

Everything that the slaves, including property, dignity and even life, was a mustard that could be taken away at any time in the face of the powerful Roman Empire.

I live under such extreme pressure all year round and cannot see the future.

The slaves either died in despair or took the dagger in their hands and fought to the death.

This is the real root of the Spartacus uprising.

Since the Roman Empire did not give them a way to live, let's die together.

When Li Xiang opened his eyes, he saw a narrow cell and a thick fence.

The ground was covered with hay, and the air was filled with all kinds of mixed stench.

He looked down at the iron chain on his ankle. "Dog system, if you don't arrange the identity of the Roman consul, you must be a civilian at least. How can you become a slave?"

The sound of footsteps came, and several soldiers in leather armor walked to the prison door with torches.

They opened the prison and walked in, "Oriental, it's time for you to come out."

Li Xiang was taken to the preparation room, and after untied his shackles, he was stuffed with a short sword in his hand.

Walking along the passage full of moss and dark red stains, you will walk all the way to a large wooden door.

The warm sunlight shines through the wooden door and feels very comfortable when it falls on your body.

Looking out through the gaps on the wooden door, you can see dust flying outside, and there are vague figures shaking and intertwining.

The buzzing shouts kept coming from outside.

When the figures outside intertwine were intertwined again, one of them fell heavily to the ground.

Crazy cheers came like tsunamis, and they were as crazy as hysterical.

A moment later, the gatekeeper who was notified opened the wooden door.

Several soldiers behind Li Xiang pushed him out.

The sun is warm and bright, as if it has entered another world.

This is a circular arena, a strong man wearing a covered helmet, leather armor, a dagger and a shield in his hands, is receiving cheers from the audience in the arena.

Someone is loudly introducing Li Xiang's identity.

"The warrior from the mysterious East, he has black hair and black eyes... In this battle, he will have a life-and-death battle with our champion~~~"

The audience's eyes all looked at Li Xiang. As for the champion, he walked over step by step with a heavy step with a short sword that was still dripping blood.

The wooden door behind him was closed heavily. If it was opened again, it would take only one person to drag him in.

After looking at the champion who was walking over, looking down at the dagger in his hand, Li Xiang had a smile on his lips.

"Use Zhao Yun's character card."

Zhao Yun's character card is the same as the super agent card used in the first mission world. It is not a limited time card, but can be used directly to the entire mission world.

Although Zhao Yun is best at using guns, his swordsmanship is not bad at all.

The famous blue light sword is his sword.

‘Roar~~~’

Within ten meters, the champion held the short sword in his hand and suddenly accelerated forward.

Waving his sword, he was about to cut open the throat of the scared oriental man in front of him.

It was like this that the rookie in the arena was frightened by the frightened one. He had met so many.

At the critical moment, Li Xiang finally moved.

He took a step back and leaned directly against the wooden door. The champion's dagger passed by a few inches in front of his throat.

Li Xiang's body rushed out directly after raising his legs and kicked the wooden door behind him.

When he passed by the champion, the short sword in his hand pulled out a sword light and stroked his neck.

The movements are clean and neat, without any fancy things.

When the champion with outstanding results fell heavily to the ground, the cheers in the arena came to an abrupt end.

Hundreds of viewers were looking at the Oriental man incredibly.

The reason is very simple. Li Xiang is not an old bird in the arena, but just a newcomer who is just starting out.

This can be seen from his lack of shield, armor, and helmet.

Under normal circumstances, Li Xiang's place is just a simple warm-up, which is used to warm up the subsequent battles and activate the audience's joyful atmosphere. It is a one-time consumption atmosphere group.

But the current situation is simply a metaphor for Mr. Zhao, who paid the bill in the audience, was smashed to pieces by a young man from an atmosphere group.

The first person to come to his senses was the host of the arena. He shouted loudly to liven up the atmosphere, boasted about the mysterious warriors from the East, and presented a wonderful battle to everyone.

People who know how to be aware of it are cursing, "What a wonderful thing, I lie down after just one encounter. What a wonderful thing."

Li Xiang, who was originally regarded as a consumable, had only such a battle.

After some bragging, it's soon

Rome is a place where the strong prey on the weak.

If you have the ability and can show your value, you will naturally be respected and treated with strength.

Just like Li Xiang, who was just treated as cannon fodder before, was locked in prison with shackles.

When I went to the arena, I only gave me a short sword and pushed it out to die.

Such cannon fodder is countless in the arenas across Rome.

But when Li Xiangjian killed a local champion, his treatment immediately became different.

After the dagger was taken back by the soldiers, the shackles were not put on again, nor were they locked up in the narrow prison before.

He was allowed into the formal Gladiator's lounge, where food and wine are smeared with olive oil and honey.

Li Xiang did not plan to escape. His world mission was to succeed in Spartacus' uprising. The first condition was to join the Spartacus' group. Their real core was all gladiators.

It's okay to fight a path of blood, but after running away, you can't be a gladiator anymore.

Once you come, you will be at peace.

Li wanted to pick up the food and eat it directly.

After drinking and eating, I patted my belly with satisfaction, "It tasted pretty good."

Although the cooking skills here are very backward, the ingredients are truly pure and natural.

Pure natural honey and hand-pressed olive oil will not taste bad if you apply it on white bread.

Of course, even the common people of the Roman Empire could not eat this kind of delicacy, let alone those low-ranking slaves.

The door of the room was opened, and a Roman in a burqa walked in with his entourage.

When he walked to Li Xiang, the Romans spread their hands and signaled, "Can the Orientals understand what I say?"

Ancient Rome mainly spoke ancient Latin. Not to mention Li Xiang, this language is not necessarily understood by anyone in professional foreign language colleges.

Fortunately, he has a system and directly has a language talent that is all-round, boundless, or even crosses races.

"certainly."

"Great." The Roman smiled. "I am Batitas, the master of the Batitas family. You performed very well today. I have spent a lot of money to buy you."

Li Xiang grinned, "Then?"

"I need you to fight for me in the arena and win honor for the Batitas family."

Batitas has good speaking skills. "In return, I will give you the rewards and glory you deserve."

Li Xiang looked at him silently, "I have only participated in one gladiator."

“Hahaha~~~”

Batitas laughed, "Do you know who the guy you killed is? He is the annual gladiator champion in Capua! I paid a total of three hundred dinars for you, you are worth the price."

Li Xiang nodded slowly, "Okay."

Batitas simply sat down on the long chair beside him, "My Warrior, what is your name?"

Li Xiang paused for a moment, thinking about whether to use his real name or Bruce Lee...

On the other side, Batiatus turned around and said to his entourage, "His glad skills are like the heroic legend of the King of Thrace. I decided that his name is - Spartacus!"

Li Xiang’w(?Д?)w’

Bridged bean sack! What is this situation?!

Spartacus's real name has not been passed down. He was given this name after showing his power in the arena.
To be continued...