In the Songlin Arena, the audience was already crowded, and excited people were eagerly looking forward to the start of the race preliminaries. Players from various city-states were entering the stadium one after another, in return for cheers from the audience on the sidelines.

However, the game was delayed because the referee was still arguing with some people at the entrance. The audience began to clamor in dissatisfaction. The Collins official, who was responsible for maintaining order in the field, rushed to the entrance and asked the referee: "What happened? Why don't the competition start immediately?!"

"Look, this person said he was a player in this group of races and had already obtained the number. But he was not a Greek!"

The Collins official looked in the direction of the referee's finger: the athlete had long brown shawl hair, deep concave eye sockets, towering nose bridge, thick lips, slender figure, and strong muscles. Although his naked body was covered with olive oil, he could still tell the fair skin... His appearance was obviously not an orthodox Greek.

The official was stunned: "How could the priests of the temple approve him to participate in the competition?!"

"I think it should be the officials of his city-state who signed him up for him. The priests didn't know that he was an alien." The referee replied.

The official said angrily: "Which city-state is it a contestant? Don't you know the registration rules for the Isthmus Games?!"

"Dionia! We are from Dionia!" Adrianques squeezed over and defended loudly: "Although Lizaru is a Lucanian, he is a citizen of Dionia. According to the regulations of the Isthmus Games, as long as he is a citizen of the Greek city-state, we meet the requirements!"

Dionia?! The official felt that the name was a little impressed, but he couldn't remember where it was. He didn't think it was a big country or a strong country, so he taught a lesson with a stern face: "Only the Greeks can participate in the sports meeting. This is well known, because no Greek city-state will give a foreigner citizenship! Don't stop here anymore, delay the competition! Leave quickly, otherwise I will send someone to drive you out!"

Adrianques was speechless. He was born in poverty and had been a mercenary since he grew up. He had never participated in a Greek Games and did not know the rules. This time, the Senate of Dionia decided to send a team to participate in the competition, hoping that it would be best if the Senate was the leader to show his importance to the Isthmus Games. The reason why Adrianques actively signed up was because he liked sports, and in addition to this aspect, he, a senator who only knew how to fight and could not read a single word, could show his talents in the Senate. Therefore, after being the head of the delegation of Dionia, he went to Crotone many times to ask experienced athletes, and also led the team to set off with the delegation of Crotone to Corinth. But now it seems that the Crotones are obviously hiding their own interests, and their purpose is probably to see the Dionians make a fool of themselves.

When Adrianques regretted, Lizaru shouted: "Our consul, Lord Davers, said, 'No matter what race, as long as the citizens of the league, they should enjoy the same rights!' So in Dionia, whether Greeks, Lucans, or Thracians can participate in rugby games together!"

The Collins official was stunned by his weird Greek pronunciation and then laughed in anger. He raised his head and shouted to the audience above the arena: "Audience, is this alien right?!"

The audience had been waiting for impatiently, and rushed to the lowest level of the audience, shouting and cursing: "What a ridiculous fallacy! Those who can say these words can only serve as the leader of your barbarians!"

"Get out of the arena, barbarian! Go back to the city-state that can give you citizenship and allow you to participate in the competition! I think that must be a dirty and terrible place!"

"Go out, barbarians! Don't defile the sacred place of our Greeks!"

...

The ridicule and curse attacked Lizaru and Adrianx in intensive manner like swords.

Adrianx's face turned pale.

Lizaru was furious. He was a man who liked competition and never gave up. Since becoming a citizen of Dionia and heard about the four major sports games, he has longed to compete with all Greek athletes because he thought that no one could run faster than him in running! When the news that Dionia was going to send players to participate in the Isthmus Games reached him, it was already a little late. He signed up in a hurry. Finally, he arrived here and refused to let him participate!

He looked at the lively stadium unwillingly, roared suddenly and rushed out.

"Hey, what are you going to do?!" exclaimed.

"Catch him quickly! Catch him quickly!!" The Collins official screamed in anxiety.

Lizaru stepped on his legs vigorously, waved his arms vigorously, roaring like a wild wolf, stepping on the soft muddy land barefoot, as light as the free mountain wind whistling in the wilderness. He ran with all his might, leaving the Corinthian officials and their subordinates who wanted to catch him far behind.

The anxious shouts of Collins officials also reminded the athletes who were still waiting at the starting line that they began to chase this unruly alien.

Not only was Lizalu not afraid, but he was even more excited.

The audience off the field was surprised to see: in the face of the players' pursuit and interception, the alien man was as quick as a raccoon cat, and his pace was as fast as a cheetah, flashing them one by one...

Racing turned into pursuit and capture. Most of the audience not only did not complain, but felt excited. Some of them actually stood up to cheer for the "lonely hero" on the field.

As one of the best running backs in the Dionia rugby game, Lizalu uses his skills and skillfully dodges while maintaining the speed of moving forward, one lap...two lap...three lap...

The cheers from the field grew louder and louder, and it was not until Collins officials called more people and blocked the space in the field that they hugged him.

The panting Collins official came up and punched Lizaru without saying a word.

Lizalu tried hard to break free, but there were too many people pressing on him, so he could only glar at the Collins officials.

"Stop! Stop!..." Adrianx hurried over and grabbed the fist of the Collins official raised again: "Let us the citizens of the cat, or I will protest to the Collins Council!"

"Protest?!" The Collins official looked at him and sneered: "Catch him too! Destroying the sacred isthmus Games is a serious crime! Locking up first, let your strange city-confederate alliance make compensation, and then get people!"

A group of people escorted Lizaru and Adrianques toward the field.

At this time, Lizaru struggled and shouted loudly: "I, Lizaru, a citizen of Dionia, is the champion of the Isthmus Games!!!"

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The arena has restored order and the game has started again, but the audience on the sidelines are still talking about the farce just now.

"That man was indeed running very fast just now, but unfortunately he was a barbarian, otherwise he would have really had the chance to win the championship!"

"What race is he from? He actually said he was a citizen of the Greek city-state, which city-state actually gave citizenship to a barbarian?!"

"He seems to be talking about Dionia. Is Dionia a Greek city-state? Why haven't I heard of it?"

...

The audience of the Isthmus Games came from all directions, of course there were Greeks from the Western Mediterranean, and there were quite a few, so they naturally became the answers to these questions.

"Dionia is a city-constitution alliance established last year. It is located in the central and northern part of Greece, and the central city is Turiyi. The alien just now should be the Lucanians. The Dionys occupied a lot of Lucanian land and also gave the Lucanians who lived in the territory a lot of civil rights."

"That is to say, this Dionian Alliance does not only give one barbarian citizenship, but many?!"

"Yes, not only Lucans, but also Thracians and Egyptians... As long as they are willing to become citizens of Dionys, after their assessment and meet the conditions, they can become formal Dionys citizens in a few years, and they can also obtain a 'place'!"

"Oh, wise Athena, am I dizzy? I heard it wrong?! The barbarians can not only become citizens, but also obtain 'place'! This is simply...Is Dionia really a Greek city-confederate alliance?!"

"Iavonnes, you Peloponnese people, are indifferent to what happened in the Western Mediterranean. As long as you arrive at the Bay of Taranto, the word that rings the most frequently in your ears is Dionia, where not only thousands of free people flock to Dionia and want to be citizens of that alliance, but the councils of all the Greek city-states are paying attention to Dionia's movements..."

"I can understand that the free people want to become citizens and get a 'place'. But why are even the top leaders of the major Greek city-states-"

"Because Dionia is already the most powerful city-confederate alliance in Nanyi!"

"What?! Are you kidding?! I remember the mighty kingdom of Great Greece is not Crotone and Tarantum?!"

"Haha, not long ago, Crotone lost to Dionia twice in the battle, and it was no longer as glorious as before. And Tarantum... When I came to Corinth, I heard that it was forced to invite Dionia to help them drive away the barbarians who invaded the territory. Dionia had promised to send reinforcements... You don't know how big the territory of Dionia is! It now governs a large area of ​​territory in Turiy, Amendolar, Crimesa and Lucania, as well as Laus and Castron, and it is an alliance with Tarantum. In addition, Crotone, Trina, Silit, and Colenia also formed a Southern Italian alliance with Dionia... Tell me if it is the most powerful force in Greece!"
Chapter completed!