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"But have you ever wondered what you'll do if you're too fat?" said Bol angrily.

"Saiya said, with my intelligence and talent, as long as I am more burly, I will definitely become one of the best gladiators in this gladiatorial arena in the future!" said Ray with a proud face.

"Can you believe Saiya's words, he lost to Millie!" Pol said.

"But Saiyan will teach me how to fight, instead of just knowing how to make me jump around like Millie, but secretly teaching you some ways to fight、、、 you brothers and sisters are both using me as a monkey!" The muscles on Saiya's face tensed, and he said angrily, "Hehe, so young will be so old, maybe it's a monster!"

Ray didn't think much of it before, and he was grateful that July could teach him, but after Saiya invited him to a few drinks and told him a lot of things, Ray gradually felt unbalanced.

It is true that July is very strong, and he has taught him a lot of training methods before, but July has never taught him how to use any kind of weapon, how to fight with others, he can only explore it by himself. It's like the last time I fought against someone, July picked a particularly easy one for Pol to deal with, but he picked a strong bear tooth for himself, if it wasn't for his cleverness, he might have died at the time, and he was still stupid to express gratitude to July, which was really stupid enough.

"You、、、 how can you say that about Millie, you ungrateful bastard!" Pol was furious and waved his hand at Ray is punch.

Ray was defenseless, he was hit by Pol, the corners of his mouth suddenly flowed blood, he stumbled a few times and then stopped, then sneered, spat the blood in his mouth, and then punched Pol with his fist.

The two fought, and in the end, because Pol was younger than Ray, his physical strength was not good, and his strength was like that, so he was finally beaten by Ray on the ground.

Pol's face was bruised when he went back, and July didn't feel strange to see him like this, because when Pol went out, she knew what Pol was doing, but a person's growth must come from their own setbacks, and July didn't want to help Pol solve all this, if you want to survive in this world, then you must have the courage to face this world.

July didn't pay attention to Bool, but continued to grind a branch, this branch was turned over from the space, both the toughness and the strength of the bow are very good, it is the good material she wants, July originally wanted to make two, Bol and Ray one each, looking at the current appearance, I am afraid that one is saved.

"Millie, why did Ray become like this、、、" It was a long time before Pol asked July with tears in his face.

He tried not to cry, but he couldn't help it. He and Ray fought side by side for a long time, and the friendship between the teenagers was sharpened when facing death again and again, he originally thought that the two would be very good friends, and they kept going on and growing up, but so soon, they parted ways, and he was really uncomfortable.

"It's easy to share adversity, but it's hard to share prosperity. Because there is no choice in times of trouble, you can only rely on each other, but when you are rich, there are more choices, and he can finally choose what he wants, so it's not that he has changed, but that he is like this!"

Pol didn't seem to understand July's words, he was still a child after all, and he couldn't look at the world objectively like July after experiencing too many things, but he didn't feel so sad after chewing July's words seriously.

"Whew, it's finally done!" After half a day, the bow was finally sharpened, and the bowstring was tied, and July tried it, and thought it was very good, so he said to Bol, "Let's go, continue training today, and we will play again the day after tomorrow, you must learn the bow and arrow before that, otherwise you may have to go underground and cry!"

"This is the bow you made for me?" Pol was stunned for a moment when he heard July's words, and then took the bow in July's hand, which was only the length of his arm, and asked in surprise.

"Yes, the bow in the gladiatorial arena is too bad, if you use it, you can't master it at all, this bow is specially made by me according to your shape, I also made some arrows for you, you must learn how to use it as soon as possible. July said.

The Colosseum is free of its own weapons, and there are no strict restrictions on this. It's just that the weapons provided by the gladiatorial arena are generally the best, so the gladiators never bring their own weapons to the field, at most they like which weapon they like, and they will always use it in subsequent gladiatorial fights.

Before July, he didn't teach Ray and Pol how to shoot arrows, the reason was not that Ray thought July was reluctant to teach him, but because it was not the right time at that time, and the arm strength of the two was not enough at all, and rashly using a bow that was not good would hinder their future learning.

July has always asked Bol to exercise his arm strength and finger strength, although Bol didn't understand why July asked for this before, but he will still do it obediently.

Bol is struggling to learn how to use a bow and arrow, in fact, it is not difficult to learn how to shoot arrows, but how to shoot the opponent when running is not easy, July's requirements are extremely strict, so Bol is almost paralyzed from exhaustion, his hands and feet are blistered with blood, July barely feels that it is okay, let him sleep and rest for a while.

And on the night when Pol was sweating in the gladiatorial arena, Ray and a group of gladiators were drunk all night in the tavern, and today he beat Pol hard, originally feeling uncomfortable, but after listening to Saiya's words, he felt that he played well.

The wine here is so delicious, the meat here is so delicious, and the women here are very beautiful, and he must marry one of them to be his wife in the future.

He is finally no longer a slave, he is a gladiator, and he will be more and more great in the future, and there will be a lot of money、、、、

The next day, Ray was proudly on the field, but he was carried down. He was struck in the chest with an axe, he was covered in blood, and he was spitting blood from his mouth, and he was carried down with his eyes closed, and he was terrified.

"Carry it and feed the wolves, don't waste it!" said the captain of the guard after just one glance, and then said nonchalantly.

He saw a lot of corpses here every day, and the corpses of gladiators were usually buried, but Thunder seemed to him to be just a slave with a little luck, and the corpse was still used to feed wild beasts.