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Before the arena.
Over a hundred Class A professionals assumed defensive stances one after another.
Each one donned sturdy armor.
Warriors took their positions on the outermost side.
Ranged professionals hid on the inside.
The long-haired man personally instructed the defense formation and ultimately nodded in satisfaction.
"With the defense of over a hundred people assembled, naturally, it's not that easy to break through. We don't have to worry anymore, that kid is as good as dead,"
he declared.
"Boring, for two title fighters like us to stand guard here, it's really a waste of time," the dwarf grumbled.
"Had I known, I would have just let him pass the assessment and then fought him myself, crushing him directly," the long-haired man added.
He gazed upon the dozens of heads in the arena, feeling quite some regret in his heart.
So many subordinates dead.
Many matters that were in progress would now be affected.