When several people in the special recruitment team were still talking to each other, waiting for the start of the game, there were bursts of exclamations from the crowd behind them. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Look!"

"Look!"

"It's them!"

Feynman was the first to look back, and when he saw the figures, he froze in place.

He tugged at Albert's clothes and motioned for him to look back.

That's when Albert turned around.

Subsequently, the rest of the special recruitment class also looked at the focus of the crowd's attention in the midst of this commotion.

I saw that outside the audience, several unusually conspicuous figures stood on the sidelines.

They didn't say a word, just fixed their eyes on the still empty ring.

"Ten Masters!"

That's right, these people are the "Ten Heroes" headed by Solomon.

And today, including Gilgamesh, everyone from the "Ten Heroes" came to the scene.

"Why? Haven't you started yet?"

Clowe, who was ranked fifth, yawned and rubbed his eyes as he looked around, as if looking for the two fighters.

"What are you anxious about? It's not your game. Wait. ”

Nero, the only woman in the "Ten Masters", ranked eighth, glared at Clovis, and then stretched out coquettishly, causing the other students around him to look dumbfounded and unable to look away for a long time.

Reiner was still the same languid look, with his trademark smile on his face. It's just that behind this smile, there seems to be some special meaning hidden. Is it joy, or is it an expectation?

Solomon was still on the same high level, and it seemed that no one else had been tolerated in his eyes. He stood there nonchalantly, as if he was about to see a good show.

On the other hand, Augustus was full of seriousness, looking like a good student who watched the battle seriously and studied seriously.

Gilgamesh is still the same Gilgamesh, and nothing can be seen from his face, as if the expression has not changed for thousands of years, which is impossible to guess. Only the occasional burst of light from his pupils could give a slight expression of his inner activity.

Reinhardt did not speak, and stood silently among the ten, not knowing what to think. Among the "Ten Heroes", he is the best at using stratagem, and whenever he is silent, someone will suffer.

Albert looked at the ten people who appeared gorgeously, and he was equally surprised.

"All the 'Ten Heroes' are here? ”

He couldn't help but sigh.

I don't know that for Manstein, the "Ten Masters" have no interest. After all, as the former tenth master, when Manstein lost to Gilgamesh and lost the title of "ten masters", he could no longer arouse the interest of others.

They are here today for one man, and that man is called Caesar!

Time crept by, and everyone was discussing the game with all their hearts, not noticing the passage of time.

Slowly, the time to start the game is getting closer and closer.

And right now, the ring is still empty, and the two seem to have made an appointment, and no one shows up.

The referee in the ring looked at the time, and there were only about ten minutes left before the start of the game.

According to the rules of the competition, if the player is not in place within the allotted time, it will be counted as a forfeit. And if both are late, it counts as a waiver. Then the eleventh place will be decided between the third and fourth places.

I believe that no one will give up such an opportunity.

When there were only five minutes left, a figure slowly stepped into the ring under the gaze of everyone.

Manstein arrived first!

Manstein had a smile on his face, a rather cruel one. Looks like he's well prepared.

He walked into the training arena step by step, and then stepped into the ring. Every step he took was like stepping on everyone's heart. Step by step, aggressive.

When he stepped into the ring with his last step, a faint roar sounded in the ears of the audience, like the roar of the collapse of the temple, like the thunder flashing in the sky, and more like the cry of the god of war.

And on Manstein's lips, there is still a smile that cares nothing about everything in the world.

Manstein stood in the ring, looking at the empty field opposite, but without any impatience.

Instead, he turned to the audience, and two substantial glances were cast on a spot outside the audience.

There, there were exactly ten people gathered, and only these ten people could not care about the killing intent in their eyes.

Manstein pointed to one of the "Ten Heroes" from afar. And he pointed to the "strongest freshman" who pulled him off the throne of the "Ten Heroes" - Gilgamesh.

Gilgamesh, on the other hand, was still the same, without even blinking his eyes.

The eyes of the two collided, making the audience in the sight of the two feel like they were on pins and needles. In their senses, the air around them seemed to condense at this moment.

Manstein slowly withdrew his gaze, knowing in his heart that now was not the time for revenge. When he solves the current "special recruitment class" kid, he will challenge the new Gilgamesh and regain the throne of the "Ten Masters" from his hands.

At this point, there are only two minutes left before the official start of the game.

Caesar was still nowhere to be seen in the training ground.

Just when the audience was discussing whether Caesar had given up the game and didn't dare to come, a sudden shout was exceptionally clear:

"Look, he's coming!"

Everyone's eyes were turned in one direction.

The young man was dressed in a black robe, and his gray hair looked like snow in winter. Those black pupils are like the brightest stars in the summer sky.

Caesar walked to the ring, and from him, everyone felt a kind of indifference, and this was precisely the most dangerous signal.

For the current Caesar, everyone in the "Ten Masterpieces" has different feelings.

However, they all had the same feeling: Caesar was in extreme danger right now.

From the moment he stepped into the training ground, Caesar's eyes never fell on his opponent.

He walked aimlessly, walked and walked, and then walked to the ring.

It wasn't until he stepped into the ring that Caesar's eyes fell on Manstein's for the first time.

Manstein looked at the strange glint in Caesar's eyes, and for the first time a cautious mood appeared in his eyes.

That strange light is the kind of seriousness that comes when a person has a goal. If what was reflected in Caesar's eyes before was an aimless leisure, then at this time he was really looking at something.

Caesar's gaze only swept over Manstein for a moment, and then looked away again.

He looked into the auditorium and found Albert and the others in the audience.

Seeing Albert sitting in the audience with blazing eyes, Caesar smiled at him and nodded slightly.

Albert in the audience saw the smile on Caesar's lips, and the same smile bloomed on his face. From Caesar's somewhat different expression, Albert saw a message:

Manstein is going to be out of luck!