Hearing Melty's arrogant word. Adnot wanted to sprout out blood. He exhaled and put on a forced smile. "Now, the next battle will a group battle. We hope to see some interesting fight." His voice echoed throughout the battlefield. The Miansa soldiers had a slight smile on their face. The lost hope rekindled with the group battle. 'We can still turn things around.' They thought.
Melty look at the last four contestants for a few seconds before he averted his gaze. He knew those four were stronger that the previous soldiers. Especially, the last soldiers. They can't be consider weak. But according to Division A standard. They were weak.
