"How disappointing..."
"How disappointing..."
"How disappointing..."
The voice echoed throughout the hall, ringing loudly in every genius's heart and shocking them into a stupor.
The instructor was none other than a man close to 2 meters in height, with long golden hair that fell down his shoulders.
Dressed in a normal white shirt and trousers, he wore an haori on top of his white shirt, adorned with golden runes.
The man's eyes were like golden suns, burning brightly—a mix of clear disgust and disdain evident on his face as he stared at the geniuses.
"It has come to my hearing that some of you think this challenge is pointless. The existence of a group you all named the 'Ultima Ten' is enough to drown any vestige of hope left in you in its passing, isn't it?"
"Right now, I see the disgusting looks of resignation on your faces, and I have heard well of your lack of dedication in training."
