Shui Bing'er spoke.
The chattering students fell silent for a moment.
Then they immediately began giggling behind their hands again.
"It's good that he's back."
"At least we get to look at a handsome guy~"
"Come to think of it, the girls around him are all pretty nice. I just wonder how many rounds someone like him can manage. Hopefully he isn't a silver spear with a candle-wax tip, all looks and no use~"
Lewd laughter quietly rose inside the carriage.
"All right."
"Stop being so lovesick."
"We were lucky not to meet Imperial Battle Team One during the Preliminary Tournament. They're strong. If they'd really given up their guaranteed place and entered the Preliminary Tournament, we might not even have had a chance to qualify."
Shui Bing'er spoke quite seriously.
"I heard."
"It's not just that their overall strength is impressive."
"Their captain's strength is even more unfathomable."
"Based on the information we have alone, their captain might well be beyond a Soul Ancestor. As for his actual strength... there are all sorts of rumors. People at Blue Tyrant Academy said they saw five Soul Rings with their own eyes."
"And those rich brats at Heaven Dou Royal Academy said he's defeated a Soul Douluo. At the very least, even ordinary Soul Kings are no match for him."
"The information is muddled and exaggerated."
"...We can disregard some of it, but these reports didn't come out of thin air. If we really meet them in the Finals, we should simply forfeit."
Shui Bing'er did not hesitate in the slightest when she said "forfeit."
Instead, she felt the relief of setting down a thousand-pound burden.
Living in the same era as a Heavenly Prodigy like him was by no means a blessing.
It was a tragedy.
His existence would completely