"Hmm..."
Fubuki nodded too, still shaken.
She looked at the eight figures on the big screen, their portraits alone radiating terrifying pressure, her face full of confusion.
"That Caped Baldy, the man named Saitama."
She pointed at the portrait with the simplest art style and asked in bewilderment:
"How on earth did he make it this far? I can't sense any powerful energy fluctuations from him at all..."
"Horohorohoro, who knows?"
Perona laughed.
"But compared to that bald guy, I still think that Three-Sword Style Moss Head is scarier! I've never seen anyone fight with three swords!"
"But..."
Hinata looked at Madara Uchiha's face on the screen and said with a trace of lingering fear:
"I think Madara Uchiha is the scariest."
The girls began chattering among themselves.
They eagerly began placing bets and guessing which four would ultimately stand out among these eight monsters and advance to the final four!
"No question! It has to be that guy named Son Goku and that Saiyan named Vegeta!"
Perona declared with absolute certainty:
"Those two feel like they're on a completely different level from everyone else!"
"Yes, I think so too."
Fubuki agreed:
"Especially Son Goku. That Ultra Instinct state of his is practically synonymous with invincibility."
"But..."
Resting her chin on her hand, Robin smiled and raised a crucial question:
"What if those two draw each other in the next match?"
"Huh?!"
The question stunned all the girls.
That was right!
If those two strongest monsters faced off early.
Then the final four spots really would be hard to predict!
"Hey! Ye Chuan!"
Perona floated over to Ye Chuan, who was resting with his eyes closed, and asked curiously.
"Who do you think will make the final four?"
All the girls focused their gazes on Ye Chuan, waiting for an