Remorse After Breaking Up (Sebastian) novel Chapter 926

"This is impossible! There's no way this could happen!" Leila staggered to her feet, and her face twisted in disbelief as she glared at Sebastian. "How could you possibly be this strong?"

Sebastian had no interest in continuing the conversation. He leaped off the platform and headed toward the competitors' area.

"Brat, stop right there!"

Alfie appeared in front of him, with his eyes burning with killing intent.

"Is there something you want?" Sebastian asked calmly.

"How dare you hurt Leila? You've got some nerves!" Alfie said.

Sebastian replied, "I tried to concede, but she refused. Injuries are part of any duel. Or is it that only I'm supposed to get hurt?"

"That's right! Leila is the heiress of our sect, and you're just a nobody. Get on your knees and apologize to her!" Alfie demanded.

Sebastian simply smiled and shook his head.

"You're dead!" Alfie roared. He clenched his fists as he prepared to strike.

"Enough!" Franz's voice cut through the tension, stopping Alfie mid-motion.

"Sebastian is right. Injuries are inevitable in a duel, and Leila being my daughter does not entitle her to special treatment."

Alfie said, "Mark my words, brat. When you face me, you'll regret ever being born!"

Sebastian remained unfazed by the threat, paying it no mind.

"The next match will be Faylin versus Jorge!" Cadmus announced.

Both Faylin and Jorge jumped onto the stage simultaneously, offering polite nods before beginning their duel.

Faylin moved with the grace of a dancer, her sword flowing like water as she launched a storm of swift strikes toward Jorge.

Faylin was already a beauty, but watching her move was like witnessing a dance. Her every step was precise, and every strike was mesmerizing. The admiration in the eyes of the men around her made it clear that few could resist her charm.

"Wow, Faylin's swordsmanship is so agile and unpredictable. No wonder she's the most stunning woman in our sect!" one male disciple exclaimed in excitement.

"Hmph! What's so great about her? She's just a pretty face, and only got this far because of the sect's resources," muttered a jealous female disciple under her breath.

Meanwhile, Alfie quietly observed Faylin from the sidelines. His gaze was filled with unspoken affection.

On the other side, Leila, the young lady who had just been defeated by Sebastian, watched Faylin with envy.

Amidst the fierce exchange, Faylin channeled the full force of her wind-based spiritual energy into her sword. Her strikes were swift and sharp, overwhelming her opponent.

Jorge did everything he could to defend, but in the end, he was no match for the storm-like barrage that Faylin unleashed. He was then sent crashing off the platform.

The crowd erupted in cheers.