Remorse After Breaking Up

Chapter 477

Preventing Sebastian from reaching the top six was now impossible, so their only thought was to eliminate him to avoid future problems.

The competition moved into the fifth round, where Sebastian faced Ferdinand, the top expert of the Claude family and last year's second-place finisher.

This year, his performance was impressive. He won three out of four matches, losing only to Hugo.Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Before the match even began, the Claude family was shouting and cheering as they hoped Ferdinand could take down Sebastian.

Most of the people from the Strauss family now accepted Sebastian as their son-in-law. They were also cheering for him, not to be outdone.

The two stood opposite each other.

Holding a long sword, Ferdinand's eyes brimmed with murderous intent.

On the other hand, Sebastian stood with his hands behind his back, looking at his opponent with a calm gaze.

He wasn't being arrogant. He simply found his opponent too weak to pique his interest.

If it weren't for his promise to Cleef, he wouldn't have participated in such a boring competition at all.

"Facing me, you still won't use a weapon?" Ferdinand asked.

Sebastian shook his head. He could easily handle him with just one finger because his opponent was too weak, let alone needing a weapon.

"You'll pay for your arrogance!"

Feeling belittled, Ferdinand was immediately enraged.

As he slowly raised his long sword until it reached the top of his head, the sword began to glow red, as if it were engulfed in flames.

A terrifying wave of heat surged in all directions, causing the surrounding temperature to soar, as if there were a giant furnace nearby.

When a practitioner reached the Grandmaster Realm, they could project their inner energy outward.

However, this energy quickly dissipated once it left the body, so an early-stage grandmaster usually preferred close combat unless they were delivering a crushing blow.

Ferdinand's ability to sustain his projected energy demonstrated his profound skill, which showed he was at least a middle-stage grandmaster.

Despite this, Sebastian remained unfazed. He just stood quietly, giving off an inscrutable feeling.

"This guy is such a show-off. Mr. Ferdinand is a middle-stage grandmaster, and he still dares to be so arrogant. He's too cocky!"

"It's only showing off if you have the strength to back it up. Without it, he's just embarrassing himself! This guy is strong, but at most he's on the same level as Mr. Ferdinand.

"Even if he goes all out, I don't think he can win against Mr. Ferdinand. Now, he was unarmed, so he's sure to be defeated by Ferdinand."

Everyone nodded in agreement, including the Strauss family members.

The esteemed elder said, "Mr. Strauss, Ferdinand is very strong, almost on par with us. Mr. Seamus is being overly confident, and I don't think that is a good thing. I suggest giving him a weapon."

The other esteemed elders nodded in agreement.

However, Cleef smiled as he said, "Seamus is not skilled with weapons, so giving him one won't enhance his combat power much. He's better off fighting with his bare hands. Rest assured, I have great confidence in him."

The esteemed elders were speechless, feeling that Cleef was blindly trusting Sebastian.

After all, Ferdinand was a middle-stage grandmaster and an outstanding one at that. Winning barehanded would require being at least a late-stage grandmaster, which seemed impossible.

No one on Phoenix Island had reached that level before the age of 30 in a century.

Clara curled her lips but didn't say anything because she was hoping Ferdinand would kill Sebastian.

"I'll kill you!" Ferdinand suddenly shouted before slashing with his sword.

An 80 inches-long sword energy slashed toward Sebastian with terrifying momentum.