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    Before Christina could respond, Brock sneered, his tone thick with mockery.


    “Don’t tell me you’re going to im you’re Skybreaker?”


    He burst intoughter the moment the words left his mouth.


    Christina arched a brow. “Your guess is spot-on. I am Skybreaker.”


    The audience erupted in an uproar, shock and excitement sweeping through the stands.


    “What did she just say? She imed she’s Skybreaker? Did I hear that right? Or did my mind y some tricks on me?”


    “You heard her correctly! She really said she’s Skybreaker! How ridiculous is that? I thought Skybreaker was a man!”


    “Ha! So Skybreaker disappeared for years just to have a gender swap? Why not go ahead and say she’s the President instead?”


    The crowd buzzed with disbelief, most unwilling to ept that Christina was Skybreaker.


    Calvin and Magnus exchanged a nce, their belief in Christina’s words unwavering. “Seems we were right about the true identity of Skybreaker all along!”.


    They pped their hands in delight, pride and certainty swelling within them.


    Meanwhile, Brock finally snapped back to his senses. He shook his head violently. “Impossible! Absolutely impossible! You’re a woman, and Skybreaker is a man! He couldn’t have changed his gender!”<fn14c9> Readplete version only at Find★Novel</fn14c9>


    Christina’s lips curved into a faint smile. “By saying that, are you admitting you’re not Skybreaker?”


    “You’re ying me!”.


    Brock snarled, grinding his teeth in fury as realization dawned.


    “I’m not ying you. It’s just that if you were truly Skybreaker, you would never have spoken those words,”.


    Christina answered coolly.


    Brock’s face contorted with rage as he red at her, his eyes seething with resentment. “So what? You’re trying to impersonate him too! You’re even more outrageous! A woman pretending to be a man—do you take everyone here for fools?”


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    Christina stayedposed, her voice measured. “Only you are the imposter. I am the genuine Skybreaker.”


    “I don’t believe you! How can you prove you’re Skybreaker?”.


    Brock snapped, stubborn to the end.


    “My skills are proof enough,”.


    Christina dered with calm conviction.


    Brock’s tongue faltered momentarily; he found himself with noeback. “I won’t believe it unless you defeat me again—in another match!”


    Brock refused to yield. He craved another match and even began to toy with darker, more sinister ideas. Winning was the only thing that mattered to him.


    “There’s no need for another match. I can prove she’s Skybreaker.”.


    A sudden voice rang out, and the cameras shifted sharply, pulling every pair of eyes toward the speaker.


    Elliott appeared on the screen once more, and the audience leaned forward, breath caught, waiting to see how he would prove his bold im.


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