The next day, the BladeBreakers found themselves face-to-face with the Majestics. The meeting was unexpected but not unwelcome. After the previous day's shocking defeat, the BladeBreakers were eager for answers.

"So, you met Sasha," Robert said, his tone neutral as he addressed Tyson. "Not surprising that he challenged you."

"Not surprising that he beat me, you mean," Tyson replied, frustration evident in his voice. "Who is this guy, anyway? He just came out of nowhere and wiped the floor with Dragoon!"

Robert exchanged glances with his teammates before responding. "Sasha Alexander isn't just any Beyblader. There's a reason he was our mentor. He saw potential in each of us, and he helped us realize it. That's where we learned the true ideals of Beyblading."

Johnny nodded in agreement. "Sasha has never lost a match since the day we met him. He's the number one Beyblader in the world for a reason."

"Number one in the world?" Max echoed, eyes wide. "No wonder he was so strong."

"Strong isn't even the half of it," Robert continued. "Sasha's skills are unparalleled. His understanding of the game, his strategic mind, and his Bit Beast, Blizzardion, are all on a different level. He's untouchable."

Enrique smirked, adding a light-hearted comment. "I even tried to date him once because he looked too hot to be a guy. Let's just say he was flattered but not interested."

The BladeBreakers couldn't help but laugh, easing the tension a bit. Even Tyson managed a small smile, though his determination hadn't wavered.

"Regardless," Tyson said, his voice firm, "I want to challenge Sasha again. I can't just let it end like that."

Robert shook his head. "It's not that simple, Tyson. Challenging Sasha isn't just a matter of walking up to him and asking for a rematch. His status as the undefeated and undisputed champion brings a lot of attention and investment."

"Investment?" Kai asked, his interest piqued.

"Yes," Robert explained. "Sasha's family, along with several major corporations, invest heavily in him. He's not just a Beyblader; he's a brand. His victories drive stock prices and investments. Any match involving Sasha has to be officially sanctioned and approved, which isn't easy to arrange."

Tyson clenched his fists. "So, what are you saying? That I can't challenge him again?"

"Not exactly," Robert replied. "But if you want to challenge him, it has to be official. It has to go through proper channels, which means dealing with his family's interests and the corporate sponsors."

"Which means dealing with his father," Johnny added. "And trust me, that man is as tough as they come. He's not going to let just anyone challenge his son."

"So, what do we do?" Tyson asked, not willing to back down.

Robert sighed, then smiled slightly. "Train harder. Prove that you're worthy of another match. When you're strong enough, the opportunity will present itself. Until then, focus on becoming the best Blader you can be."

The BladeBreakers exchanged determined looks. They knew what they had to do.

Over the next few weeks, the BladeBreakers trained with renewed vigor. They studied Sasha's techniques, analyzed their own weaknesses, and pushed their limits further than ever before. Tyson, especially, was relentless. Every practice session, every battle, was another step toward his ultimate goal.

One afternoon, as the BladeBreakers took a break from training, they found themselves discussing Sasha once more.

"He's a tough one to crack," Max said, wiping sweat from his brow. "But I think we're making progress."

Kai nodded. "We are. But it's not just about training. We need to understand what makes Sasha unbeatable."

"Maybe it's his Bit Beast," Kenny suggested. "Blizzardion's abilities are incredible. We need to find a way to counter its ice attacks."

Tyson listened, a determined look on his face. "We will. We'll figure it out. And when we do, Sasha won't stand a chance."

"That's the spirit," Rei said, smiling. "We've come this far. We can't give up now."

As they continued to strategize, the BladeBreakers knew that their journey was far from over. The road ahead would be challenging, but they were ready to face it together. With their eyes set on Sasha Alexander, they would stop at nothing to prove themselves and reclaim their honor.

In the shadows of the grand Beyblade arena, Sasha Alexander watched the BladeBreakers from a distance. His yellow eye glinted with interest as he observed their determination and drive.

"They've got spirit," he mused to himself. "Maybe there's hope for them after all. Maybe..."

With a small, enigmatic smile, Sasha turned and walked away.