Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 68 Provoke

At this moment.

A mercenary went down amid the crowd’s cheers.

“It’s John.” Jack glanced at the blonde, blue–eyed Caucasian man who was about to face the challenge. He exclaimed in surprise. “Is he crazy?”

Jack grabbed the railing and said agitatedly, “He’s not a match with that guy. He’s going to get himself

killed.”

White Owl and his companions appeared to be worried.

John used to be a member of the Blackwater Mercenary Corps, but for various reasons, he left Blackwater and joined another mercenary group,

The two men were the centre of attention.

John was cautious. He dared not attack recklessly but stayed on guard.

The black mercenary looked down on his opponent. He suddenly launched an attack, his fist smashing into John’s face. The speed was astonishingly rapid. John narrowly dodged, but unexpectedly fell for a trick and took a heavy blow to the abdomen.

The disparity in strength between the two was obvious. The black mercenary’s fists rained down relentlessly, overwhelming John, who couldn’t defend himself.

Punch after punch, each landed squarely on his body. They could hear the sound of bones breaking.

The black mercenary was ruthless, aiming all his punches at the man’s face. John took several punches. His. once handsome face was now completely disfigured and covered in blood.

The mercenary group the black mercenary belonged to had a very bad reputation. He had just taunted. everyone, and this scene left many people indignant.

“Damn it!” Jack gripped the railing tightly. His veins bulged on the back of his hands.

railing, watching the scene below. She suddenly spoke up, “Is no one going to stop

replied after at moment of silence. “No one can intervene, nor do they need

up killing someone. These mercenaries, who live by their combat skills,

it was a

the field

the rules; she simply and

the subject suddenly. She asked, “It’s

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yours show

contracted upon

had been watching the scene below, suddenly looked over her shoulder and let out a

smile at him.

Their eyes met.

impassive and replied, “For the sake of fairness, we shouldn’t

bad!” Isabelle said.

stared at her, asking. “When

had she confirmed

forgot to tell you,

was indeed the day

Isaac. George’s initial guess was correct; Isabelle had

had a pretty good idea of Isabelle’s

said. “The odds for

that, she looked

struck him repeatedly. John

morale of John’s mercenary group was extremely

the black mercenary belonged, was cheering and

excitedly at the scene. They encouraged John to get up and continue

aren’t cheap. I know you have lots of money,

words sped up gradually. Without waiting for George’s reaction, she propped herself