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.

“Is no one going to stop him from killing that man?” George heard her and looked

after at moment of silence.

someone. These mercenaries, who live by their combat skills, prefer

it was a

on the field had obviously gone all out.

she simply and deliberately asked George.

responding directly, Isabelle changed the subject suddenly. She asked, “It’s the

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yours show your

pupils suddenly contracted

the scene below, suddenly

smile at him.

Their eyes met.

and replied, “For the sake

Isabelle said.

“When did you figure

had she confirmed

“I forgot to tell you, but I speak Smiozdiya

the day she met

she heard everything from his conversation with Isaac. George’s initial guess was correct; Isabelle had approached him to find out his identity.

had a pretty good idea of

for the next few matches will

looked down

him repeatedly.

of John’s mercenary

the mercenary group, to which the black mercenary belonged, was cheering and

of the mercenaries who were just there shouted excitedly at the scene. They encouraged John to get up and continue

a few drinks from Mr. Harris these days, and I know the room fees aren’t cheap.

gradually. Without waiting for George’s reaction, she propped herself up on the railing and leaped directly from