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.

spoke up, “Is no one going to

you enter the arena, he replied after at moment of silence. “No one

by their combat skills, prefer to

it was a personal

black mercenary on the field had obviously gone all

simply and deliberately

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

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show

suddenly contracted upon hearing

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

smile at him.

Their eyes met.

“For the sake

Isabelle said.

stared at her, asking. “When did you

was, when had she confirmed his

forgot to tell you, but I speak

indeed the day she met

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

idea of Isabelle’s identity,

odds for the next few

she looked down

him repeatedly. John lay on the

mercenary group was extremely low.

which the black

who were just there shouted excitedly at the scene. They encouraged John to get

drinks from Mr. Harris these days, and I know the room fees aren’t cheap. I know you have lots of money, but I’m not used to owing people favors. Mr.

waiting for George’s reaction, she propped herself up on the railing and