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 at

the duel tournament, fate determines life and death once you enter the arena, he replied after at moment of silence. “No one can intervene, nor do they

their combat skills, prefer to leave their enemies crippled rather than kill them.

a personal

field had obviously gone all

knew the rules; she simply and deliberately

responding directly, Isabelle changed the subject suddenly.

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pupils suddenly contracted upon

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

smile at him.

Their eyes met.

impassive and replied, “For the sake of

bad!” Isabelle said.

stared at her, asking. “When did

was, when had she confirmed his identity?

said, “I forgot to tell you, but I speak Smiozdiya pretty well.”

was indeed the day she met Isaac.

conversation with Isaac. George’s initial guess was correct; Isabelle had approached him to

pretty good idea of Isabelle’s identity, too,

“The odds for the next

looked down

his opponent struck him repeatedly. John lay on the

morale of John’s mercenary group was extremely low.

the mercenary group, to which the black mercenary

of the mercenaries who were just there shouted excitedly at the scene.

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

herself up on the railing and leaped directly

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