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.

up, “Is no one going to stop him from killing that

arena, he replied after at moment

These mercenaries, who live by their combat skills, prefer to leave

was a personal vendetta

mercenary on the field had obviously

knew the rules; she simply and deliberately asked

the subject suddenly. She asked, “It’s the last day.

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pupils suddenly contracted upon hearing this.

below, suddenly looked over her shoulder and let

smile at him.

Their eyes met.

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

bad!” Isabelle

stared at her, asking. “When

actual question was, when had she confirmed his identity?

tell you, but I speak

was indeed the day

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

a pretty good idea

odds for the next few

that, she looked down

opponent struck him repeatedly. John lay

of John’s mercenary

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

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

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.

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