Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 69 Teach Him a Lesson

Startled, Dylan prepared to inform his boss about Isabelle’s fall.

Before he could say anything, he witnessed a bizarre scene. “She caught that attack: Dylan muttered in disbelief.

The black man frowned. He didn’t wait to see who had the audacity to stop him; he blasted him with at fierce punch.

Isabelle grabbed the man’s wrist with one hand and stopped his attack. At the same time, she raised her other arm to strike that man’s face.

When he detected her speed, the man quickly dodged backward. He had to withdraw his punch and move “several steps in her direction.

Even though he reacted quickly, the blow still struck his nose. That attack sent a sharp pain through the top of his head and brought tears to his eyes.

The spectators couldn’t quite grasp what had happened; they just saw the man retreating.

Rage twisted the man’s face. His homocidal aura became more menacing.

He looked up at his opponent.

She was a young girl. His expression turned ugly, but then he remembered who she was and sneered.

Isabelle stood up. She glanced at John on the ground and called out, “Little Jack, come down here and help him.”

jumped into the arena and helped

standing with her back to him, and overcame a

turned to the black man after they had left and spoke in

Tournament leaves life and death up to fate, we have a saying in Cheshian that one should know when to stop,” she

from the Blackwater Mercenary Corps.”

how amazing that girl is, but she seems ordinary

returned, but it’s just a knockoff. How can

ring. If they’re that desperate, they should just disband. It’s hilarious,”

have that we don’t? Why don’t

is as attractive as a minx. On top of that, she was skilled. Now there’s another woman who has to show

Him

underestimate her. She’s better than White Owl

do you have trauma because of No–Name? Look at that little girl.

this Cheshian girl is pretty. Take it slow and don’t kill her; I’d

had fallen into a den of

to steal Blackwater’s goods and

and knew firsthand how terrifying she was, realising she was far more formidable than they

gestured to Isabelle below and posed his question.

they needed to get her out

his blood–stained fist to his mouth, licked the

this isn’t your playground. If you don’t want to end up like that trash, go home and drink milk from your

second thought, why should you go home? Come to bed

eyes roamed over Isabelle’s body, licking his lips. His

Take her to bed!” Another mercenary