Chapter 71 Attack
The major mercenary groups‘ leaders were all prominent figures in the Melfrey rankings. Being able to become leaders naturally incant they were skilled fighters. Moreover, many of them were former special forces.
If one were to randomly pick one out, all of them would be elites with exceptional combat abilities,
And now, Isabelle was fading a total of thirty–live of them!
This was essentially an elite special forces unit.
Their lineup and momentum alone could strike fear into anyone’s heart.
“Finally, you have decided to come down,” said Isabelle, her expression remaining calm.
Her rivals tried to find a hint of fear or nervousness in Isabelle’s eyes, but there was none, not even a hint of caution.
On the contrary, they realised she was excited.
“Are you sure you want to take on all of us by yourself?”
“Young girl, you can still leave now. No one will laugh at you. Don’t throw your life away for a moment of glory here”
Isabelle replied. Too bad, you won’t have the chance to leave. After suppressing Blackwater for more than a year, it’s time to settle the score.”
“You’ll pay the price for your ignorance.”
“Hmph!” Isabelle sneered, “Don’t forget that it was a young girl like me who had you crawling underfoot and unable to get up a few years ago.”
“She wants to take on thirty–five? Is she crazy?”
“How many did No–Name fight that year? Thirty–three, and the first few, were fought separately. She’s taking on two more than No–Name.”
“Is she trying to break No–Name’s record? Is she not looking to get herself killed?”
“She must have used up a lot of energy earlier. There were so many people, and she gave them one punch each. She should be exhausted after taking thirty–five punches.”
“Taking on thirty–five at once, is it even possible?” Badman looked worried.
White Owl was also anxious.
He had guessed Isabelle would fight more than a few matches, but he never expected her to challenge thirty–five mercenary group leaders simultaneously.
Isabelle’s strength was indeed formidable, but even their former leader had never taken on thirty–five at
once.
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Chapter 21 Attack
White Owl wanted to go down there and stop Isabelle from overextending her abilities.
Dylan said, “Mr. George, aren’t you going to intervene? One against thirty–five, she’s committing suicide.”
He felt Isabelle was being too arrogant and was on a path to self–destruction. Almost everyone at the scene felt the same way.
Taking on thirty–five at once was simply impossible for any individual.
Except for George.
He bent down and gripped his hands on the railing as he gazed below. George said nothing, but his gaze was piercing.
In the arena, the leaders of the mercenary groups surrounded the girl, and they were ready to attack at any
moment.
Although many of them had grudges against each other, they formed a united front with a single goal in
mind.
They knew deeply that winning might not be honourable, but losing….
Before, No–Name had made them a laughingstock and a nightmare. When they saw Isabelle, who resembled No–Name and dared to become the second No–Name and attempted to trample them underfoot, they all shared the same thought. “Tear her apart!”
The hatred they had towards No–Name was palpable!
Their gazes grew increasingly fierce. Their killing intent is becoming more palpable.
Finally, someone made a move.
A person shouted and launched the first attack with unstoppable momentum, his fist carrying a sharp wind as it swung towards the girl.
Isabelle counterattack. With lightning speed, she effortlessly caught the fist and then swiftly broke that
man’s arm.
A sharp scream and a crisp noise echoed in the air.
Simultaneously, she kicked another person who had rushed forward, sending him flying.
Dodging another person’s attack, she followed up with a precise counterattack.
There were no fancy moves. Every punch and kick from Isabelle landed precisely on the opponent’s vital points.
……with
The moves were sharp and swift, a combination of standard special forces combat tactics but with even more lethal force.
The girl stepped on another person’s chest, leveraging her strength to jump into the air and deliver a knee strike directly to the other person’s temple.
The petite figure moved freely among the crowd. Her movements were so fast that they couldn’t keep up.
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