Chapter 563_1

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Summer night, the sea, the bright moon.

The waves are rolling, the roar of the surf is resounding.

Underneath a fast-advancing helicopter, two people are each hanging from a landing gear, swinging their daggers, opening a fight to the death.

This is a contest of strength and experience, as well as courage and endurance.

Yves King's tactics have always been bold and unorthodox, striking unpredictability with straightforwardness. But Isbella, her moves are ingenious, ruthless, each attack aiming for mortal zones.

Moreover, she weighs no more than a hundred pounds, so fighting while suspended high in the sky makes her look petite and agile. Just with single hand, she is able to make all kinds of incredible acrobatic moves.

Just like an acrobat, swinging on the rope and the landing gear, flipping up and down. After a mid-air somersault, her barefoot, after her high heels had fallen into the sea, fiercely aims at his chest.