Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)

Chapter 2031

Matthew woke up late at night, feeling refreshed. He moved around and took a whiff, but the stench he

smelled almost made him puke. "Ugh." He went into the bathroom right away and scrubbed himself at

least four times to clear out the smell.

The remaining pills were a lot gentler on the body. Once he was done with them, he felt the sword

energy in his hara getting stronger and stronger. And then, around him, the air itself was filled with a

hint of solemnity. Even Bloodreaper started trembling, congratulating Matthew on his returned strength.

It seemed like it was glad that Matthew was not weak anymore.

The flow of power did not escape Salazar. He awoke from his sleep and darted to the lounge. "You're

healed," Salazar said in shock when he saw the power flowing around Matthew.

"Yeah. I got all my power back, and then some."

The hidden sects' members' pills were truly treasures. In just a few hours, Matthew gained back all his

power and then some, all thanks to them. Most importantly, after taking all those pills, he could feel his

talent for martial arts growing at an exponential rate.

Noticing the look of surprise in Salazar's eyes, Matthew asked, "Want to spar?"

Salazar didn't refuse. He opened the door to the backyard and leaped onto the wall that was 3 feet tall,

and then he disappeared into the darkness. Matthew followed him closely, leaping across trees. A few

jumps later, they reached the mountains behind Renew.

"Let's throw some punches first and save the weapons for later."

He could feel the power from Bloodreaper. If he tried to unleash the sword skill he used back in the

illusion, it might destroy everything in his path, so he wanted to see how much power he had bare-

handed first.

Once Salazar got into position, Matthew launched his attack. He darted over to Salazar and hurled a

fist ahead. Salazar hurled a fist as well, and a dull thud echoed through the air. They backed off right

away, and Salazar swung his hand in surprise. That punch just now was about two-thirds of Salazar's

full strength because he didn't want to hurt Matthew. However, the pain coming from his fist told him This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

that he had underestimated the lad.

"Don't hold back, Salazar. Give it your best shot. I want to know how powerful I am now. Don't worry

about me. As long as I'm still alive, they're going to heal me."

Oh. The contestants. Yeah, they will. Salazar nodded. "Be careful, then. I won't be responsible if you

got hurt and couldn't perform at the competition," he joked.

Matthew joked back, "It's alright. I have enough medicine in my room to treat both internal and external

injuries anyway. Come at me."

Showoff. "I'm coming!" Salazar roared. This time, he didn't hold back. The fighters charged into battle,

the silvery light of the moon shining upon them. Shadows of fists flew around the air, crashing into one

another.

Since Matthew was still trying to gauge his newfound strength, he blocked one punch too slowly,

causing Salazar to panic. His fist was already inches away from Matthew's shoulder, and despite his

best efforts at holding back, he still sent Matthew flying into the distance.

However, just before he hit the tree behind him, Matthew held the trunk with one hand and steadied

himself. Then, with the trunk as a stepping stone, he launched himself at Salazar again.

"I'm as sturdy as a boulder, Salazar. It ain't that easy to hurt me."

The battle raged on.