Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 2032

When dawn came, Paintaker was summoned to Matthew's room for a medical massage. "Ow, ow, ow. Slow down. You're killing me."

"Mr. Larson, you know that this is inevitable if you want to heal. If you don't clear these bruises, they're going to affect you." The monk splashed some medicinal alcohol onto his hands and smacked them on Matthew's back.

Another scream escaped Matthew's lips. Salazar was munching on his sunflower seeds, staring at him in interest. Then, he spat. "You call that iron defense? Paper defense, more like." And he spat again. Matthew claimed that he could beat Salazar easily and that he had perfect defense the night before, so Salazar hit him with a bit more power and unleashed the full might of his skill.

"Can you stop spitting?"

"Sunflower seeds." Salazar spat again.

"Fine. Carry on."

Matthew picked up Bloodreaper, and Salazar

was just joking, jeez. Have a sense of humor." He dusted his hands off

without weapons, but he was delighted to see Matthew unsheathe Bloodreaper. The moment Matthew filled it with his sword energy, the blade shook off its rust

take that kind of hit, let alone Salazar. As the battle came to an end, a bruised Matthew chased Salazar all

saw him off, a smug smile curling his lips, and then he

his room. A scream could be heard

her to the courtyard. The other contestants then pointed her in the direction of Matthew's abode, and she went straight in only to be

Matthew, so she opened a tiny crack between her fingers and stole another look.

the pervert, woman. You saw

enough massage. Matthew stopped Paintaker. "That's enough. Thanks for the help, Paintaker, sir. Feels a lot better now." He stretched his arms. He felt a sharp pain shoot up his