Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3347 The Breaking Point

Matthew had not experienced such a thrilling battle in quite some time.

His fighting spirit surged within him, propelling him forward with an intensity that felt almost electric.

He relentlessly pressed the attack against Pontus, forcing him to the brink of his limits. At that moment, Matthew had unleashed only seventy percent of his strength, reserving the rest for a climactic showdown.

He aimed to push Pontus into the advanced grandmaster level, a transformation that would elevate their duel into something truly remarkable.

Beneath Matthew's unyielding assault, Pontus' body gradually turned purple and bruised, a testament to the fierce exchange of blows. Yet, rather than falter, his gaze sharpened, growing ever more intense with determination. The aura emanating from him transformed into something utterly terrifying, a palpable force that promised danger.

"This move is called 'Overlord of the Heavens," Pontus declared, finally focusing all his energy on this singular strike. A powerful surge of energy enveloped his fist, radiating strength and intent. With this punch, he would break through to the advanced grandmaster level. "I shall accept your kindness," he added, his voice steady and resolute. His fist sliced through the curtain of rain, hurtling toward Matthew with relentless speed.

Matthew's face lit up with a grin as he exclaimed, "Now that's the kind of punch that packs a punch!"

Both warriors shared a knowing smile, an acknowledgment of the gravity of their duel. Matthew fully unleashed the twelve techniques of mixed martial arts, abandoning any restraint, and channeling all of his energy into the fight.

only opponent capable of compelling a grandmaster like

of the Heavens" collided with Matthew's final form of the twelve techniques, unleashing a shockwave that cracked the ground beneath them in layers. The earth began to buckle under the weight of their clash, a testament

path. If he could break through this final threshold, he would step into the advanced grandmaster level and yearn

spat out

a hidden poison within him. Forcing himself to draw on this energy only

box of compressed biscuits Glaucus had given him during his retreat flashed in Pontus' mind. He recalled how, for thirty years, he had consumed just one piece

of compressed

tainted with poison-or perhaps the biscuits

onset had been excruciatinglysnets

not been for

the advanced grandmaster level today, he might never have discovered the treachery lurking

speak up, and I will give it to you..." Pontus murmured to himself, grappling with why Glaucus had

if I must die, I will ascend to the advanced grandmaster level!" he vowed. He channeled his qi, disregarding

A sharp