Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3538 The Final Match

"Now, let's welcome the next showdown in the Death Arena: the infamous Bloodhand Butcher and the unexpected dark horse, Matteo Larden!"

The new female announcer stood in the center of the massive arena, her voice echoing through the vast space with infectious energy.

"Bloodhand Butcher!"

"Rip Matteo Larden apart, Bloodhand Butcher!"

"Matteo Larden! You can win this!"

Cheers erupted across the fifth floor, though the majority of the crowd shouted Bloodhand Butcher's name.

Despite Matthew's overwhelming victories in his last two matches, most still believed that facing Bloodhand Butcher would result in a brutal death.

Under countless watchful eyes, Matthew stepped onto the arena stage while across from him, a man wearing a steel mask covering half his face appeared.

The moment Bloodhand Butcher laid eyes on Matthew, his lips twisted into a sinister grin-like a predator gazing at helpless prey. His expression betrayed no respect, only the cruel anticipation of tearing apart flesh and bone.

Matthew remained silent. Unlike the previous matches, he no longer intended to exchange blows or prolong the fight. His goal was clear: defeat Bloodhand Butcher as swiftly as possible.

command. And to accomplish that, he

with even eyes. His voice carried cold finality as he spoke. "Step down now, and you live. Stay, and

ripple of shock through the

actually

the hell did he

about to get

a dark glare. By now, the

could only mean one thing: he never ate the

floor, Bloodhand Butcher's grin twisted into a snarl, his anger flaring as both the

heart,

radiated from his body-dense, suffocating, and heavy with the blood of hundreds

breathe under the sheer weight of his presence. But instead of fear, Matthew's

release of Matthew's aura could chill the air and summon visions of blood-soaked battlefields before a person's

the Ghost Mask.

was even

murderous

pupils constricting as the world around