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.

under Shaun's command. And to accomplish that, he needed a display of power so

Butcher's gaze with even eyes. His voice carried cold finality as he spoke. "Step down now,

ripple

actually taunting

did he

watch. That guy's about to get torn apart

his seat, eyes narrowed in a dark glare. By now, the poison should have taken effect.

mean one thing: he never ate

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

tear your heart, liver, and

words left his mouth, a murderous aura radiated from his body-dense, suffocating,

would have collapsed, unable to breathe under the sheer weight of his presence. But instead of fear, Matthew's eyes glinted with amusement. This was his first time seeing

the air and summon visions of blood-soaked battlefields before a person's eyes. And

Mask. With it,

was even

later, Matthew unleashed his murderous aura,

widened, his pupils constricting as the