The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 410

Noticing Matthew had no room left to back away, Carmelo's eyes grew more menacing. He yelled, "Go to hell!"

Carmelo accelerated his footsteps once more. Matthew was moving back quickly when he suddenly leaned back as if he was about to slam his head into the wall behind him.

Right when his head was about 24 inches away from the wall, Matthew quickly extended both hands and pushed against the well. He kept his balance with his left foot on the ground and raised his right knee. Carmelo gaped in shock as he swung his blade above Matthew, missing the mark completely.

The worst part was that Carmelo was moving so fast that his chest slammed right into Matthew's knee. He tried to stop, but he couldn't.

The sound of his rib breaking rang out. Matthew's knee sank deep into Carmelo's chest.

Carmelo seemed to have lost all his strength as he dropped to the floor. Blood started seeping out of his chest. He clenched his teeth and stared at Matthew, his eyes wide open.

"How can this be? I've mastered Eastorian techniques in persuasion and assassination, honing them to perfection. I put everything I had for the surprise attack. How did you manage to get away?"

his pants were smeared in blood. He then looked at Carmelo, who was lying on

attacks are nothing but a joke against true power. Your persuasion and assassination techniques are laughable. Don't think too highly

ability to tap into his

Carmelo's aging eyes. "I've mastered the secret technique, so I'm supposed to return home in triumph..."

a tinge of

wanted to ask about Red Wolves and gather information about Eastoria. Rescuing Nelson had always been in his mind What a

at Haley. She was scared out of her wits and retreated a few steps after meeting his stare. She frantically pleaded, "I'm begging you. Please don't

he closed in on Haley. "Tell me about Red

Wolves? Haley looked

I certainly don't know what it is. I was studying abroad

he made me do att kinds

dispirited. "Fine then. Just tell me who