Man With Super Medical Skill (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."

Oh, you want to fight? Matthew picked up Bloodreaper, and Salazar tossed his sunflower seeds away

at once.

"I was just joking, jeez. Have a sense of humor." He dusted his hands off and fled to his room.

Salazar could beat him if they were both fighting 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 and gleamed like the fang of a menacing beast. One swing of the sword was all it took to

slice a human-sized boulder in two.

Not even an advanced grandmaster could take that kind of hit, let alone Salazar. As the battle came to

an end, a bruised Matthew chased Salazar all over the battlefield, trying to cut him up. Now that

Matthew was threatening to swing his sword once more, Salazar ran back to his room.

Matthew saw him off, a smug smile curling his lips, and then he winced in pain.

Just then, someone entered his room. A scream could be heard the next second. "You pervert!"

She was none other than Roxanne. The hidden sect's member had led 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

greeted by a half-naked Matthew. Naturally, she was shocked. NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Roxanne closed her eyes, but for some reason, she started imagining a naked Matthew, so she

opened a tiny crack between her fingers and stole another look. Ooh, look at those muscles. Then she

ran away while blushing.

"You're the pervert, woman. You saw me naked. I'm the victim here."

Alright, that's 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 body, but

at least he was feeling much better now.

"Is that a tease I sense, Mr. Larson?"

"Oh no. You're skillful enough to open up a massage parlor for the sick and injured. I bet it'd be a hit,"

Matthew joked.

Matthew changed into his clothes and left his room. Roxanne didn't come for nothing.

When he came to the courtyard, he noticed the hidden sect members looking at the pavilion while

smiling. Within the pavilion sat one Roxanne Bane, and she stood up the moment she saw Matthew.

"Thank you, Dr. Larson. You've cured me of a longtime condition. I wish to treat you to a meal." She

then handed an invitation letter to Matthew.