Man With Super Medical Skill novel Chapter 2673

"Your Eight Fists still need more practice, and your talent is lacking," Matthew taunted with a hint of mockery on his face. Of course, this wasn't because he was talkative; he was just fighting fire with fire. When Rocco sparred with Shawn, the former was quite talkative.

Of course, Rocco did have extraordinary skills overall, but in the context of Eight Fists, Matthew had pushed his abilities to the extreme. However, Rocco was too complacent to begin with, and combined with Matthew's taunting, the whole battle left Rocco in complete disarray, significantly weakening him by the end.

Rocco's face flushed crimson with anger at this point. Within his martial sect, his Eight Fists were far superior to his fellow disciples. Now, being mocked by Matthew was infuriating.

Burning with rage, he pushed his body to its limits, his Eight Fists erupting with ferocity, almost as if he didn't care about his own well-being. Meanwhile, Matthew continued to stand casually with one hand, effortlessly parrying the relentless onslaught.

In this world, what went around came around. Rocco had previously dominated Shawn, but now he was being dominated by Matthew. After hundreds of rounds, Rocco was drenched in sweat. Still, he couldn't lay a finger on Matthew.

"This is not how you throw a punch!" Matthew mocked, taking advantage of an opening in his opponent's attack to move in. Rocco's wavering focus allowed Matthew to execute a precise Eight Fists, Shoulder Strike.

Rocco's expression changed, and he quickly pulled his arms up to protect his chest. A distinct cracking sound echoed as his arms were overwhelmed. Rocco was sent flying once more, and this time, it was much more intense. After creating a concave dent in the meeting room's wall, he finally came to a halt in his flight.

"You're too weak!" Matthew clapped his hands and sneered before returning to his seat. "Come on, Shawn, you're seriously lacking, getting beaten up by someone like him. You've really embarrassed me."

Shawn rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath, "Are you hearing yourself? It's because you're formidable, alright? Seriously, though, how do you even train? How can you improve your strength with breakneck speed?!"

After regaining his composure, Rocco was both shocked and furious. He realized he had fallen into Matthew's trap. If it weren't for his anger clouding his judgment, he wouldn't have ended up in such a wretched state.

"What are you standing there for? Go check if Mr. Rocco is okay," Enzo scolded sternly.