Man With Super Medical Skill novel Chapter 2849

As the sparring continued, Matthew felt increasingly pressured. He was being struck more frequently, and Mortimer's attacks were incredibly precise, causing him to grimace in pain without sustaining internal injuries.

What bothered Matthew the most was that, for some unknown reason, the onlookers began to applaud and cheer. This was utterly repulsive.

"Mr. Larson, well done!"

"You're impressive. It seems we misunderstood you earlier. If you had exerted your full strength, the man in the black robe wouldn't have stood a chance against you."

"Yes, indeed. Mr. Larson has already exchanged dozens of moves with Old Mr. Zedler."

"I think it's been hundreds of moves."

All of them spoke with seriousness, as if they were experienced commentators.

Matthew tried to block out their conversations and focus on the fight. Sweat was constantly dripping from his forehead. He was in pain and running out of energy.

After a few rounds, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist.

"Young man, you're too slow!"

Matthew remembered Old Mr. Bane's words and suddenly felt dizzy, losing control of his body.

Mortimer firmly grasped his wrist, swung him in the air like a hammer, and then forcefully threw him out.

Finally free, Matthew took a moment to catch his breath. As he was about to hit the ground, he twisted his body like a cat, adjusted his posture, and landed steadily on his feet.

However, the immense inertia pushed him back a dozen feet before it was completely counteracted. When he came to a stop, there were two scratches more than a foot long on the ground in front of him. The black granite floor had naturally shattered.