Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 2069

"Matt, mind if I ask who your master is?" questioned the curious Old Mr. Bane as he warmed up.

Matthew shook his head. "I mainly self-taught Eight Fists and Joint Technique. As for the others, I only have scanty knowledge of them."

He did not belong to any sect, hence the self-taught journey, which made the corner of Old Mr. Bane's eyes twitch. Those two techniques are deadly, though.

"I practiced martial arts ever since I was young. It has been over sixty years. Shall we begin, young lad?"

"I'll be in your care, Old Master Bane."

The conversation ended, and they approached each other at full pelt. Their fists met and left mere shadows in midair. After a few counters, Old Mr. Bane suddenly turned sideways. It happened so quickly that Matthew's punches missed their target. Damn it!

It was too late when he was going into defense mode, for Old Mr. Bane's arm had hewed onto Matthew's wrist like an axe, hitting right at his muscles!

Ouch! Matthew's jaw tightened at that hit.

Meanwhile, Old Mr. Bane withdrew his hand and retreated. He was discontent with Matthew's careful advances. "You don't have to pull your punches, boy. I am old, but my joints are still in their prime."

"Fine. I will excuse courtesy for now and grant your wish, Old Master Bane." Matthew's arms shook as his aura changed.

Only then did Old Mr. Bane nod in satisfaction. "Attaboy! Show me what you got!" He crouched slowly before charging forward. That ferocious air around him morphed him into a wild beast that intimated others with its sheer presence.

Now, though…

Fortunately, Old Mr. Bane had been watching out for Matthew's Eight Fists by keeping Matthew's self-introduction in mind. He let out a smile when Matthew used that skill. He still has a long way to go; he lacks fighting experience.

Subsequently, he dodged Matthew's elbow by turning his body like a shadow. Just as he was about to quell the fight with one final blow, a sharp pain penetrated his chest, and beads of cold sweat trickled his forehead.

At that moment, Matthew noticed something wrong and withdrew his attacks to support Old Mr. Bane.

"I'm alright. I'm alright. Age is always the main cause of one's weakness." Old Mr. Bane sighed. Despite his pale face, he could not hide the tinge of sorrow in his voice.