Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 3347

Matthew had not experienced such a thrilling battle in quite some time.

His fighting spirit surged within him, propelling him forward with an intensity that felt almost electric.

He relentlessly pressed the attack against Pontus, forcing him to the brink of his limits. At that moment, Matthew had unleashed only seventy percent of his strength, reserving the rest for a climactic showdown.

He aimed to push Pontus into the advanced grandmaster level, a transformation that would elevate their duel into something truly remarkable.

Beneath Matthew's unyielding assault, Pontus' body gradually turned purple and bruised, a testament to the fierce exchange of blows. Yet, rather than falter, his gaze sharpened, growing ever more intense with determination. The aura emanating from him transformed into something utterly terrifying, a palpable force that promised danger.

"This move is called 'Overlord of the Heavens,'" Pontus declared, finally focusing all his energy on this singular strike. A powerful surge of energy enveloped his fist, radiating strength and intent. With this punch, he would break through to the advanced grandmaster level.

"I shall accept your kindness," he added, his voice steady and resolute. His fist sliced through the curtain of rain, hurtling toward Matthew with relentless speed.

Matthew's face lit up with a grin as he exclaimed, "Now that's the kind of punch that packs a punch!"

Both warriors shared a knowing smile, an acknowledgment of the gravity of their duel. Matthew fully unleashed the twelve techniques of mixed martial arts, abandoning any restraint, and channeling all of his energy into the fight.

In this moment, Pontus stood as the only opponent capable of compelling a grandmaster like Matthew to truly open his eyes to the depths of combat.

In the next moment, Pontus' expression shifted to one of fervent determination. "Today, even if I must die, I will ascend to the advanced grandmaster level!" he vowed. He channeled his qi, disregarding the poison, fusing all his strength to surge around the Great Circulation.

Crack! A sharp sound resonated from within him, and the chain that had bound him for decades shattered. A tempestuous surge of energy erupted from Pontus, powerful as a storm, washing over him in a wave of exhilaration. "So, this is what it means to be a grandmaster…" he mused, lightly clenching his fist as he savored the newfound strength coursing through his body.

With a fierce glint in his eyes, he charged at Matthew, who met his gaze with a fire ignited within him. They battled fiercely, their momentum creating winds strong enough to crack the earth beneath them.

Half an hour later, Pontus came to a halt. His body could no longer suppress the effects of the poison, and despite the determination blazing in his eyes, he could only embrace the bitter taste of regret.

"I never said you could die," Matthew replied, his voice steady yet laced with an unspoken understanding of their shared struggle.