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 sshed some medicinal alcohol onto his hands and smacked them on


    Matthew''s back.


    Another scream escaped Matthew''s lips. Szar 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 imed that he could beat Szar easily and that he had perfect defense the night before, so


    Szar hit him with a bit more power and unleashed the full might of his skill.


    "Can you stop spitting?"


    "Sunflower seeds." Szar spat again.


    "Fine. Carry on."


    Oh, you want to fight? Matthew picked up Bloodreaper, and Szar 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.


    Szar 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 de 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 Szar. As the battle came to


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


    Matthew was threatening to swing his sword once more, Szar 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


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    greeted by a half-naked Matthew. Naturally, she was shocked.


    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''te 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.