Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)
Chapter 2074 Old Mr. Bane's Demonstration

In the afternoon, Old Mr. Bane was demonstrating the Bane's mixed martial art on the lawn. His fists punched through the air, causing the invisible particles to whir. His kicks were equally impressive, for one could hear the whip from his every kick.

Meanwhile, Matthew lost himself in Old Mr. Bane's course of moves.

"How's that? Now, you know the moves." Old Mr. Bane approached Matthew. Although he was drenched in sweat, it had been a long time since he could practice to his heart's content.

Matthew nodded solemnly because it was not until then that he realized Old Mr. Bane's true capability. That demonstration alone was enough to cripple someone. "You're amazing, Old Master Bane." Old Mr. Bane broke into a prideful smile. "It's all thanks to you that my skills have improved after the treatment." Not only was he feeling light and energetic, but he also had a breakthrough in mixed martial arts, which he had stopped practicing for a long time.

"You're flattering me, Old Master Bane. You are a martial art expert. The internal injuries were the only drawbacks of your long years of dedication. Since you've completely recovered from them, it's a matter of time before you have a breakthrough. I can't hog the credits."

"And that is only possible because you treated me. Let's put the courtesy aside and have a duel. That way, I can explain the details of our mixed martial arts."

Again?

Yesterday, Old Mr. Bane's illness recurred during the sparring and caught Matthew off-guard. His main concern was that Old Mr. Bane might get injured when he had not fully recovered. It would be draining for a newly recovered body to handle that much damage.

"Matt, oh, Matt. You're perfect, except for that hesitant character of yours. Look at me. I have a breakthrough, so are you gonna keep underestimating me now?"

Fine!

The helplessness felt like a deja vu. Under Old Mr. Bane's persistence, Matthew had no choice but to accept the challenge. However, it was not sparring this time but rather a practice for him to apply what he learned about the twelve techniques of mixed martial arts. Acting as the mentor, Old Mr. Bane prompted moves from Matthew and pointed out his weaknesses.

"Mixed martial arts focus on versatility, but you need sufficient power whenever you make a move. Like this." Old Mr. Bane placed his hand on Matthew's chest.

"Ha!" A horrifying strength surged through Old Mr. Bane's slender arm, and Matthew's face fell as a vigorous efflux hit his chest.

The next thing he knew, he flew ten feet from where he stood. It took him ten steps of retreating before he could stabilize his stance. He lowered his head, looking at his chest in disbelief. Is this his true power? I guess he's controlling most of his strength since it's a demonstration. I could've suffered from casualty from that one single hit!

Old Mr. Bane withdrew his hands to his back with solemnity. "Do you get it now?"

Matthew shut his eyes reflexively, trying to relive the moment Old Mr. Bane placed his hand against his chest.

The relaxed Old Mr. Bane let the young man be and returned to his seat to hydrate himself with tea.

"It's raining, Old Master Bane." Albert requested someone to bring over a coat. Before Old Mr. Bane could refuse the offer, Albert took out his notebook and added, "You've just recovered, and Mr. Larson advised you must not catch a cold."

No one could dissuade a persistent man, so Old Mr. Bane thought he might as well listen to Albert.