Chapter 1287

Matthew quickly readied himself for a fight, fixing his wary gaze on Cormac while staying on guard. Cormac kept closing in. "How do you prefer to die? You get to pick one. Do you want to have your neck snapped like Cassius, or get your head smashed in one punch—" But before he could finish his sentence, a leg slammed down from above him. Cormac couldn't react fast enough when the sole of a shoe came at him, and his vision went dark. With a thud, the shoe landed right on his face. It felt like someone blindsided him with a punch, and he hit the ground hard. Matthew slowly pulled his leg back and walked over. "I expected more from you. I only did a roadhouse kick. There are two hits in the attack, and you couldn't even dodge the first one." When he performed the roundhouse kick, he'd raise his leg above his head and bring it down hard. The first strike would smack the target right in the face. If the target dodged it, he'd follow up with another kick to the target's chest. Most p