Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)
Chapter 1976

Through the hole in the wall, one could not only see Matthew inside but also Salazar, who looked as if he had just had the shock of his life.

This sword could easily kill a master.

The crown prince was the most thrilled at that moment.

"Hahaha, I knew it! How could I possibly bring a piece of crap after spending so much energy to move it here? Has your cultivation base healed already?" Compared to the long sword, Salazar was more concerned about Matthew's condition.

If he had been on the receiving end of the sword just now, he would have been killed on the spot.

After feeling his body for a while, Matthew noticed that his hara still felt empty. There didn't seem to be any presence of essential Qi floating inside.

Matthew shook his head in denial. "Nope! I wasn't the one who drew the sword earlier. It seems like it is an aftereffect from the previous owner of the sword."

After saying that, he felt quite disappointed.

"Why don't you try again?" the crown prince suggested.

Matthew nodded in response since he was about to do that. After all, the sword held hope in restoring his hara.

After stabilizing his emotions, he was about to raise the sword again when the sword energy suddenly vanished.

At the same time, his long sword sank, and it suddenly seemed to carry a tonne of weight.

As Matthew was caught off guard, the long sword slipped from the palm of his hands in an instant.

To his surprise, the sword produced a crisp clanging sound when it fell to the ground instead of a heavy thud!

Huh? Was it just an illusion?

Crouching down, Matthew clutched the hilt of the sword again!

When he tried to move his arm, however, the heavy feeling of the sword hit him again.

He couldn't lift it up at all!

Taking a deep breath, Matthew attempted once again.

"Get up!"

Despite his face flushing and the veins on his forehead popping, the long sword remained motionless.

How is this possible? Even though my hara was damaged, and I have completely lost my cultivation base, my physical form of energy after the cultivation of essential Qi is still present. There should be no problem for me to carry the weight of a hundred pounds with one hand.

Even after using up all his might, he couldn't move the sword at all.

Could this sword weigh a thousand pounds?

"Are you sure you can't do it, Matthew?" The crown prince inquired in puzzlement after watching Matthew's struggle.

From the looks of it, the sword merely weighed two to three pounds.

Matthew seemed to be exaggerating about not being able to lift the sword.

Hoo! Matthew heaved a heavy breath and looked at the crown prince helplessly.

"Come on. You try!"

"Sure! Isn't it just a cra—just a long sword?!"

He was about to blurt "a crappy sword", but at the thought of the terrifying blow Matthew sent earlier, the crown prince immediately switched his choice of words.

With a flick of his sleeves, the crown prince crouched down and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

He thought it would be easy to lift it up, but even after using up all his strength, his whole body leaned backward due to the force of the reaction.

He then fell bum-first on the ground.

"Geez! Is this sword embedded in the ground?"

After patting the dust off his bum, the crown prince crouched down beside the long sword and began to study it carefully.

At that moment, he suddenly discovered that the part of the rust connecting the sword body and the hilt was a little loose.

Out of curiosity, he reached out and patted it.

The rust fell off following his movements.

"Hey! There are words here. R-E-A what?! Damn it. It's too blurry! I can't tell what is written on it."

Hearing the crown prince's exclamation, Matthew and Salazar walked over curiously.

"Ancient typeface!" Crouching down, Salazar took a glance and immediately recognized it.

The crown prince looked at Salazar in awe before asking, "You're so cool, Sal! I can't believe you can read ancient typefaces. Hurry up and tell me what these words mean." Unfortunately, Salazar was merely able to recognize them. Requesting him to interpret the meaning was a challenge.

"Uh, I have to look it up. Give me a moment."

With that, he stood up and made a beeline to the room.