Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)

Chapter 2130 Registration Method

Following the queue, Matthew and his companions passed through a passage that was ten meters

wide and twenty meters high.

At this moment, they were stunned by the scene that spread out before them.

Hundreds of competition platforms had been set up inside the spacious stadium, and some people

were already having friendly matches on the competition platforms.

A large group of people were standing below the platforms to watch these matches, either out of pure

curiosity or to observe the strength of their competition.

On the other side, long lines stretched out from hundreds of registration points.

The scene was very lively indeed.

"Come on, Easton. Why don't we have a little warm-up exercise on the competition platform?"

Thanks to the surrounding atmosphere, Roland immediately became excited.

He immediately wanted to drag Easton toward the platform for some training.

However, Easton knew that he was no match for him. So, he hurriedly shook his head in refusal.

"No, no. I'll only be abused if I step onto the platform. I'm not going."

Roland was forced to give up on Easton at his resolute attitude. Then, he turned his attention to the

others.

Salazar was too powerful; he could not win, so he immediately abandoned the idea.

Matthew… He did not dare to challenge, so he also abandoned the idea.

In the end, Shawn was the only suitable candidate.

Whenever they practiced with each other, their strengths were generally well-matched. Therefore, now

was a good time for them to enjoy a good experience on the competition platform.

Before Roland could speak, Shawn took the initiative to refuse.

"Don't. I'm not that stupid. If I compete with you now, won't my skills be completely exposed? Get lost."

He was different from Roland and Easton after all. Those two were here only to join in the fun.

On the other hand, he was here for the opportunity to obtain a decent ranking. Otherwise, his mother

would surely punish him severely when he returned to the South.

Roland smacked his lips in frustration and could only sulk as he followed Matthew to the registration

point.

The registration method was very simple. They only needed to swing their fist at the dynamometer. If

their strength complied with the standards, then they could register their identity and obtain an entry

number.

Matthew and his companions queued and waited for nearly half an hour before they finally reached

their turns.

As the weakest among the four, Easton was naturally pushed to the front so that he could demonstrate

for the rest of them.

Hence, the pitiful Easton was forced to step forward bitterly.

With a soft shout, he punched out with all his might.

The numbers on the display of the dynamometer began to climb wildly until they finally came to a stop

at '1,259 pounds'.

The punch of an ordinary person would weigh in at approximately 110 pounds, and the condition for

registration was 440 pounds.

After Easton finished registering his information, Roland stepped forward. He did not forget to make a

scathing remark as he walked forward.

"Tsk. Tsk. Tsk… Why are you so weak, Easton?"

He straightened out his clothes. Then, he slowly crouched low and unleashed the Spinebreaker!

Bam! Following a loud explosion, the entire dynamometer trembled slightly from the impact.

The final number displayed was '1,888 pounds'.

Once he saw the result, he scratched his nose in satisfaction and cast a provocative look at Shawn. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

"Yeah!"

Shawm, refusing to admit defeat, immediately stepped forward in response.

He was just about to challenge Roland's result when Matthew abruptly tugged at him warningly.

"It is not the time to expose your strength."

The result was a mere '682 pounds'.

Naturally, Roland's mocking laughter followed soon after.

Shawn simply smiled dismissively and thought to himself, Just wait until we return to Renew

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When the other three finished the test and successfully registered their names, Matthew finally stepped

forward.

The result was frighteningly low—he only achieved '586 pounds', which was a number at the bottom.

When Easton and Roland saw the result, they were extremely disappointed.

They had planned to see the precise power Matthew could exert in a single punch, but he was

evidently hiding his strength.

Matthew was about to fill in his information for the registration when several strangers walked over.