"Brother, this sword weighs 2400 catties. Does it feel good in your hands?"
After manipulating it, the man placed the sword on a nearby scale displaying clearly 2400 catties. He then controlled the sword again using his ability and handed it to Li Ming, speaking with a smile.
"I should be fine, about the mutant beast meat you mentioned, follow me. I didn't bring it with me."
Li Ming laughed and nodded. He reached out and grasped the long sword. It felt heavy in his hand. He tested it by swinging it around - it required some effort but he didn't regret it at all. In fact, a smile appeared on his face.
The effort was good, for when he breaks through with other skills in the future and his strength increases, it won't feel too light!
"Of course, wait, there is still a piece, let's first practise the needle with this piece of iron."
