Ruan Lao nodded and said, "Okay, you can continue, I will go to the office with Mingyue to sit down."

  Leng Xuan was standing in the office, and he had already seen Ruan Lao and Ruan Mingyue through the window. When they entered the office, Leng Xuan, Ling Xuejiu and Li Mengjie stood up to greet them. Ruan Mingyue nodded to Leng Xuan with a smile, and Leng Xuan just responded with a smile.

At this time, Ruan Lao smiled and said: "Leng Xuan, I knew your kid would definitely come." Leng Xuan smiled and said: "Ruan Lao, why are you interested in watching them compete?" Ruan Lao stroked his beard and said, "You He specially greeted me and asked me to arrange this competition. Of course I want to see what's going on here. Boy, are you not going to reveal it?" Leng Xuan shook his head and said, "Elder Ruan, you should take a serious look at the competition. Maybe something will be discovered.”

   At this time, Zheng Jiahua and Mo Nan went to the training ground after being polite. Zheng Jiahua carried it on his back with one hand and only stretched out one hand, palm facing up, with his fingertips facing Mo Nan. In layman's eyes, this hand pose may look very handsome, and it has a kind of unfathomable feeling. But in the eyes of Leng Xuan and others, it is full of flaws. If it is a real master, the spirit, energy and spirit will be integrated into one, and an invisible 'potential' will be formed. However, Zheng Jiahua couldn't even control his simple breathing. Ruan Lao frowned slightly and said, "Leng Xuan, are you sure he will be Mo Nan's opponent?" Leng Xuan shrugged and said, "If I knew the result, I would not have arranged this competition." After that, only Mo Nan was seen. Sweeping Tang's legs, he kicked Zheng Jiahua fiercely from the side. Zheng Jiahua stood on the spot without dodging or dodging, but just stretched out his hand and blocked the opponent's attack with his elbow. Seeing that a single blow could not be done, Mo Nan turned around, bullied himself up, and swung his steel fist towards Zheng Jiahua's chest.

   However, Zheng Jiahua remained motionless and let Mo Nan's attack fall on his body. Moreover, on his face, he always maintained a faint smile. After one blow, Mo Nan saw that his attack did not cause any damage to Zheng Jiahua, so he could not help frowning, and took two steps back. Zheng Jiahua raised his hand and straightened the collar on his chest, smiled and said, "President Mo, you can continue." Although he said it politely, there was a hint of contempt in his words. The teachers and students of the American National Team couldn't help applauding and cheering when they saw that Zheng Jiahua was in the upper hand. At this moment, Old Ruan's expression gradually became serious, and he said solemnly: "What the **** is going on with that kid?" Leng Xuan shook his head. It can be seen from Mo Nan's attack just now that Zheng Jiahua's body is not only powerful Powerful and extremely resistant. Even after eating Mo Nan's two attacks, it turned out to be nothing.

   At this moment, Mo Nan turned his eyes and said, "Student Zheng, let me experience your strength next." After speaking, he stood still and quietly waited for Zheng Jiahua's attack. Zheng Jiahua was slightly startled, then nodded and said, "Okay, President Mo, you have to be careful." After that, he moved his feet, took two steps forward, waved his fist, and hit Mo Nan's chest. Mo Nan leaned slightly to the side, took Zheng Jiahua's fist behind him with his left hand, and made a fist with his right hand, and quickly attacked, hitting Zheng Jiahua's abdomen fiercely. However, Zheng Jiahua was indifferent to his attack. Instead, he waved his fist and counterattacked towards his chest one after another. Not only that, his punching speed gradually became faster, and from time to time he could hear the whirring of the fist wind.