Leng Xuan, who was standing beside the window, squinted his eyes. From the beginning of the competition just now, Zheng Jiahua's movements seemed a little sluggish and sluggish, just like ordinary people. However, with the passage of time, his movements became more and more flexible.

   However, this flexibility is only reflected in his speed and reaction, and there is no change in other aspects. Moreover, his moves have no routines at all, and they are no different from those fighting street gangsters. In addition to these, Leng Xuan also noticed that Zheng Jiahua's left hand was placed behind him from beginning to end and was not used. I don't know if it is because of his disdain for Mo Nan, who thinks there is no need to use his hands, or because he has scruples about his left hand. At this moment, Zheng Jiahua's fist hit Mo Nan's abdomen fiercely. After receiving this blow, Mo Nan took four or five steps back, before he could stabilize his heels. Zheng Jiahua's strength was unforgiving, and he rushed towards Mo Nan with a single stride. Seeing this, Mo Nan didn't care about the pain in his body, his legs jumped suddenly, and a troll flipped over from the top of Zheng Jiahua's head.

   Zheng Jiahua turned around immediately, chasing after him. At this moment, Zheng Jiahua turned his back to the office. Through the glass window, Leng Xuan could clearly see Zheng Jiahua's left hand behind his back. I saw his left hand clenched slightly, tightly attached to his waist. Leng Xuan looked at it carefully, and finally found that there was an inconspicuous ring on Zheng Jiahua's left middle finger. The ring was silver, with some strange patterns carved on it, which were unremarkable. However, on the ring, a faint ray of light occasionally flashed, and if you didn't observe it carefully, the naked eye would not be able to detect it. Old Ruan frowned slightly and said, "There seems to be something wrong with the ring." Obviously, he also discovered the strangeness of Zheng Jiahua. Leng Xuan nodded and said, "Elder Ruan, do you think that ring is a spiritual weapon?" Ruan Lao pondered: "It's very possible. That boy surnamed Zheng has no kung fu at all, and what he just showed It is all based on the strength of the body. Therefore, I guess the effect of the ring should be used to enhance the strength of the body." After he finished speaking, he turned his head to Leng Xuan and said, "No wonder you let me You must have noticed this arrangement for such a competition, right?"

Leng Xuan nodded and said, "I've met him a few times before, and I know he doesn't have the skills. However, I heard that he fought more than a dozen enemies by himself last night, so it feels strange, Let Mo Nan help you to test it out." Ruan Lao nodded and said: "It seems that this Zheng Jiahua should have an affair with our fellows." Since Ruan Mingyue and the others were all present, it was not convenient for him to say what the cultivators were. call. Leng Xuan smiled and said: "Elder Ruan, since you have already figured it out, shouldn't you come forward?" Elder Ruan nodded slowly: "That's right, although the two are still tied at the moment, but if it goes on like this, Mo Nan There is no doubt that I will lose. Well, my old man will sell his old face." After speaking, he greeted Ruan Mingyue and walked out of the office.

When    came to the training ground, Ruan Lao said: "Okay, let's stop." Hearing his words, Mo Nan and Zheng Jiahua took two steps back at the same time. Ruan Lao smiled and said: "The two of you are mainly to exchange martial arts, so it's good to stop when you click, there is no need to distinguish the winner." Mo Nan knew that Ruan Lao was going down the steps for himself, and immediately smiled and said: "Student Zheng's kung fu is really amazing. I admire it very much. If there is a chance in the future, I hope to communicate more and make progress with each other."