Wang Shengrong carried the vegetables, hummed a little song and pushed the door in, Wang Zheng threw it over in front of him, which startled Wang Shengrong and almost thought that there was a thief in the house.

waited until Wang Zheng was beaten up before he explained everything to Wang Shengrong like a bamboo tube.

"You said your talent isn't actually a healing reverse, but a healing holy light technique? The effect of the counter-injury is only due to the positive effect of applying the Holy Light postoperative buff to yourself? Healing for others? Wang Shengrong blankly repeated what Wang Zheng had said.

"Yes, Dad, what do you think of this set of rhetoric, anyway, I have never used the Thorn Ability in front of outsiders, I have always opened the hidden mode, and the only time I used it was in my mother's research room.

I just need to say that this was when I had just awakened and couldn't cast the Holy Light Technique, and only activated the passive effect of healing myself.

Wang Zheng struck while the iron was hot and continued, "And I have a new ability, there is no data in the national database, so it's not that what I say is what it is, I can't use the Holy Light Technique in the future, this ability obviously can't be hidden."

Wang Shengrong was a little helpless, "Is it necessary to make it so complicated, Xiao Zheng, you have to believe that your parents can protect you, there is no need to hide it."

"It's easy to dodge with open guns, but it's hard to defend against hidden arrows." Now that the world is so dangerous, I can't put everything on the surface. Dad, you also know that I can quickly absorb aura crystals, and I will definitely go to the front line in the future, you and my mother can't follow me to adventure, right?

And with your physical condition, I don't dare to let you fight, if there is really someone who is not afraid of death, I will be arrested and studied, will I let you fight for your life with others? There's nothing wrong with being careful.

Speaking of this, Wang Zheng paused, "Dad, when you first cast the Holy Light Technique, did you feel that your vitality was replenished?" Does it help your injury?

"It doesn't have much effect, it doesn't seem to be any different from other healing abilities, regeneration is rejuvenating, but you can't keep it for a long time, and it will pass after a while." Wang Shengrong was successfully diverted from the subject.

Wang Zheng nodded, "There will definitely be other ways in the future, and your recovery will be wrapped up in me."

Wang Shengrong smiled and gave Wang Zheng a kick and wiped the corners of his eyes, "Damn, your little rabbit cub's Holy Light Breaking Technique is too dazzling, okay, I don't have to pay too much attention to my injury, I haven't come over for so many years, it's good." Then he turned around and went into the kitchen to get busy.

Wang Zheng naturally took care of his father's face and did not expose him. However, hearing Wang Shengrong say dazzling, Wang Zheng touched his nose and smiled evilly.

......

Boyue Boxing Gym, Wang Zheng vs. Qu Hao.

As soon as Wang Zheng came, he asked Qu Hao to turn on his ability and then practice with himself, Qu Hao didn't take it seriously at first, but only when Wang Zheng was blinded by lard, and he didn't train for a day and swelled.

It wasn't until Wang Zheng almost broke his forearm bone with two punches when he was defending that he realized that Wang Zheng didn't brag, and then turned on his ability, got serious, and regarded Wang Zheng as an opponent of the same level as himself.

Although he didn't know how Wang Zheng could increase his strength so much in one day, it had nothing to do with him, and it was easy to make enemies with the ability to listen to others in this era.

"Brother Hao, it's hurt to be beaten, hahaha, you don't believe it." Wang Zheng was about to take off.

Then he got carried away for a while, and was smashed in the abdomen by Qu Hao, and suddenly stopped talking and concentrated.

Qu Hao is also playing to the fullest, Wang Zheng's strength was not as good as him before, and every time he practiced, he needed to pay attention to the strength, and the fight was not smooth. Now that Wang Zheng's strength has come up, Qu Hao doesn't have to hold back anymore, and uses all his strength to fight against Wang Zheng.

Wang Zheng is also a happy fighter, he has little experience and high physique, and he can be beaten.

Qu Hao has a lot of experience, and his physique is a little lower, but he has opened his ability.

The strength of one 34 and one 31 can be regarded as a chess opponent, will meet a good talent, and the two will fight inseparably.

It scared Ding Yuan on the side enough, thinking that Wang Zheng's progress was too fast, and he himself had practiced with Qu Hao a few times in private, whether it was strength or physical strength, he was not an opponent at all, and he was not a level at all. Qu Hao hadn't even opened his abilities, and he couldn't hurt him at all.

More than a month ago, Wang Zheng was not even his opponent, he had to fight back to win by playing Lai, but now he can suppress Qu Hao to fight, this kid is indeed a genius, and he can't accept it.

Wang Zheng naturally couldn't guess what Ding Yuan was thinking offstage, he was only thinking about how to defeat Qu Hao in his heart now. Although he succeeded in getting Qu Hao to use all his strength, there was no good way to win him for a while, unless he opened the Heart of Thorns to fight a war of attrition.

Qu Hao's ability is to harden the skin, and through the stimulation of the aura, multiple layers of stratum corneum will quickly grow, increasing the thickness of the skin, reducing pain and increasing defense.

The fists of the two slammed into each other again, and there was a "bang" as if the ring was about to collapse, and then the two retreated at the same time, widening the distance.

Wang Zheng put on a defensive posture, panting like a dilapidated blower, he only felt that his throat was hot and painful, beads of sweat kept sliding down his face, and his clothes were all soaked.

Suddenly, Wang Zheng came to his heart and shouted, "Believe in the holy light!" A shot of holy light was aimed at Qu Hao as a hood.

Qu Hao was staring at Wang Zheng intently, and when he heard Wang Zheng shouting, he concentrated on preparing to deal with Wang Zheng's killing move.

But he didn't think that the more careful he was, the more he was obsessed, only to see a pillar of holy white light covering his face, Qu Hao immediately made a decision, just closed his eyes and hands were still in a defensive posture, quickly retreated, and leaned towards the edge of the ring.

Wang Zheng finally created an opportunity, where would he let it go so easily. I saw that his right foot slammed on the ring and made a "bang", but his body went around the left front, and then quickly punched Qu Hao in the face.

Qu Hao's sight has not yet recovered, and when he hears the wind, he has to stretch out his hand to block. I thought that even if I couldn't block it completely, at least I could interfere with Wang Zheng's attack route, even if I was fighting to get a punch, as long as I could open the distance, there would be a fight after the vision was restored.

Unexpectedly, Wang Zheng didn't look at it after punching, a cat waist drilled directly behind Qu Hao, his left hand stretched out from Qu Hao's left shoulder, inserted it into the neck in front of him, and pressed his throat with the inner wrist, and the back of his right hand was facing up, stretching out from Qu Hao's right shoulder and clasping it with his left hand.

Before Qu Hao could struggle, his right leg fell back violently against his knee socket, and then his legs quickly wrapped around Qu Hao's body.

By this time, Qu Hao's vision had recovered, but Wang Zheng's naked strand had also taken shape, and Qu Hao felt that his head was not getting enough oxygen, and he had begun to dizzy, so he could only pat Wang Zheng's arm and admit defeat.

Wang Zheng excitedly let go of Qu Hao, stood up and stretched out his hand to Qu Hao, "I won!"

Qu Hao was speechless for a while, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. In the end, he took Wang Zheng's hand and stood up, thinking only that he was defeated by Wang Zheng with the tricks he taught him, and he could be regarded as a good teacher.

Only Ding Yuan, who witnessed the whole process in the ring, spat disdainfully, and scolded in his heart: "I really don't want to have a face!"

Looking at Wang Zheng's glaring eyes, Ding Yuan hurriedly whistled, pretended to be passing by, and went upstairs slowly.

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