Niu knew there was something mystical about Bi's eyes, so he took another look at how Zhang San was walking. Indeed, ever since he returned, Zhang San had not taken any large steps, it was always small ones, with frequent stops.
On the surface, he seemed to be joking and laughing with everyone, but in reality, he was probably still injured and pretending to be fine.
"However, I didn't expect Zhang San to be able to repel Yang Huanshui,"
"Didn't he borrow your power? Didn't you know?"
"What my power? I didn't move just now!"
"But when you kicked out that leg just now, although you used Blade Intent, your power appeared along with it. I saw it, it was definitely your power, no mistake."
Niu shook his head repeatedly, whispering, "Impossible, I wouldn't lend Zhang San power without knowing it."
At that moment, Niu and Bi both reassessed Zhang San and vaguely sensed something odd.