At this time, Chen Yu looked at Leon with great confusion and said suspiciously: "Leon, are you sure she is an eighth-level fighting master?"
"Yes, the scene at that time and the shock wave caused by that roar all show that she is an eighth-level fighting master!" Leon said with certainty.
Thinking of the situation at that time, Leon still has lingering fears. As for why they survived such a strong shock wave, he certainly didn't think that his fighting spirit mask could block it.
He put this reason on Yan Yan's head, thinking that she happened to be unconscious and removed the shock wave when she was in crisis.
"But, I tried to check just now, and she doesn't have fighting spirit." Chen Yu frowned and said with certainty.
"What?"
"Yes! In her current situation, she is just like a person who has never learned fighting spirit! To put it simply, she is an ordinary person."
Listening to Chen Yu's words, Leon couldn't help but grab Yan Yan's hand, but was violently thrown away.
Yan Yan's expression gradually darkened, and he looked at Leon with cold eyes, expressing his dissatisfaction and vigilance towards his actions.
Her mind was now a mass of mush, almost blank except for a name.
An extremely irritable mood emerged in her heart, as if she had forgotten something very important.
What is it? What is it?
"Ah!" Yan Yan fell into a severe headache again, which made Leon startled, but he thought that his abrupt behavior had irritated her.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Leon apologized awkwardly, but he was confused in his heart. At that moment of contact, he had already learned that Yan Yan's situation was indeed as Chen Yu said, that he had no fighting spirit at all.
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However, he firmly believed that Yan Yan at that time really had the strength of an eighth-level fighting master.
Could this be related to her loss of memory?
"Leon, Uncle Bill is here." Milaire shouted, and then he walked in with a middle-aged man with a beard, a big belly, and a big white coat.
"Uncle Bill, show her quickly, she seems to be in pain." Leon said anxiously.
"Don't worry, let me take a look." Uncle Bill said calmly, then waved his hand, and a light blue light curtain enveloped Yan Yan.
As the light blue light curtain enveloped him, Yan Yan felt that his body became more comfortable, and the pain in his head also eased a lot.
Immediately, she couldn't help but look at this strange middle-aged uncle with gratitude.
Uncle Bill didn't say much, and he moved his other hand, and some light blue ripples began to spread, crossing Yan Yan's body in circles.
"Her condition is normal. However, her brain seems to be imprisoned by an inexplicable force, causing her memory to be lost." Uncle Bill said doubtfully as he examined the light blue ripples.
"Uncle Bill, are you saying that her memory has been imprisoned?" Leon asked eagerly.
"Yes."
"Then there is no fighting spirit in her body. Could it be caused by this reason?" This is the question that Leon is most concerned about.
Uncle Bill pondered for a moment, and then said without denying: "Perhaps, it is possible. However, she does not seem to be a person with fighting spirit."
After all, Yan Yan's body is extremely delicate and she looks like a weak woman, not like a person who has practiced Dou Qi at all.
As for Leon, he didn't care so much. He had seen Yan Yan display his power with his own eyes, so he believed in the explanation that Yan Yan lost his memory and also lost his power.
"Uncle Bill, can you unlock this restriction?" Leon asked anxiously.
"No, the intensity of this confinement is beyond my ability!" Uncle Bill shook his head and said with certainty.
After listening to Uncle Bill's words, Leon was not depressed. Instead, he said firmly: "Don't worry, I will definitely help you restore your memory, and then I will become your teacher!".
Mi Lair and Chen Yu looked at each other, but smiled helplessly.