Chen Youlong's steel martial artist is not so much a robot as a shrunken chariot. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The exterior of the site is thick, even the axle is tightly wrapped in dense metal material, and the action module is set on both sides of the body, and it is two cylindrical, retractable metal rods.

Black and thick, it is connected by the traction of the mechanism, and when activated, the two rods can be instantly bounced out, forming a certain impact force and hitting the enemy body.

Ideally, use that punch to knock your opponent over.

Of course, this is just an ideal situation, because when Chen Youlong excitedly took his steel martial artist and played against Lin Tingting's Seraph, his face was not very good-looking.

At the speed of 80 ejections per minute, the steel martial artist slammed the metal rod into the Seraph's body, and the impact for five minutes in a row made the Seraphic continue to retreat along the inertia, but the desired knockover effect was still not achieved.

"This is not scientific......" Chen Youlong was a little helpless, although he also knew in his heart that there must be a gap between the body he made and Lin Tingting's results, but the result still made him a little unacceptable.

"Can I do it?" Lin Tingting yawned, and the wireless manipulator in her hand was lazily held in her hand.

There are only tired oxen, not ploughed land.

The steel martial artist was exhausted, but the Seraphic Angel was still full of motivation, and at the moment when Lin Tingting raised her spirit, she finally sounded the horn of counterattack.

Almost at a speed that made Chen Youlong stunned, the Seraphic Angel turned into a white light, using his body as a weapon, and rushed at the Iron Martial Artist, and the inclined design of the lower ground turned this huge impulse into an upward thrust.

Push it down and overturn it!

The steel martial arts martial artist fell to the ground, and only the axles of the low disc were still idling unlistened.

In a blink of an eye, he defeated Chen Youlong.

"This ...... How can it be....... Chen Youlong stood in place and was a little confused, defeated quite completely, and had no power to fight back at all.

Zhao Luo picked up the overturned body of Chen Youlong and weighed it in his hand. "The mass is about five kilograms, which is more than twice that of the Seraph, and the key point of your body is mass, the excessive mass makes the stability very good, and it will have good defense when resisting some light shocks."

"But the strength of the impact is not only related to the mass, but also to the square of the speed...... Tighter, too much mass can make the whole body bulky and difficult to handle, which can greatly reduce speed and flexibility. ”

"It's not possible to overhaul it, so it might be better if you try to increase the impact frequency of the two metal rods in the motion system, and set the impact direction to the tilt angle."

Zhao Luo handed over the Iron and Steel Martial Arts Master to Chen Youlong, who looked confused again, and looked at Zhao Luo's expression changed. Zhao Luo...... Is this still you? ”

For a long time, Zhao Luo has existed in the minds of his classmates as a poor student, but now what Zhao Luo said not only surprised Chen Youlong.

There are a lot of words, the idea is very important, there is no problem with this, the problem is that it is a little abnormal from Zhao Luo's mouth.

Zhao Luo also seemed to be aware of this problem, and smiled awkwardly, he was a member of a team, and he kindly wanted to help him improve the performance of his body, but it seemed to arouse suspicion.

"It was I who saw the problems of your body and told Zhao Luo about the shortcomings of your body." Lin Tingting on the side said that she had relieved Zhao Luo.

And Chen Youlong smiled and patted Zhao Luo on the shoulder. "Haha, I'll just say why are you suddenly so high? It turned out that she borrowed Lin Tingting's coercion to pretend to be ...... Yes! I was wrong! ”

Chen Youlong, like his body, was also overturned to the ground.

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"Zhao Luo, isn't your body ready yet?"

The thirty-eight groups always discuss this issue when they have daily meetings at school, and now Lin Tingting and Chen Youlong's bodies are ready, and Zhao Luo alone has not seen the entity.

Of course, my aunt and grandmother are also members of the 38th group, but no one cares if she will make a qualified organism.

My aunt and grandmother don't care about other people, as long as their mouths are not idle, they are very satisfied with food.

At present, there are still eight days before the robot competition, and the thirty-eight group can be described as congenitally lame, with a little girl with a big fart, and Zhao Luo, a pseudo-poor student.

People in other groups dream of being divided into 38 groups in the first round, which is not much different from a bye, and they can also practice their hands and abuse vegetables, which is naturally comfortable.

Chen Youlong also didn't have any hope for Zhao Luo, just have Lin Tingting's thigh hug, look at that Seraph, it's a bunker, he is convinced to be beaten, but Zhao Luo should always do something, even if it is to buy a remote control toy on the stall to make up the numbers, and be cannon fodder...... It's also good.

……

"Uh...... You really buy a toy......" Chen Youlong saw his body in Zhao Luo's rental house...... A pretty cool ...... Up.

"I didn't play with this toy in high school...... Where did you get it from? Chen Youlong put Zhao Luo's Gundam back in place and said with a wry smile.

Sure enough, this robot competition is a battle between him and Lin Tingting to fight against the beam.

Zhao Luo...... can only lie behind his powerful steel martial artist and win.

"It's really what I did, not what I bought." Zhao Luo wanted to explain something, but after thinking about it, he gave up, it was indeed ...... The Gundam shape of the Holy Sword is a toy in the eyes of normal people, even if it is remotely controlled, it is also a high-end toy, and it is too different from other bodies in appearance.

As a result, the performance is absolutely not up to the normal standard.

Seeing Zhao Luo's body, Chen Youlong didn't hold out any hope and completely gave up on Zhao Luo, and at this time, his aunt and grandmother happily brought a pot of vegetables from the kitchen and put it on the table.

"It's time to eat, this is the winter melon pork rib soup that Allah made according to the recipe......"

After moving to a rental house and having a kitchen.

My aunt and grandmother have also developed a second hobby, studying black technology in food, but in Zhao Luo's opinion, it is more appropriate to describe it as dark cuisine.

After trying instant noodles with contraceptive pills, Zhao Luo no longer dared to eat what his aunt and grandmother made, no matter what she said, her little face was very aggrieved, and Zhao Luo was ruthless every time...... Pour it out......

This time is not going to be an exception.

The exception is that there is another melon-eating crowd who does not know the truth, and he is also here, hearing that Zhao Luo is going to throw away the winter melon pork rib soup, and quickly stop it.

"How can the dishes that my little sister has worked so hard to make be poured down?"

"That's it!" My aunt and grandmother also nodded.

Zhao Luo was unmoved. "Don't fall out...... Do you eat? ”

Zhao Luo glanced at Chen Youlong.

"What's not to eat...... I like to eat pork ribs the most, even if I don't do it well, the meat is there, and I can always eat it. ”

"Okay...... You eat ......," Zhao Luo made a gesture of please.

Chen Youlong, on the other hand, sat in front of the winter melon pork rib soup, lifted the lid on the basin, and looked inside, and suddenly his face was not normal.

Inside the basin, the black soup protrudes with a few pieces of flesh, and the whole soup seems to be condensed into the shape of a skull, gurgling and bubbling in the mouth...... It seemed to say to Chen Youlong in a strange tone......

Eat me...... Fast...... Eat...... I......

"Forehead ......"