Chapter 36: A Little Abacus

Tomorrow will start two shifts a day, 9 o'clock in the morning and 8 o'clock in the evening.

"Well, you're very self-aware. Sweet voice answered.

Below, Luo Tian felt that a stream of energy was rushing into his body like a sea. Including the brain receiving the experience of martial arts fists and feet......

Holyfield's energy skill has been transmitted, and the current comprehensive value of the body is:

Mental Power: 4 stars +2

Strength: 300 kg + 300 kg

Speed: 9 m/s

Agility: 10 degrees

Defense strength level '5'

Physical Strength: Intermediate Aoki Grade

Comprehensive force value: equivalent to the strength of a seven-star martial artist

However, although his strength soared to six stars all of a sudden, Luo Tian could feel that he was not an opponent with a small squint.

Because, Luo Tian has an intuition.

That guy was just playing with himself, and his fists and kicks looked fierce and hard, but at least he hadn't hit the directly until now.

And the thank you value system has been discounted by three, which shows that Xiao Squint's fists and kicks are very empty, not playing really.

The judgment of the system is relatively fair, and Luo Tian believes it.

Thinking of this, Luo Tian was secretly speechless, people can beat themselves to death by playing casually.

Therefore, it is surprisingly difficult to get revenge.

Moreover, that guy feels that he is too weak, and he is fundamentally vulnerable, which is his biggest killer move.

In history, the victory of the weak over the strong is about the bull fork bosses who capsized in the gutter.

To face the reality, Tyson did not succeed in on-demand, and to change Holyfield, he had to change his strategy and style of play, because the styles of his fists and feet were not the same at all.

Back then, in the game with his old rival Holyfield, Tyson was so entangled with him that he bit off the opponent's ear in anger, creating a farce that caused a sensation around the world.

Tyson, who was invincible that year, was supposed to play Lewis.

Tyson fights Holyfield in order to grab the belt of another boxing organization, but Holyfield is an old fritter, and he knows that he is definitely not Tyson's opponent.

Therefore, he used various indiscriminate methods such as hugging and headbutting to make Tyson unable to do it.

Later, Lao Huo was stunned to tear the corner of Tyson's eye with his head, and used this wound as a breakthrough to successfully KO Tyson.

Tyson was so angry in his heart, Lao Tzu just didn't accept it, and fought again the next year, Holyfield repeated his old tricks, Tyson was angry, and in the process of hugging the two sides, the beast broke out, biting his ears angrily.

Therefore, Luo Tian summed it up to the fact that Holyfield's boxing style is a typical 'stalking style'.

Let's face the truth, since we have hit Lao Huo, we have to do it according to his style, so everything goes according to plan.

"The one hundred and thirty-fifth thank you......" When Xiao Squinting shouted excitedly, stretched out a punch and stabbed him directly, Luo Tian, who was already possessed by the old Huo Shentong, suddenly lowered his head and flashed, and Xiao Squint's fist suddenly fell into the air.

That kid was stunned by Luo Tian's sudden move, after all, this kid seemed to be dying of breath, and he didn't have the power to fight back at all.

It's like a sandbag, and suddenly it actually knows how to dodge, and if it doesn't froze for a moment, it's too sorry for itself.

Dazzled, Squint quickly looked at his fists and feet, and thought, 'Shouldn't it?'

After all, if this kid was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, he should have fought back, and it was impossible for him to like to find abuse until the other party beat himself out of the and then fight back?

That's too heavy, isn't it?

However, Luo Tian had already jumped up quickly, pounced on him like a tiger, pressed his head against the jaw of the little squint, and hugged it tightly with both hands, which was really like glue.

Squint, the two of us are like a pair of 'glasses', never separated - diamonds are eternal, and one will last forever.

"I'm kraft candy, I'm kraft candy...... I'm going to entangle you, I'm going to entangle you......" Luo Tian sang in his heart, kicked his feet up and retracted violently, and pressed his knee against Xiao Squin's belly.

"Oh......" Xiao Squinted his eyes woke up from the second stunned mode, his mouth opened into an 'O' shape, and he screamed in pain, and quickly separated his hand to break it open.

But Lao Huo's stubborn fighting, and his undisciplined martial arts skills are also a must.

If you really want to give a grade, it is estimated that there is also a human-level high-grade martial arts level.

Otherwise, how could it be possible to turn Tyson, a world-class boxing champion, into Aunt Tyson in seconds?

Xiao Squint has never seen this kind of weird play, and he was a little embarrassed for a while.

"Ah......" Luo Tiancai didn't care about him, although he didn't practice the iron head skill, but Lao Huo possessed his body, and the old-fashioned trick came out, and his head hit the forehead corner of Xiao Squint.

Guy, I'm the old Huo of the other world now, and you are the other world Tyson.

"It hurts!" Luo Tian screamed, but the expected result did not materialize, and the corners of his eyebrows were not torn apart like Tyson.

It was Luo Tian, who felt as if his head had hit a winter melon made of iron lumps.

"Lao Tzu again! Come again!" This first move didn't work, and the second move couldn't be carried out, Luo Tian completely entered the coercive mode, the stupid hit mode, and the back of his head was fiercely tilted and slammed forward.

It's like a super drum, two, three, four......

"Don't fight, don't fight, you kid practice iron head skills? Lao Tzu is not a sandbag? I'm a scumbag, you still hit it? Do you really think that you will Lao Tzu won't?" Xiao Squinting was angry, and he actually came to make a ruthless move, and his head did the same, learning from Luo Tian's appearance, he raised his head fiercely and hit it forward.

Boom!

"Oh...... Oh......"

The two screamed at the same time, and the two 'iron balls' collided together, and the scene of the Italian scientist Galileo Galilei's pursuit of truth in his youth did not materialize, because the two "heads" did not fall to the ground at the same time.

Even, Xiao Squinting just shook his eyes and stood up straight, but it was Luo Tian who fell to the ground.

The head has swelled into a watermelon, coupled with a pair of large panda eyes, nosebleeds, and large lips that have thickened and widened three or four times.

It is estimated that Luo Tian's parents, younger brothers and sisters will definitely not know him now, who is this grandson, more pig-headed than a pig's head?

"Hahaha...... Boy, you have horns on your head, you have become a polygonal monster, cute and cute. Luo Tian opened his blurred eyes with difficulty, pointed to the little squint and laughed happily.

Because, the other party's forehead bulged five or six small steamed buns.

"Really, boy, what kind of bear do you look like? Lao Tzu multi-horned monster, you are also a sika deer. Xiao Squint took out his mobile phone from his backpack and pressed it, and suddenly, the mobile phone screen became a real mirror.

He first took a picture of himself, and then touched the small meat bun bulging on his head, and then laughed and took a picture of Luo Tian.

"It's just each other, the two of us, neither of us has taken advantage of anyone. But, Your Excellency, are you much more comfortable now?" Luo Tian asked, naturally wanting to earn more thanks.

"Of course, otherwise, do you think I'll be bored and play with people? What's more, even if I want to beat people, I have to find the right match to beat them. Xiao Squint suddenly stretched out his finger at Luo Tian when he said this, and said with a full of contempt, "You are not an ordinary weak ...... It's a big weakness, a very weak one. ”

Thank you for the reward from Brother Tianhai Xiangyun, thank you.

CHAPTER XXXVII