Chapter 58

Unless a brand new suit development material can be found, with excellent performance comparable to the "Serraine" satellite gold-titanium alloy, but at the same time it is lighter and smaller in size, it seems... unlikely.

"Well, let's make a set for me according to this design. Just fly and fire cannons. The size can be increased appropriately, and a few more rattlesnakes are placed. Also, make me a cold weapon."

Ye Ling said, making demands on his future armor, and at the same time he pointed out a model of Tai Knife with a 3D pen. This Tai Knife is different from the ordinary Tai Knife. The blade has a curvature and is similar to a Tang sword in shape. The length of the blade is twice as long as the ordinary, which looks a bit weird.

"you……"

Tony looked at Ye Ling carefully for a while, and then said, "I still like close combat so much."

In Tony's view, defeating the enemy at a long distance or fighting away until he dares to come out is the king. In close combat, there is a great risk.

In fact, the core of the steel suit is the various protection and survival measures for the driver. If this is removed, the volume can be saved at least, but nothing can be saved.

"Of course, using a gun is not my style."

Ye Ling grinned and almost forgot that most of his problems were solved by guns.

"No problem, the model can be completed quickly, I can just perfect the design. But for weapons, I think I have a better idea."

Tony stretched. He had a very strong work force in recent times and had not had a good rest. He was mainly because he was too concerned about the improvement of the steel suit.

"Hello."

Tony called Ye Ling, who was lying on the sofa, moving his muscles and bones all over his body, smiling a little, with bad intentions.

"What?"

Ye Ling was too lazy to move after a trip. If there wasn't something particularly important, he thought it would be good to die like this.

"My close combat editing has been completed, why don't we practice?"

In order to prepare for emergencies, Tony decided to add a fighting assistance program to the steel suit, otherwise he would only be beaten if he was approached by some particularly powerful mutants.

"I said that the reaction of computer programs will never be faster than that of the human brain..."

Ye Ling waved his arms impatiently, saying that he looked down on his system very much.

"I won me, I promise to give you a surprise."

"What surprise?"

“You can choose not to come.”

Tony threw the wine glass in his hand and smashed it to pieces on the ground. The cool man never looked back.

"Since you're itchy..."

Ye Ling got up from the sofa with difficulty and beat up Iron Man. This idea sounded good.

"Then I'll treat you."

Ye Ling was moving. By the way, since he exchanged his physical skills, he had not really fought well. He was also very much looking forward to what kind of thing that Tony Stark, a genius, would create.

In the center of the gym on the first floor of Tony Villa, a gym with an area of ​​nearly 1,000 square meters, there is a ring similar to an underground boxing ring, but twice the width of the area. The edges are painted with ripples in gold and red, as if it was wrapped in a burning fire, vividly.

Around them, there are more professional and complete fitness equipment than most fitness centers, which makes people dazzled, as if they are coming to the fitness equipment mall.

"I didn't expect this guy to like fitness, so... these are all unused signs. OK, this rich man... would he buy the entire fitness center and move it to his own house?"

Ye Ling, a rich world, said that he would never understand. While he was looking at the gym, Tony had already put on his "secret weapon" that he thought could defeat Ye Ling.

"What is this? A tights? Or a night walk?"

Tony in front of Ye Ling had changed his image of a suit and tie in front of the public. He changed into a tight suit that looked like shark-skin. The originally blurred muscle outline also turned into highlighted black lines under the tight constraints, which was very beautiful.

"This guy has a good figure..."

Ye Ling compared his seemingly malnourished figure and felt ashamed. He also had to have the capital to be aware of his small face. Although he has a good face, unfortunately, his figure has always been the image of a pathological aristocrat because of his bloodline.

"This outfit is your weapon? Is it a magic horse thing?"

Ye Ling was about to use his watch to detect the performance of this thing, and Tony had already reported it himself.

"The working principle of the R-type fighting tactical suit is to continuously stimulate the potential of the human body through the dense electromagnetic needle veins inside the clothing surface to achieve the auxiliary effect of greatly improving the power, speed and reaction ability of the owner."

"In its terminal program, I have entered a variety of fighting skills. I can link my reflex nerves through this helmet. According to various situations encountered, the electromagnetic needle veins can quickly stimulate the nerves in various places, strengthen the user's behavioral efficiency, and thus make many standard actions of fighting techniques."

"It includes dozens of fighting skills from countries around the world."

"Damn it, you are a magical tuxedo!"

Ye Ling didn't expect Tony to actually make this thing. Although his combat ability is still the evaluation of copper V, the detected data did tell Ye Ling that Tony's physical host has actually improved a lot.

The strength increased by 1.5 times, and the nerve reflex speed increased by 2.5 times. At this time, his physical fitness had reached the limit of the human body, and all his potential was stimulated under the so-called electromagnetic needle pulse stimulation.

In terms of physical fitness, Tony is now completely on par with Ye Ling and is not at a disadvantage. Such data has caused Ye Ling's original confidence in winning a little shake.

He still underestimated the level of this guy's genius. If he continued like this, wouldn't even Gundam be able to create it?! Ye Ling, who was originally extremely confident in his physical skills, could not help but wonder whether the terminal reaction of the tactical suit was faster than that of himself.

"It seems that if you want to win, you can only do whatever you want."

It seems that Ye Ling’s only advantage now is that he is a little richer than Tony’s so-called practical experience.

"Ask a good idea first, no slap in the face."

Tony put on a so-called helmet, which is actually a thing similar to a Bluetooth headset. When he pressed one of the buttons, an electronic screen like an iron suit suddenly appeared in front of him.

His handsome and handsome appearance is the most important thing, so before the fight started, Tony emphasized that no slap in the face can be done.

"Don't worry, you're not slapping someone in the face, let alone we're just having friendship and friendship..."

Ye Ling looked unhappy like "You don't believe in my character", and moved towards Tony. Before he finished speaking, his originally loose muscles suddenly tense up. A fist rushed out like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, and the target pointed directly at Tony's handsome face!

The agreement is all about clouds, and as long as you can win, it is the king. It’s not that we don’t trust, but that my brother wants to teach you the fighting experience. Is there any deception in my hands? It’s better to suffer losses in my hands than others.

Several thoughts flashed through Ye Ling's mind, but his fist speed remained unabated at all. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his pupils were dangerously needle-shaped.

Before the fist was set, the fist wind arrived first, which confused Tony's neat golden brown hair.

Although Tony's reflex nerve has been strengthened to reach the limit of the human body, it took only one-eighth of a second to detect Ye Ling's sneak attack and react, the defensive action he has to make also takes time, and Ye Ling's own speed is not slow either.

Therefore, after hesitating for 0:1 second, the terminal of the tactical suit immediately released an electromagnetic pulse to stimulate Tony's reflex nerve group, curbing his instinctive defense movements, and then let him stretch out his two fingers and penetrate Ye Ling's eyes hard.

If you attack the enemy, you will be rescued. The tactical response of this terminal is pretty good, but it seems to have loopholes.

Ye Ling made an evaluation in his heart, and his fist had hit Tony's left eye socket without stopping. At the same time, his head was slightly lowered and his body rushed forward and violently.

"Ouch!"

Tony screamed in an instant, his body fell backwards, and the two fingers he had pierced were hit by Ye Ling's hard forehead and almost broke.

Before the fist hit, Ye Ling's force suddenly recovered 80% of the force. Otherwise, if he punched, at least Iron Man would have become a one-eyed dragon today. If it was a life-and-death fight, the punch would not be the eye socket, but the temple, and it would be killed with one blow.
Chapter completed!