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Chapter 59 Improved Fighting Terminal

Chapter 59

The moment Tony's body fell, the tactical suit end played a role, and his legs stung his horse. The lower plate became extremely stable in an instant. After a moment of stagnation, he immediately made a very coordinated backflip, and his balance was extremely balanced and landed steadily one meter behind.

Although the grounding posture is quite handsome, Tony's left eye is actually beaten by Ye Ling, and the only two-point force left directly shapes a black fog panda eye.

"Fuck, don't bring such shameless ones!"

Tony grinned and swung his almost broken fingers, and the pain gradually disappeared under the stimulation of the electromagnetic pulse.

"I'm teaching you how to fight? In fighting, you can always believe in yourself. You are so naive that you believe in your opponent's words... Oh, Little Chili, why are you here?"

Ye Ling was so angry that he was so angry that he wanted to swallow him alive. The expression on his face suddenly changed, and he looked behind Tony with an extremely bright and bright smile. Even the highest-end lie detector could not detect any falsehood.

"Ouch."

The Iron Man, who was just scolded, obviously didn't learn enough lessons and turned back stupidly. Although the tactical terminal responded again, his right eye inevitably had a circle of blackness, and formed a pile with his left eye, turning into an authentic Chinese national treasure.

"Why are you so unlearning? After saying it just now, you immediately committed the crime. How can you trust the enemy? Even if you subconsciously, it won't work."

Ye Ling shook his head and continued, "Your talent in fighting is almost zero. I don't think you need to fight. There is a big flaw in your terminal. Please try it after modifying it."

Ye Ling put his hands behind him and left the gym without looking back. He looked like "Brother wins is not fighting, but loneliness", showing the style of a master.

"By the way, don't forget the surprise you said."

Ye Ling's head suddenly stretched out from outside the door, instantly defeating the "grandmaster" style. No matter how you look at it, how you are not bad.

"knew."

Tony frowned, accidentally touched the eyes of the pandas, and grinned again. Ye Ling was more serious, not ordinary bruises, but black and black. I wondered when Iron Man had been beaten like this, even the kidnappers would be polite to him. If it were normal, Stark had put on the iron suit and tried his best to go there, but now he was entering the genius mode, frowning and thinking.

He naturally saw the flaws that Ye Ling said from these two punches, otherwise he would not be a genius. It can be said that Tony designed this tactical terminal very perfectly, almost the same as the reflex nerves of the human body, and it is also the reflex nerves at the peak of the human body.

Since it is perfect, why still say defects? That's right, defects are with Tony himself, and some conditioned reflexes of himself, to a certain extent, inhibit the time of the fighting terminal. If Ye Ling uses this terminal, there is naturally no problem, but he is an ordinary person's combat consciousness, and his instinctive reaction is completely opposite to the neural signals sometimes emitted by electromagnetic pulses.

It can be said that it was his instinct that suppressed this terminal, and the purpose of this terminal was naturally to make ordinary people become fighting experts. Since this cannot be done, it will certainly become a defect. If it is used by Ye Ling, Ye Ling's own reaction is even faster than this terminal, so naturally there is no need.

It can be said that this is a useless thing now. However, it is not all like this. At least after Tony put on this, he is stronger than most special forces kings' fighting ability, but he is not as good as the monster who is proficient in physical skills like Ye Ling. This makes Stark, who aims to surpass Ye Ling's fighting ability, feels a little defeated.

"Mr. Ye Ling."

"how?"

Ye Ling lay on the sofa, wondering how Jarvis, the artificial intelligence, suddenly came to him. This situation has never been seen before.

"What you did allowed me to truly understand the word "shameless" from a comprehensive and multi-dimensional perspective, and you interpreted a new definition for it..."

"I said Jarvis, are you praising me? Or are you praising me? I'm not doing it for Tony so that he won't suffer any losses in the future."

Ye Ling didn't care about Jarvis's different ways of harming him. What's the point of competing with a robot? Only sleeping is the king.

In the next few days, Tony began to study his fighting terminals, and even temporarily put the development and improvement of the steel suit for a while, leaving it to Jarvis for data calculations, which made Ye Ling anxious.

Isn’t this a lot of stupid cats (putting the cart before the horse)?

"I said Tony, why are you studying this thing for nothing? Strengthening the power of the steel suit is much stronger than this. Moreover, this problem is not about technology, right?"

Ye Ling finally got up once and followed Tony, constantly persuading him. Stark pretended not to see him, and was busy manipulating several machines with the help of several mechanical arms.

"It's you, you don't have fighting talent, this is something that can only be accomplished through training..."

Ye Ling was so upset that he kept talking, actually he wanted this guy to make his customized model suit quickly. By the way, there were surprises. Did this guy come up with some good ideas?

"It's done!"

"What?"

Ye Ling looked confused and was shook by Stark for so long, but suddenly turned around and said something, which made him a little unresponsive.

"I have completed the fighting terminal and found a way to overcome the flaws!"

Tony looked excited, and his eyes that had dissipated a lot of bruises made him look very funny, so he also turned down all recent social engagements. What's the matter with Tony Stark staring at the two black fists and speaking on the rostrum? How do you explain to the public that it was caused by dark circles caused by studying it day and night?

Since Ye Ling's steel suit was exposed to the eyes of the air force base, pressure from all aspects has also come. Fortunately, this villa can defend against all invasions in all ways, unless it is directly bombarded missiles or dispatched tanks to attack.

The only headache is that the US Senate has learned that it has this technology, and has started to rack its brains to find ways to get it. Of course, the pressure they can put in is quite small now. Although it is a bit troublesome, Tony can completely ignore it.

The existence of the steel suit is still a secret now, and they cannot openly ask for it openly, hold a voting party or something, after all, it can be better to do it silently. Ye Ling is also more honest, knowing that he is more sensitive now and does not wear those original models for a ride. It is really difficult for him to do it.

"Is that true?"

Ye Ling expressed doubts about Tony's words and looked completely unconscious. Computers are created by the human brain. If their reactions can be faster than the human brain, what else do people need to do?

"I want to return these two things to you!"

Tony pointed to his eyes viciously, and Ye Ling vaguely saw something called fighting spirit burning. Geniuses are indeed pride of geniuses, and they are definitely unwilling to give up. And they must do the best when making something. Ye Ling said that he admires this pride called geniuses because... in this way, the steel war suit he got can be stronger.

"Damn it, I'll be itchy again if I haven't beaten up for a few days, right? The gym ring!"

Ye Ling originally planned to do a few domineering movements, pinching the joints to make them sound, and shocking Tony mentally. As a result, after doing the action for a long time, he didn't hear a sound. The vampire's physique is too "weak". Tony's RI-type tactical terminal suit has been put on, and the scene has become quite awkward.

Damn, pretending to be timid failed.

Ye Ling and Tony entered the gym together and flipped into the ring in a relatively thrust-up posture.

"By the way, what improvements did you make?"

“It’s just this one that changed.”

Tony pressed a button next to the tactical suit terminal, and the sound suddenly became... stiff.
Chapter completed!
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