This kick came very fiercely, but Zhang Tie, who had been prepared, dodged faster, and in an instant, his body was crooked, and the kick kicked by the little kid fell into the air.
But Zhang Tie didn't have time to be complacent, the little brat's fist had already hit him in the chest, and Zhang Tie, who was willing to try the strength of this little brat, used his arm to make a block, and the little brat's fist hit Zhang Tie's arm wearing protective gear, making a muffled sound.
Zhang Tie only felt that a huge force came from his arm, and the whole arm was a little numb, and the person took a step back, Zhang Tie was secretly surprised in his heart, he really didn't expect this kid who was two or three years younger than himself to be so fierce, the strength of this little boy's punch was almost similar to the strength of his own punch, only from this punch, Zhang Tie judged the strength of this little kid, slightly higher than himself, in the Plane Brotherhood, only slightly lower than Baghdad.
With such strength, if he is really single-handed, Zhang Tie will not have stage fright, after all, he is a few years older than this little boy, and he has advantages in height and weight, so that he will not even have the possibility of fighting back, and it is still possible to fight evenly, but if he can only be beaten and cannot fight back, it will be easy to distinguish the winner from the loser.
Wearing a thick armor, these armor not only reduced the opponent's damage to himself, but it was undeniable that it also affected Zhang Tie's flexibility, and after a few more moves, Zhang Tie's reaction slowed down slightly, and the little kid seized the opportunity and kicked Zhang Tie in the chest, directly kicking Zhang Tie out and falling heavily to the ground.
This fall made Zhang Tie dizzy, coupled with the suffocation caused by the impact on his chest, so that he got up from the ground panting for breath for a long time, as soon as he got up, Zhang Tie looked at Mary, the dead woman was holding a towel to wipe the sweat of the little fart with a distressed face, and kissed the little fart child twice on the face, the little fart still looked lame, drinking water, and looking at himself with contempt.
"I thought your strength was so high, it turned out that you were just a waste, and you couldn't hold up with a few moves."
With this kind of little fart who doesn't know the height of the sky, Zhang Tie feels a little embarrassed, does Lao Tzu want to tell you that every blow you fall on Lao Tzu is to make efforts for the maturity of Lao Tzu's iron tire quenching fruit, doing your work You are actually working for Lao Tzu when you come here, ha, how wonderful Manshu Sawa is due to the Ten Thousand Fruit Treasure Tree, I love you Zhang Tie shouted in his heart A sarcastic smile appeared on Zhang Tie's face behind the hood, as soon as his mind relaxed, he didn't take this defeat to heart at all, after standing up again, Zhang Tie moved his hands and feet slightly, took two deep breaths, except for some stuffiness in his chest, Zhang Tie, who felt fine, hooked his finger to the little boy again.
"Kaman, despicable" The anger on the little kid's face flashed away, put down the water bottle and rushed over again, only seven or eight minutes later, Zhang Tie was swept out by the little kid's sweeping legs, fell heavily on the ground, and got up after half a minute.
At this time, the little kid was already a little out of breath.
"Kaman, despicable" More than 20 minutes later, Zhang Tie, who had broken the middle door, was seized by the little kid to hit four or five punches in a row in the chest, and a punch knocked Zhang Tie back a step, after Zhang Tie took five steps back, the little kid roared, and before Zhang Tie could react, a lunge elbow hit Zhang Tie's lower abdomen hard, this time, directly made Zhang Tie feel that the blood vessels in his neck were puffing up, and a string of gold stars flew in his eyes The lower abdomen was very soft, Zhang Tie was not beaten out, but his left foot was inexplicably soft, as if stepping on cotton, and he suddenly knelt on the ground.
"Peng" made a muffled sound, and his arm blocked the ferocious kick, but the force still reached Zhang Tie's body little by little, Zhang Tie was kicked down, rolled on the ground several times, rolled two meters away before stopping, and then remained motionless.
The little kid who knocked Zhang Tie down again stood in place sweating profusely and panting, staring at Zhang Tie lying on the ground with his two eyes, this kind of fighting, whether it is for the attacking side or the defending side, is a huge consumption of physical strength.
In the Iron Thorn War Hall, in fact, there are very few sparring partners like Zhang Tie who are completely human sandbags, because the role of a sparring partner, in addition to being beaten, is more, sometimes it helps the members of the War Hall who come here to familiarize themselves with and improve their combat skills, which can not only be done by being beaten, but also a lot of language and wisdom exchanges, the value of a senior gunner's sparring is actually equivalent to a famous teacher who constantly guides others to progress, and in the process of sparring, he can continue to find the mistakes made by the opponent in the attack.
Find the shortcomings of the opponent's attack, the loopholes in the moves, the problems in the offensive rhythm and some serious problems that some people may cause in the actual combat because of their special psychological preferences and help to improve, so as to make the opponent's combat skills to a higher level, this is the value of a battle hall sparring, such a gold medal sparring partner, often together with some of the masters in the battle hall, becomes the most valuable person in the war hall.
Zhang Tie is new to this trip, his personal level is too low, and he can't get in touch with these people at the pinnacle of the industry, and the opponent he met today is also because of the trouble caused by a woman, the other party is deliberately trying to beat people, so naturally he won't keep his hands, and today's scene is a little harder If someone else of the same age as Zhang Tie encountered such a blow, it was possible that he would have collapsed a long time ago, even if he didn't collapse, seeing himself being ravaged and knocked down by a little kid several times in a row, he might be full of frustration and a sense of failure in his heart, and the momentum of the whole person would completely fall.
At this moment, Zhang Tie was lying on the ground, but what he was thinking about was not these problems, but the kick of the little fart just now, after coming back to his senses, Zhang Tie felt that he should not hold his head with his hand to prevent that kick, but should use another method that Arnold said, and use the most shock-resistant shoulder and back part of his body to take the initiative to "meet" this kick, so that the result will be better, and the damage to himself will be smaller.
One is to take the initiative to meet and welcome, and the choice between a thought in my heart is to make a judgment.
However, dodging and defending are human instincts, and it is impossible to defeat this instinct with a calm brain between life and death without a lot of tempering.
Thinking about this, Zhang Tie struggled slowly, and got up from the ground again, these few strokes of this little kid should have made the ripening progress bar of the iron fetal fruit in the Black Iron Castle move forward a little more, ha, I'm really looking forward to it, just let these little kids' blows come harder Give my brother and me a part-time job, my brother won't pay you, as long as you don't say that my brother and I abuse child labor, haha When dealing with the same thing, different perspectives will bring completely different feelings, different feelings will bring different attitudes, and different attitudes will bring different results.
Zhang Tie didn't know these truths at this moment, but he was afraid of most people at the moment, because of that little tree, he didn't know that he was facing the same thing with a perspective and feelings that transcended everyone.
Zhang Tie felt that he had now slowly begun to find joy in this seemingly tiring work that was not done by people, and this kind of fun, like finding the legendary holy spring of immortality in the bitter sea of the desert, not only did not make him negative and depressed, but made him full of vitality.
While recovering his strength, Zhang Tie, who was slowly getting up, slowly twisted his neck and body in the stunned eyes of the little kid and Mary, got used to it, and hooked his finger at the little kid.
"Kaman, despicable" A few minutes later, Zhang Tie was knocked down again, and then he stood up again optimistically and nonchalantly "Kaman, despicable" "Kaman, despicable" Outside the court, looking at Zhang Tie, who was constantly knocked down again and again, but stood up again and again, as if he was not happy to be beaten, as the beaten party was constantly provoking others, Mary looked at Zhang Tie's eyes, there was already a trace of fear that even she didn't understand, Zhang Tie's hood was becoming more and more hideous and powerful in Mary's eyes.
I don't know how many times, when Zhang Tie struggled to get up from the ground again, his whole body was as sore as head to toe, and more than 200 bones in his whole body were completely like falling apart, and he finally found that he couldn't stand up at all, so Zhang Tie had to sit on the ground and gasp.
The sweat on his body not only made the clothes on his body completely stick to the skin, but the sweat on his head soaked into his eyes, making his eyes full of a hot blur, Zhang Tie tried to untie the damn hood that now felt like he was about to bend his neck to wipe the sweat, but after grabbing two handfuls on his head in vain, he didn't catch the string tied to the back of his head, and then Zhang Tie found it difficult to even lift his hand.
A bottle of water rolled to his feet, Zhang Tie barely opened his eyes and looked over, and saw that the little fart child was also so tired that he was sitting on the ground at the moment, his face was slightly pale, and his sweat-soaked hair was lifeless on his head, and he was holding a bottle of water and drinking it in a big gulp, looking at his gaze, he had put away his contempt, but with an indescribable taste, Mary, the dead woman, was squatting behind the little fart child to help the little fart do a restorative massage.
Don't look at yourself without looking at yourself.
Zhang Tie was not polite, grabbed the glass bottle that rolled to his feet, opened the bottle, and was about to take a sip, but found that he was still wearing a hood on his face, and there were only a few exhaust holes in his mouth.
The two people who were panting for breath at each other stared at each other with such big eyes, and after a while, the little fart stood up a little staggeringly, and his face returned to his sloppy appearance, "Remember my name, my name is Bennetta, Andrew Bennetta, next time I will beat you so that you can't afford to get up, I must make you apologize to Mary before it's over" Too lazy to quarrel with such a little kid, Zhang Tie only said, "I'll be waiting for you here the day after tomorrow" The little kid and Mary came out of the room, looking at Mary's back, Zhang Tie couldn't help but tease again, "Sister Mary, remember our agreement in this life" Mary's back shook, but she looked like she wanted to fall Is his words so powerful Zhang Tie scratched his head a little strangely, but found that the tentacles were a thick layer of leather, damn, such a difficult hood, who invented it Thank you for your support to the troops, the latest battle situation With everyone's support, the Black Iron Fort has risen from the twelfth place on the weekly recommendation list to the seventh place, breaking five cities in a row, and the 308 strong men sent by the brothers fought according to the fort, mighty: