NBA: I'm invincible, template boss

Tyson's palm suddenly exerted force. He wanted to test how strong this young man is, and whether he could restrain his daughter and give him a big fat grandson in the future.

Of course it is the big fat grandson, not the big fat grandson.

With the extremely aggressive genes of black people, no matter how white the object is, it can give you black children, except for a few.

Now in the eyes of outsiders, this scene is just a friendly handshake between Tyson and Robbo, but it is not the case.

Only Luo Bo knew what he was going through right now?

He extended his hand to Tyson friendly, but what he got in return was a secret wrestling.

Luo Bo didn't know what Tyson was thinking, he just felt that he was humiliating himself and wanted to see himself embarrassed.

I wasted my kindness.

Luo Bo's face was calm and respectful, but there was a sneer in his heart.

Since you don't respect me first, don't slander yourself for disrespecting the elderly when you lose face for a while.

Thinking about it, Luo Bo suddenly exerted force with his right hand, and the full-level power suddenly exploded, turning the situation around in an instant, turning the opponent into the main.

Tyson was slightly shocked in his heart. Although he was older and his strength was not as good as before, he was not something that ordinary youngsters could suppress.

This kid is actually able to turn the customer into the main when he takes the lead in taking the lead, which shows that there is something.

Tyson couldn't help but have a better impression of Luo Bo.

The appearance meets his requirements, the body is great, and the strength is surprisingly amazing.

Such an outstanding high-quality man, combined with his own genes, will give birth to his grandson in the future who will definitely dominate the boxing world.

Thinking of this, the daydreaming Tyson smiled.

However, Luobo didn't notice Tyson's expression, and was still gradually increasing his strength.

It was just an appetizer, the main event is yet to come!

Luo Bo pressed his palm again, and Tyson, who could bear it calmly, suddenly frowned, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Tmd, what's the situation with this kid?!"

Luo Bo's eyes caught the change of Tyson's expression, which was not too much, and immediately let go of his palm.

Tyson immediately breathed a sigh of relief, put his black hand into his arms, and moved around a few times.

The audience under the arena didn't know why, they just felt that the two of them were too tired to shake hands for so long.

Only Chandler understood one or two of them, and vaguely guessed that the two had just had a contest.

And... what he couldn't believe was that Luo Bo had the upper hand!

How can this be?Although Tyson is getting older, his foundation is definitely still there!

He actually lost to a brat!

Moreover, this brat is still his own defeated opponent, a softie who dare not confront him on the court!

Chandler doesn't blame him for thinking so,

After all, the first time I met Luo Bo was when Luo Bo entered and exited the alliance. At that time, Luo Bo's strength was really unsightly, and it is definitely not what it used to be.

Farewell for three days, and treat each other with admiration.

This sentence is very suitable for Luobo.

After all, Luobo's strength grew rapidly like a rocket.

on the ring,

Luobo spoke first, breaking the direct silence between the two.

"Senior Tyson, I have known you for a long time! I grew up watching your boxing matches!"

Luo Bo had a smile on his face, and his tone was calm on the surface, but what he said was ironic against his will.

Growing up watching shitty boxing, Rob just knew Tyson.

For those who protested against him immediately, Luobo would never fail to respond.

Tyson boxed well, but his mind was not very sharp, and he didn't hear the irony in Luobo's mouth.

Beckoning to the bottom of the ring, Mitchell got into the ring with a surging bloated body.

"Let me introduce you. This is my beloved daughter Mitchell. Let's get to know each other."

Mitchell smiled coquettishly when she heard this, and her full face made her smile a bit hideous in Luo Bo's eyes.

Luo Bo shuddered, but he still had to be polite.

Seeing that Mitchell stretched out his fat hand, Luobo stretched it out too, gave it a light grip, and then pulled it out.

Never lingered for a second.

It's not that Luo Bo is a member of the Appearance Association, but the undisguised possessiveness in Mitchell's eyes makes his scalp tingle.

Your own fans, you can pamper yourself.

But for the suitor, Luo Bo thought it was better to forget it.

The quality is too bad.

Then Tyson didn't talk too much, leaving the ring to today's two protagonists.

And claimed that he just came to see the excitement today, and it will not affect the two games.

Only then did Chandler heaved a sigh of relief, for fear of playing tricks too deeply, he didn't dare to use his full strength in the game for a while.

Luo Bo shrugged. He didn't have a bad impression of Tyson, but his daughter was really scary.

Tyson and Mitchell left the ring for the two, and Chandler turned over and jumped onto the ring.

Chandler, with a wild smile on the corner of his mouth, hammered his chest with his hand, like a wild gorilla.

Stretching out his hand, two microphones were handed out from under the ring, and Chandler took it, one for each of them.

Luobo had to admit this point, although Chandler was bearded and unshaven, but he was able to complete the program effect, and a few words could bring the atmosphere of the boxing gym up.

Luo Bo thought to himself, it would be a pity that Chandler didn't become a host. He must have a better future than playing basketball.

The two black photographers have amazing physical strength, and they are very steady on the shoulders of the camera, and the picture in the live broadcast room does not shake at all.

The barrage in the live broadcast room was flying, and the approval ratings of Luo Bo and Chandler were evenly divided, half and half.

Even the room management in the live broadcast room opened the guessing mode, betting on who will win.

Luo Bo took off his shirt, revealing his strong muscles.

The one with the strongest sense is Chandler standing opposite the ring.

He can be said to be the one who has the most say in the changes in the muscles on Luobo's body.

The last matchup, I feel that Luo Bo's body is just a thin layer of lean meat hanging on the bones, commonly known as "rib man".

But this time, looking at Luobo's naked upper body, the muscles visible to the naked eye bulged.

The abdomen is like a washboard, and the eight-pack abdominal muscles are well-proportioned and arranged in an orderly manner.

The shark lines on both sides of the abdomen are very obvious, just like the ancient Greek sculptors carved with their own hands.

The perfect pectoral muscles are much larger than those of a woman with A.

The arm circumference is more than a circle thicker than the previous days,

The biceps and triceps bulged out one after another, full of strength, and even Luobo's forearm was lined up with muscles.

However, the audience standing behind Luo Bo also had the expression of seeing a ghost.

In their impression, Luo Bo has always been a "rib man".

But in their hearts, the image of "rib man" has long been ingrained.

At this time, seeing Luo Bo's perfect figure, he couldn't help being a little dazed, especially...

Luobo's back muscles are simply amazing...