"To be a great boxer, you have to jump out of your own mind, transcend and concentrate. When you can see your relaxation and feel this state, you have to tell me. important."

"That kind of feeling is really wonderful, it's me but not me, as if my mind and body are not connected, but they are connected, a picture appears in my mind, that is the future It looks like I can actually see that picture as if it were displayed on the screen. "

"I can see from the boxer who has just started the game how he will fight back in the future. After the reality has really happened, watching a person punching, I can know all the information of this person, and even know the thoughts in his brain. , As if I were that person, I was in his brain. "

"When Loki was an amateur player, he found me and asked me to train him. Once. Loki participated in the game, he was constantly hit by opponents, and after being knocked down twice, Loki returned to his place, I want to give up the game. But I forced him to play another round. When Rocky chose to give up, I used my will to make Rocky's arm move. Rocky threw that punch and hit the opponent, that person Falling to the ground, the referee terminated the game. "

"You have to imagine yourself as the person you want to be. If you want to be a world heavyweight champion, you have to start living as a heavyweight champion from now on, and train like a heavyweight champion to hone yourself. "

"Mike, you can be the best boxer in the world, no one can beat you, you can be the best boxer in the world, understand? You can."

"Tell me Mike, are you the best boxer in the world."

Kus talked about everything that Tyson II had not experienced.

Listening to his words, Tyson felt that his small universe would explode.

He clenched his fists and looked at Kus, saying one by one: "Yes, I am the best boxer in the world. No one can beat me."

"Mike, you need to build self-confidence. Self-confidence is everything. But to have such self-confidence, you must push yourself to the extreme and test your own tolerance. This kind of self-confidence cannot be obtained by subtle impermanence. We must continue to draw the blueprint for the future in our brains, so that we can build the kind of confidence that we want to have. "

……

Through Kus's "brainwashing" education, Tyson showed a toughness beyond ordinary people during fitness training.

"What Mike Tyson can do, I can do it, even I have to do better than him!"

Never refuse to lose, regardless of past and present life, is the motto of Tyson.

The strength of his mental strength is not only revealed in training, but even during the practice, he has become more calm and can perceive the opponent's flaws keenly.

After two months of training, Stewart is no longer Tyson's opponent, even if he is a 13-year-old boy.

"Oh my god, your little **** is really progressing too fast!" Stuart lay on the floor tiredly.

His face was swollen several times.

"I will never practice against you again."

Stewart was really convinced this time, and was also pleased with his unique vision and the rapid growth of Tyson.

Tyson sat next to him: "Brother, I have learned a lot over there these days. When I can be released on parole, I don't think I will stay in Brooklyn anymore. I will go to Coach Kus."

Stewart had such an idea for a long time. He was afraid that Tyson would return to Brooklyn, so that he would probably become the same as before, or he would be killed, and then the police would find his body in the sewer, or come back here again. And live a life of mischief.

Tyson is a good seedling, he does not want this good seedling to die halfway.

"It seems that I won't be able to call you jerks anymore, because you are not jerks at all now."

Stuart sat up and continued: "Can you think of this, you have made a great change, you will no longer be the past yourself, congratulations Mike, you have a brand new life."

Tyson nodded vigorously.

One week later, Tyson can be released on parole.

"Bach, I'm going out first. I hope you can continue to exercise and exercise, and tell me what you are, no longer afraid of anyone who framed you."

Bach nodded: "Mike, I will go to New York to see you."

Tyson nodded and walked out of the hut carrying his luggage.

Stewart's car is already waiting outside.

"I will never come back here again." Tyson took a last look at the closed camp and resolutely got on the bus.

"Mike, we need to go back to Brooklyn, your home, let your mother sign some documents, and you will also be transferred to the new school."

Has no objection to Tyson.

After all, such a big thing, if you don't say hello to Tyson's mother, it really can't be justified.

Tyson ’s mother was a romantic when she was young, with a good job, a prison guard.

Under everyone's optimism, she resolutely married Jimmy Pimp, who is Tyson's biological father.

After leaving a few children, his father Jimmy finally left home to find the kind of longing for a free life.

Later her mother was fired, and their siblings moved from a good house to a slum.

The ghetto, that is a place shrouded in 404 light.

His mother Lorna May also adapted to a new life and new environment, constantly changing her boyfriend.

When May saw Tyson, a kind and cheerful expression appeared on his face.

"Oh, my little Tyson, are you okay."

She hugged Tyson.

Mei's long is not too bad, but now I'm blessed.

Tyson, who was hugged by a woman, was a little bit uncomfortable, but just forced to endure without breaking free.

"I'm fine." Tyson said.

梅: "You finally figured it out, I miss you."

In order not to be seen by Mei, Tyson had to restrain himself a lot, most of the time, Mei was talking.

"Strange child, I must have suffered a lot, and now I don't like talking too much. You used to like to shout everywhere."

Mei's performance is like all mothers, including full of love.

This kind of love is ordinary, but great, so he couldn't help thinking of the mother who worked hard for himself in his previous life.

Poor parents' hearts.

"Mom, promise me, from now on, you should pay attention to your eating habits, you must develop good habits, okay?"

According to the trajectory, Mei will get stomach cancer after three years, and after suffering from torture, she will let go.

Tyson doesn't want May to be tortured like a trajectory.

He needs to make changes and use his own power to influence everyone.

May not understand why Tyson suddenly said such things, but he was very moved.

"Mike, you grew up."

At this time, after Stewart walked in and greeted May, he said bluntly: "Tyson loves boxing and is also very talented, so we hope he can go to the training hall in New York to receive professional training, so now come to seek your opinion."

"Is this true? Mike?"

May ask Tyson.

Tyson thought about it and said seriously: "Yes, Mom, I like boxing. I can be a great boxer."

"God, Mike."

May hugs Tyson again.

"Mike, it's my mother who didn't do her duty. I'm terrible, so that you can be a gangster on the street at such a young age."

Talking, Mei has begun to choked.

"Mike, you can have your own goals, which is good, I support you."

Tyson ’s mind is also very complicated.

On the one hand, she is not her real son in the soul, on the other hand, as a mother, even the humble people will eventually have a great side.

How can a mother not want her son to live a better life?

Stewart took out the documents, and May signed his name almost without hesitation.

"Take a good training over there, don't run back often."

Mei urged a few words.

"I will, but you should also pay attention to your diet and health, and I will call you often when I get to New York." After Tyson finished, I added: "I will supervise you."

Mei froze for a moment, then smiled.

Tyson waved goodbye to his siblings and finally got on a Stewart Ford car.

Mei secretly prayed in his heart: ‘The eagle will eventually grow up, spread his wings in the sky, and soar on the top of the mountain. ’

……

Kus and Mill held a grand welcome ceremony for Tyson.

Trainers in the training hall, as well as Teddy and Stewart, all participated.

A sumptuous lunch and a pleasant conversation among the people gave Tyson a feeling of returning home.

Everyone did not exclude themselves, they regarded themselves as a member of the family.

Thyson thought.

In the evening, Stewart said goodbye to everyone.

"Asshole, I hope to see you become the world heavyweight champion, I look forward to that day."

Stewart slapped Tyson's chest.

Tyson said with a smile: "Brother, you will see that day, will not let you wait too long."

"Mr. D'Amato, I will give you this medley."

After he got into the car, he waved goodbye to everyone, and then slowly disappeared into the field of vision while driving the car.

"He is a good friend." Kus said and patted Tyson on the shoulder.

Tyson said: "Yes."

In the evening, Kus still talked to him and talked about things about boxing.

Tyson loves to listen, and keeps practicing as he describes.

Because he was released on parole, his life was planned again.

It is inevitable to go to school on Monday and Friday.

So the time he can use except Saturday and Sunday is only night.

Of course, Kus will also teach him psychologically at night, so the time he can use, except in class, only has noon rest.

So on the school playground, a black man who was constantly doing various trainings appeared every day.

In that New York school where black people would be discriminated against.

Tyson's skin color caused him a lot of trouble.

But he didn't have the urge to beat the children.

After demonstrating his superb boxing skills several times, no one in the whole school mocked himself with skin color problems.

After school, Tyson will always use a variety of time to strengthen himself.

After, Kus will conduct psychological counseling and physical training for him.

Kus's requirements are very strict, whenever Tyson reaches the limit of physical fitness, he will always say.

"You can do it, Mike, you can do better, I believe you."

He always inspired him on the side.

Again and again, never stopped.

The role of his words is also huge. Tyson breaks through time and time again and reaches new heights.

Whether it is physical or psychological, he is developing in the direction of a fighter.

……

Ding Ding Ding!

The sound of the alarm sounded.

Tyson opened his eyes, rolled over and started washing.

After completing his personal hygiene problems, he ran out wearing shorts and a white towel on his shoulder.

He used to run five kilometers along the Hudson River and five kilometers when he returned, and today is no exception.

The Hudson River in the early morning was a little cool, and the air was extremely fresh. After only a short distance, his body and mind were completely relaxed.

Blowing gently, Tyson breathed slowly and rhythmically.

He will hit some air strikes from time to time, and sometimes change his steps.

Sometimes he flew like an arrow off the string, sometimes he would slow down his speed, relax and feel everything around him.

When he ran back along the Hudson River to the house of Kus, it was already seven o'clock in the morning.

Kus has put the prepared breakfast on the table.

"Mike, come and eat your breakfast."

Kus looked a little unhappy.

Tyson knew that he was a strong man, and he got up at 5 o'clock every morning to train, which made Kus feel like he had no face.

But after all, he is already older, and he is not as good as young people in many aspects, including fitness and sports.

"Thank you for your early time."

"Can you stay away from the Catholic Church over there when you run?" Kus was nagging like an old man, but his attitude was tough.

Tyson knows that Kus is still grudged about Patterson ’s affairs, even though this has been going on for many years.

"But I have to pass there, the environment there can relax me."

Tyson shrugged and answered truthfully.

"Okay, but you are not allowed to walk in." Kus became a little impatient.

"Of course I am not a Catholic, why am I going into that place?"

After breakfast, it was already 7:30 in the morning. Tyson sorted out his things and ran towards the school.

He runs to school every day, the school is about 5 kilometers away from Kus's home.

After coming to school, he will learn step by step, once he has free time, he will do various training.

In school, Tyson became a stranger, and almost no one likes to talk to him.

Of course, Tyson doesn't like to talk to this group of little farts.

In the entire class of the school, his height is not the highest, but his physique is the strongest.

But there will always be trouble for the unsightly child to find him.

Whenever this time, Tyson would always reach out to grab the opponent's collar and throw him far away.

"Don't bother me."

This is what he said most to those children.

Soon after school, Tyson ran back to the training hall on the second floor as usual.

"Mike, did you learn new knowledge today?"

Tyson put the schoolbag aside: "Yes."

Although only very simple knowledge, Tyson had to obey the rules.

"Can you devote to training now?"

Tyson moved his shoulders: "Of course. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

Kus took out a recorder and crouched it on the ground.

This recorder will play a series of numbers.

At this time, Tyson needs to stand in front of the boxing tool named ‘Willie’.

This thing is wrapped in canvas, and there is a frame around the mattress, which looks similar to the shape of the human torso.

This training tool is named after boxer Willie Pastrano.

Of course, as the founder, Kus has the right to name himself.

'Willie' is divided into different areas, each area is marked with a different number.

Tyson should train his odd hand punch according to odd number and right hand punch evenly.

Each number corresponds to a different area. The purpose of this training is that the more you repeat movements based on numbers, the more these movements can become the body's instinct and mechanical response.

In the end, once you hear the numbers, you do n’t even need to think, you can use your instinct to punch, and maximize the perfect combination of boxing.

"Practice this exercise for two hours every day, until this recorder can help you hit a continuous combination of punches."

Kus put his hands behind his back, majestic like a general.

Just started the recorder, the sound of reading numbers will be very slow, and there will be a little speed up when it comes to the back.

This tape is just the slowest of the five tapes.

Will wait for Tyson to be able to skillfully complete these movements and hit a beautiful combination punch before entering the next tape training.

Tyson agreed, and then listened carefully to the numbers on the radio, attacking the area corresponding to ‘Willi’.