Net King: God-level player

Regardless of

In terms of basic data, or other squares, Liu Lian's winning rate is far more than the defending and humility.

"Still lose?"

The .

Just as Yuhu god, he said, and he was so fast to fall into the wind.

Now, the score is fixed in Lihai 4 :! "I have mastered your data, so you will lose!"

Liu Lian is laughing, and a strong power is rippling from his body, with a rich confidence and compression.

Eighten the feet and sink! He hated.

This smile, see this smile, he only feels angry and anxiety, and deep incompetence! Every time, Liu Lian will almost expose this smile.

"Give me back!"

Eighten the feathers and twisted, the arm suddenly settled.

Hey! Strong power is tapped, and tennis suddenly burst out a crisp, galloping.

"He is too anxious."

Royal fox god double ,

This goal, tolerance, and directly gave up the speed of his most good, turned to the power.

Equivalent, he gave up his own advantage! "Now, my possibility of winning is a hundred percent !!"

Liu Lian two loudly, while speeding up the Internet, flattering the direction of tennis.

The strong power is accompanied by high speed rotation, and tennis galloped by the angle of the drill.

", Lihai big, score 5 :!"

The referee announced that the sound runs through the audience.

In the past ten minutes, under the data tennis in Liu Lian, I was defeated and defeated.

Score is fixed in Liulian 2 6: Victory.

"If you are not so eager, you are defeated, probably 75 %%."

Liu Lian twice his eyes and said with a smile.

This game came down, and he fully controlled the melody and rhythm, and brought to the end of the end to the end of the oppression.

"hateful!"

Eightening the feathers and low, drinking, under the declaration of the referee, two people walked back into their respective teams.

Single 2 2 quickly, the four days of the Temple is a thousand years old, and the Hai Da is Jack Sambhan.

The final result is at a thousand years old 6: Sheng Jack Sangyuan.

There is only the last game of the Temple of Temple! "

Which team is victory, our opponent, it is born. "

The sorrow of the sorrow, the whole god is concentrated in the field.

"I think that the possibility of the victory of the Hai Da is more likely, yes, double blazing"

The trace department is mouth, and looked at Royal Fox.

"The victory will be the sea."

Royal fox gods did not hesitate to say it directly.

In the plot, Lihai has completed two consecutive deals, four days of Temple finally became the foot stone of the championship.

Now, under the leadership of Haixun Jing, the Royal Fox gods, I believe that the Sea Conference will overcome the four-day Temple.

but.

"Two consecutive experiences, now, it is the ice emperor!"

Royal fox gods in the heart of dark road.

If you don't have the expected, this time, it is the business of Haixun and Baishi Tibet! At the same time.

"Lihai Four Day Temple, the last game, single game, please enter the two sides."

The sound of the referee is transmitted from the broadcast.

Xingcun, the city mentioned the racket and walked toward the stadium.

On the other hand, the white stone Tibetan also walked into the court.

"let's start."

Xingcun Jingshi is quiet and whispered.

"So simply!"

The browbood of the white stone is minor, and quickly said.

The competition started quickly, the messenger bureau of Baishi Tibet.

Bottom line.

Hey! Hey! Hey! White stone tibes are gently patted with tennis.

Hey! The arm is raised, and tennis is thrown in the air.

"I played!"

Hey! White stone is low, tennis rapidly turns a lightning, run through the court.

opposite.

Xingcun Jingshi is lighter, the body is like electricity, the speed is on the Internet, and the wrist suddenly cuts in the direction of tennis.

"In his words, I have no reason to lose, sorry!"

A weird felt from tennis rippling, the white stone hooded.