Net King: God-level player

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168. Change, evolution?

168. Change, evolution?

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169. Has it?

Hey! An extremely crisp snatch sound.

"How could catch it!"

The true fields are stunned to the Tennis, especially the trace, especially the trace.

The moment, the moment, the racket of the trace, finally touched tennis.

Next moment! Hey! The arm rises, the racket is cut down, the horror speed on the tennis sudden disappears, with the Thunder, the speed brushs the ball, and falls on the ground.

":!"

The trace department is divided.

The excited sound of the referee instantly runs through the audience, on the high platform, the referee is complicated to the trace department.

Such tennis actually be intercepted what is the eye and reaction speed! "Hey, this is, this is!"

"Who can tell me, how to catch it, I didn't see the tennis!"

"This is really a junior high school student, it is incredible!"

The audience present is a horror and sluggish.

In their expectations, this tennis is completely unable to catch, because it is too fast.

But now, the trace department caught it.

"I have caught it !!"

The three pupils in the autumn could not help but shrink.

Because he has no way to keep this speed! When it is better than the Guandong Competition, it is now too big! "Absolutely close to 200, or have arrived!"

Liu Lian two also can't help but say, and then silent.

It is such a speed, and it is actually the case of the department Jingwu gives the insight !! This scene, in other major teams, it is also working.

Mountain blowing middle school.

"Thousands of stones, which one can you see, can you do?"

On the side, South Jianlang can't help but ask.

Because of thousands of stone clear, it is also a very advantageous person in terms of vision, he does even have super dynamic vision! Other mountain blowers players can't help but look forward to thousands of stone.

Thinking on a moment, thousands of stone pure shook his head: "If you can't do it, you are so fast!"

Can't do it! All the players of all mountain blow middle schools are taking a breath, more downsful to see two people on the court.

On the court, the game continued.

It is still a true nano.

I have a deep sucking, the true field, a beautiful look, the cold looks at the trace.

"I only can't change the ball, I can't change the end of you!"

The current situation is still his lead! The trace is a cold, disdain. "Who told you that the uncle can only catch a ball!"

His insight is visual, and now you can capture it, such as wind! Can be captured for the first time, you can have a second! Opposite.

The true field is silent to go back to the servant.

It is still his serve.

Bottom line.

Trumpet Strings, a look, tight racket.

"The death !! is evil!"

His disease is resolved for the first time.

Then, the next time, it will never be far away! Once he is in trouble, he wants to win from the hand of the trace, will not be so easy.

Hey! Hey! Hey! Cut the tennis in your hand and gently patted it on the ground, and the true fields are not sweet and angry.

"Must beat you !!"

Hey! The arm rises, and the true fields will continue to perform their wind.

Tennis suddenly flicker, soon disappear.

This trace department is trying to catch the ball, the ice is blue, and the trace is in the blue eyes of the sea.

Insight is open to the extreme, he captures any silent,

The eyes were denied.

"over there!"

The trace department is low.

Stepping! Quickly excited, go to the destination, but next moment, tennis fell.

A tennis falls on the ground, quickly pops up, then brushing over the side.

":!"

Zhenfei Strings will win.

But the True Tiao Sino's eyes, but the moment suddenly turned up.

This ball is still caught! Just, the anti-shooting of the trace is slow.

"Dry beautiful !!"

The three arrogance of the autumn, and the heartbeat slowed down.