Net King: God-level player

"Minister, don't say more, it's a group of first grades, and fortunately, I won the victory in the national competition, I don't know how to be in the sky!"

"The smell of small children, I have long seen you very uncomfortable !! The strength wheel is high, I want to leave from Qingxue, I will play with me!"

After that, the history of Wujun is almost roaring, he has already endured it for a long time.

"Yeah, no matter what, this is too much!"

"Minister, the rush of the school is correct, even if they have received the national champion, but it is only a group of first grades,"

"Take a game !! Take a game !! Take a game !!"

The players around the Internet of Tennis are also an indignant.

In the crowd, the big and the big eyes suddenly retracted, and the dignified looked at the 3.

After a long time, he deeply smoked his mouth and said: "" Yushu goddess, the minister of the trace, "I also have this."

He is impossible to let Yuhu gods will be taken away in the game, and the game is now the last choice.

"Game?"

Royal fox god squat smiled and laughed, looked at the help of saying: "Our game needs to be delayed."

Not two weeks, I nodded: "I understand."

Then, the Yushu god squatted in the big and Youshui, but also in the body of the history of Wujie.

"Because of the jealousy, you want to hurt the handcuffs, it is you."

All players present in the field are all.

The trace department is also stunned, and it is very disdain very quickly: "It turned out that you guys, really disgusting."

"Hu said eight!"

Wujun's history of history flashed a panic, continue: "I don't dare to match, then I am very adequate, from the youth!"

"I promised the game."

At this time, Yuhu god squatted.

"But not with you, but you."

What is the meaning of on the scene, a quiet, and the Royal Fox has already filed a racket.

Hey! The arms raise, bend the knee, and jump.

Hey! The crisp shot instantly fires, and the entire tennis is a silence.

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184. Rolling out the tennis department

Boom! Tennis puncture, mixed with giant force, squatting on the ground.

A burst of smoke rolled up, and the momentum was sudden.

""

The surrounding players are looking at the Yushu gods in the eyes of the generos.

"Hey, this kind of power is somewhat foul"

"This kind of power, beyond all the first grade,"

"It should not be just a first grade."

The big and Youssea looked at Royal Fox God Shuangqi: "This is really a force you can have in the first grade!"

This power is too powerful!! And the side of the military, the brightestness is more violent, and the eyes of the eyes are getting stronger.

As a first-year life, why do you have such a powerful power! "Head boy, since you promise the game, don't blame me!"

The history of Wujie built is lighter, and his face is, he is acknowledged and walk towards the court.

The competition started quickly.

The first game, the sergeant of Wujie Jian History.

Dahe Youfu acts as a referee.

Bottom line.

"I will let you know what the words of respecting the school is meaning!"

Wujun's scratch history is a laugh, and the tennis in the subvert.

He admitted that the Royal Fox God has a few points, but he doesn't think it is a first-year life, how can he take him! "Tony!"

Royal fox god somewhat impatiently said that he did not want to take care of Wujun History.

"hateful!!"

Wujun Jian History sees the Royal Fox, the gods of the gods, and the anger and embarrassment is even more.

"This is your forced me !!"

The tympanity, the history of Wujun, rapidly throwing tennis, and the arm rises.

The gaze locks the tennis, the moment of the tennis falls, and there is no hesitation to shot.

Hey! Strong power is rippling, the tennis make a trembling, and quickly move towards the direction of the gods of the gods.

"This is the side of the martial arts of the elderly! The seniors are very angry."

"The strength of the martial arts is very powerful."

"This year's contest, no military senior, maybe we are dangerous."

Among the Tennis Party, there is a team member can't help but say it.

In Qingxue, the strength of Wujun's history is already a formal player, while the side romantic ball is one of the most good people who are the most good fortune of Wujun.

"This is a big boy, it is also very good to take it out!"

The trace department is disdainful.

For this kind of serve, he can clearly see the trajectory without opening insight.