Net King: God-level player

The horrible airflow was intercepted by the racket, and a burst of wind was raging towards the gods of Royal Fox.

It's just a balance, and the ground behind him explodes a layer of gravel.

The string is broken, and a sputum is hovering.

Royal fox god double blazing is dark, some helpless feelings from the wrist bricks and exhausted.

"Sure enough, it is still a bit reluctant."

Long-term physical consumption, whether it is no, the opening of the Emperor of the Emperor, give him a small consumption.

If the opponent is another person, he has already won, but it is Dragon.

"However, I have not planned to lose!"

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Zi! String strings are overwhelmed, gradually cracking, Royal fox gods simply gave up this handle ... Racket.

Tennis landing.

":!"

The voice of the staff sounded rapidly.

Now, in this game, the Broad Dragon is leading the lead.

"Do you want to get rushed?"

"It's too exciting, isn't they afraid of the bones, no way to bear this skill and strength?"

"Hey, is it really going to grab 7?"

Side of the native players around each other, horror.

This game has last for nearly two hours.

Among them, regardless of

It is Royal Fox, the gods, and the more foreflowering, the high-strength overload.

The two do not feel the feeling, but they are all onlookers, but they are surprising.

"This endurance, is this really a junior high school student?"

Wei Shi is shocked in the heart

In the field.

"It seems that this is going to grab 7."

The more foreigner, Dragon, looked at Royal Fox, and said with a smile.

"This is not what you said."

Royal fox god squat smiled, faint.

"It's really not frank."

The more foreigner shrugged, and he changed a racket and went to the bottom line.

Royal fox gods also changed a new racket.

Bottom line.

Hey! Hey! Hey! The more forehead Dragon's gaze is dignified.

In this step, every waving shot determines whether the game is over! "Call, I don't want to lose to you!"

I have a deep sucking, the more the Dragon is smile, and the white man on the body has been rich again.

Ashura God! The ultimate limit of thousands of hammers! The ultimate is the ultimate! Open all the status, the breath of the dragon, the breath, the opposite side.

Hey! Tennis are sprinkled, and the tennis, the arm is locked, and the arm is flat.

Bang !! The loud sound of the loud roar, the eye-catching golden light is taken from the racket.

A violent destruction of a violent is not in love with the golden light boot, the high-speed rotation is a horrible cyclone.

Wan, a giant bomb, the golden light, the gas is hovering, the sand splashes.

The glare of the light is bright, if the light is flowing, quickly brushing the ball, and slamming the gods.

This breath, the onlookers of the rice native players sweating.

But the two people on the field are as usual, very calm.

"It's here!"

In the eyes of Yulux, the eyes of the Emperor of the Tenthole, a nasty red aperture flashes.

Stepping! The footsteps are booted, and the royal fox gods are so fast! There is no hesitation, and the Royal Fox is a double color arm, which is suddenly pressed against tennis.

Hey! The ball is playing in tennis, a green smotting, and the airflow is shocked.

The horrible power is in an instant into the arm of the Royal Fox, so that his wrist is slightly sinking.

But his look is still very calm, and it is faint to look at the front dragon.

"Dragon Ya, this trick, I was first officially used in the game."

"Be careful!"

Royal fox gods look opposite the front of the Dragon, whispering.

What is more surprised by Dragon Ya.

But very quickly.

"Despite it, double blazing!"

The longer Dragon, smiled and said, looking forward to it.

However, with the action of the gods of the gods, his brow is deeply frightened.

now.