Net King: God-level player

"Humph!"

Park Canmu snorted to the Yue Yue Yue.

At this time, I always silently smashed the moonlight, and suddenly looked like Park Canmu.

Park Canmu only felt a moment of mind.

What kind of eye is cold, and looks like a look, just looks like a dead

!! No, or say, not awful.

That is to look at a dead!! But how can this possible! Park Canmu's mind began to echo the eyes.

now.

"Now starting the expedition neon team team, the second, double, one, and the game will now."

"The Ball of the Bell !!"

The black is started from the sound of the husband.

The serve is a stick of the stick.

Standing at the bottom line, the look of Park Canmood is very embarrassed.

At his side, Jin Zhilong brows deeply frowned, and he looked at Park Canmu and said: "Canmany, serve !!"

"Oh, oh, ok, serve !!"

Park Canmu is like, suddenly realized.

He is a bit stiff to shoot the ball, tennis hold in the hand.

At the same time, I was shot on the ground.

Park Canmu is no longer hesitating, and the tennis is tall high.

When the tennis flew, it was not in the highest point in the high altitude, and Park Canmoo was instantly jumped.

Hey! The arm is waved, the racket raises, and it has been waved in the direction of tennis.

Hey! Tennis instantly appear crisp.

But the next moment, everyone's face has changed.

I only saw this at the time, the tennis, flying toward the edge of the side, then bordered! "Out of the world!"

"!"

The black part sounded at this time.

"I'm out of bound!"

"This is the strength of the stick!"

"Some can't bear to look straight."

The high school students around them are shaking their heads.

"The spirit assassination, it seems that it has begun."

Sanjin Valley is helping the glasses on the face and whispered.

"Hey, the spirit of moonlight, sometimes it is really horrible."

Domo is also said.

Royal fox god sword nodded.

Spiritual assassination! Corps.

"What is the buddhism that is dead, Park Canmu is doing!"

Gold is a little bit of a sudden drip.

At his side, the good expression of Korean is very ugly.

"This kind of serve, there will be no mistakes in my elementary school."

Court on the court.

Park Canmu is a sudden change when it finds his own tee.

Next, Park Canmoo continues to serve.

But! Still in a constant mistake.

With the mistakes of Park Canmu, the smart, the smart, and the river, the first game has been taken.

"What are you doing, what are you doing?"

Jin Zhilong's face is also a little ugly.

He looked at the mistake of Park Canmood, and the border of a ball.

"I"

Park Canmood changes.

"Forget it, the opposite is started, don't lose anymore!"

Jin Zhilong somedately.

now.

Neon's serve.

More than the smock of the moonlight.

Standing on the bottom line.

Hey! The more the arm of the smart light is opened, the arm is throw, and the tennis is quickly thrown by him.

Hey! The moment of tennis thrown, arrived at the highest point, he has already waved the racket with Thunder.

Hey!! Tennis scored a burst of humming, quickly disappearing on the court.

Jin Zhilong is about to act, and tennis have already landed, splashing a layer of dust.