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Chrysanthemum Ying 2 and Dashi Xikiro, two-handed combination, after this time, even in Kanto is also a top double-handed combination, but in the face of a double-handed combination, it is still a child.

The final No. 2 double game youth is still lost to the four days of Temple, really on the protagonist is in the show.

Although the total score is now 1: 1, but the more south of the South Lang can not worry, after all, the two monsters of the bamboo leaves and handcuffs are not playing yet.

"The Third Bureau, No. 2 Single, Youth Academy of Juji Yuzhu Ye Four Tian Temple Mao Lishu Sanlang!"

After listening to the declaration of the referee, the face of the ferry repaired, the worst situation still happened.

Watanabe is not considered that Mao Li Shou Sanlang has any possibility of defeating the feather bamboo leaves, but even if it thinks, the Favadian repairs is still in charge of Gori Shou Sanlang.

"The four days of Temple Mao Li Shou Sanlang serves!" The referee announced the way.

"Oh, it's so good, is it really right?" Mao Li Shou Sanlang is excited to look at the bamboo leaves. "After reading the game you and the Lion Middle School, I will want to play with you."

"Hey ..." Looking at Mao Lishi Sanlang in front of him, the feather bamboo leaves don't know why Make the Cheto of Mercury.

"Just let you see my strength!" After Mao Lihou Sanlang said, it was a quick serve, playing past the bamboo leaves.

The speed and strength of the ball are indispensable. After all, Maori Sanlang is a full-energy player who has no short board.

However, in the face of the feather bamboo leaves, Mao Li Shou Sanlang's all-round player is a bit mediocre. After all, the feather bamboo leaves are not only a full-capacity player without a short board, but also every piece of the feather bamboo leaves. Mao Li Shou Sanlang is long.

Seeing the servant of Maori San, the mouth of the mouth of the feather bamboo leaves raised slightly.

"It's like wind!"

With the launch of the double son, the right hand of the feather bamboo leaves suddenly waved, brought a violent atmosphere, and the power of the wind gathered on the racket of the feather bamboo leaves.

"!"

With the rush of the bamboo leaves, the tennis is like a green meteor, and suddenly goes toward Maori Sanlang.

"Good heavy!" When Mao Lishu Sanlang took the bamboo leaves, I feel that my wrist came up and I had to shoot my own racquet.

However, Mao Lishu Sanlang still brought the horrible power of the bamboo leaves, and told the tennis back.

The tennis rushed over the direction of the feather bamboo leaves.

The footsteps of the feather bamboo leaves suddenly stepped forward, a golden Thunder passed through the bamboo leaves, and a very horrible Tianwei was emitted from the bamboo leaves of the feathers.

The true nano's movement is like a thunder, and the handcuffs of the feather bamboo leaves have reached another new field.

The golden Thunder is translator on the racket in the hands of the bamboo leaves, and the tennis is like a golden dragon whistling.

boom!

Thunder shines, electric light is filled, like it is going to destroy everything! Easy to tear the half of Maori Sanlang!

"Youth Academy Yuzheng bamboo leaves, score 15: 0, Youth Academy leads!"

"It's horrible to kill the ball!" Mao Lihou Sanlang's voice was clearly treated, and Maori Sanlang did not think that the strength of the feather bamboo leaves would be so horrible.

In the face of the ball that is just that the bamboo leaves, Maori Sanlang, even the action of the counterattacks cannot be made.

"Is it too much?" Seeing the reaction of Maori Sanlang, the . "In this case, then it is still changing to the village. After all, the ball skills of Haixun is gentle!"

Looking at the bamboo leaves, it was easily pressed by Mao Lishi Sanlang, and the hearts of Faview and other people were a layer of dark clouds.

Why do there be such a monster in the world!

The game in the field continues.

In the case where the feather bamboo leaves did not continue to use the Thunder, Mao Li Shou Sanlang has come back and the feather bamboo leaves. It is only no one to score.

"Why don't you use a wave of play? Don't you just have just like a Thunder? If you don't have to, if you don't have to, use your handcuffs to cut the ball, you will have a knot. Leaves, some anxiously shouted.

"English and two, is he used to use a more terrible playing skill than the attack? I think the ball skills you use now should take effect." Not two weeks helped his eyes.

"?"

"The five senses of Xingcun." Not only one is not two weeks, the handcuffs also have seen the ball used by the feather bamboo leaves.

......

"Maybe this goal, can I win?" Returning a coming of the bamboo leaves in the bamboo leaves once again gave it back, and the mind was brushed.

However, in the next moment, Mao Li Shou Sanlang's idea has been shattered.

"The sound disappears!" Just when Maori Sanlang was preparing to slamming the feathers, all the sounds outside the scene were disappeared.

After the hearing is deprived, Mao Lishi Sanlang's tactile feels deprived of a pompon bamboo leaves.

"Youth Academy of Academy Yuzhu Leaves, score 30: 0, Youth Academy Leading!"

Due to the disappearance of the tactile, Maori Sanlang can't control his own strength, and finally this ball has no network loss.

"Unfortunately!" White Stone Tibetan said that this ball said, only the status of Mao Li Shou Sanlang is somewhat incomprehensively.

"The tee error! Re-serve!"

"How can Mao Li's predecessors mistaken?" Shuishi Tibetan couldn't believe in Maori Sanlang in the field.

"The tee mistake! Youth Academy Yuzheng bamboo leaves, score 40: 0."

"Is it wrong?"

The white stone Tibetan is not known, just except for the auditory and touch, Mao Li Shou Sanlang's vision is also deprived.

For Mao Li Shou Sanlang, it is now not in the field, but is in a darkness of death.

"No, no!" After Mao Lishu Sanlang has lost two balls, it is too late to be delayed, and the Faview is finally detected that the state of Maori Sanlang is not right, suddenly stands.

"Coach, what is wrong?"

"The referee, this game we chose to be admitted!" When the referee was prepared to urge Ma Li Shou Sanlang, the Fate Border tried his hand.

"Watanabe coach you determine this way to choose?" The referee confirmed.

"Yes."

At this time, the Baishi Tibetan also finally missed the status of Maori Sanlang. Under the case of the Waving Border repair, Mao Li Shou Sanlang did not respond, but stayed like a wood in the same place.