Tennis King: God-level Player

boom!"!"

boom!"!"

But the ending didn't change, they were all downplayed by the fox god Shuangchi.

Come to the end of the game.

"Damn!! Damn!! Damn!!"

Wu Jujian

Shi Bao shouted, his body full of violent aura, "It was just a test just now, this time, it won't be so simple!"

Finished.

Wu Jujianshi grabbed the tennis ball and was so irritable that he threw the tennis ball violently.

"You brought it all on your own, and if you want to blame it, you are so hateful!!"

This time, Wu Ju Jianshi's eyes were fierce and fierce, his racket raised, and he went in the direction of Shuangchi, the god of the fox.

But Atobe Keigo and the three of them were all surprised.

Because although Wu Ju Jianshi was heading in the direction of Yuhu God Shuangchi, he aimed at his wrist! Wu Ju Jianshi was clearly aimed at attacking Yuhu God Shuangchi.

"This is too shameless!"

Atobe Keigo's face was icy cold.

Beside him, Tezuka Kunimitsu's eyes were also dark, and there was a hint of disgust in his eyes.

Regardless of

How many times has Wu Ju Jianshi made him very sick! "Is it okay?"

Fu Er Zhousuke asked worriedly.

"No, this kind of garbage, Shuangchi will handle it."

Atobe Jingwu said coldly that although he was angry, he believed in Shuangchi, the god of the fox.

on the field.

The fox god Shuangchi looked at the swept tennis balls, and there was a sharp twinkle in the eyes of different colors.

Originally, because of the Tezuka Kunimitsu incident, he was extremely disgusted with Takeshi Kenshi.

Now, if the other party wants to repeat the old tricks on him, he will not show mercy.

Step! Yuhu God's eyes were cold and stern, he quickly dodged and circled to the back of the tennis ball.

then.

Go across to the tennis ball.

Pop! All speed, power, spin is gone, and the racket holds the tennis ball.

The fox god Shuangchi raised his arms again.

Bang! The tennis ball shot away, like a streamer, galloping out.

However, it was not aimed at Wu Ju Jianshi's body, but heavily on Wu Ju Jianshi's racket.

"The Thirteenth Form of Execution - Slicing the Belly!"

The tennis ball fell, and the giant force rippled, Wu Ju Jianshi's arm trembled, and the racket hit his abdomen heavily.

"Ahhhhh!!"

A shrill scream came out of Wu Ju Jianshi's mouth, and the severe pain made him curl up and tremble.

The tennis ball fell to the ground.

",Wuju Jianshi, 0:!"

Yamato Yuda's voice sounded.

The audience was silent.

All Qingxue players looked at the tragic situation of Wuju Jianshi with a shocked expression.

under their watchful eyes.

Wu Jujian's face was full of resentment, he endured the severe pain and shouted: "Boy, you are finished!!"

"Come on, keep going!!"

He swears that no matter what happens next, he will make Yuhushen Shuangchi pay! In this regard, Yuhushen Shuangchi just sneered.

In the second game, Yuhushen Shuangchi's serve.

Swish! The tennis ball shot out, like an arrow from the string, as fast as lightning.

Wu Ju Jianshi gritted his teeth and walked sideways.

"Block it, block it, stop it!"

But this is obviously not possible.