Xian Lin covered her mouth with one hand, as if she was snickering. Such an expression made Xiaocha very dissatisfied, and raised an eyebrow at her, "Should I thank you for thinking so highly of my speed?" What a tragedy for you.
Xian Lin nodded politely, "I don't mind if you want to thank me." She was so low-key and really had no intention of playing such a high-profile game.
Xiaocha squatted down angrily, "You will fall into disgrace if I don't beat you!"
For the next serve, Xianlin did not use the same ball as before, but the angle of rotation of her ball was extremely strange. She won her own serve and tied 1-1.
After only two games, some sweat began to flow from their foreheads.
Xiaocha wiped the sweat from her face with her sleeves. It seemed that today's extracurricular activity of the Ice King Tennis Club was to watch a ball game. She and Xianlin were going to fuck hard here.
"Xiao Cha..." Xian Lin suddenly called her with a smile, "I will let you know how powerful I am! You are not the only one who can stand at the top of the stadium."
Xiaocha was stunned, is she so confident? She is not weak!
Xiaocha, who thought she could still cope with it, finally realized after four consecutive defeats that Xianlin's words were not a joke.
1-5... As long as Xian Lin wins one more game, her loss is not much different from a disastrous defeat. What makes her care about the defeat is that her racket has already been switched to her left hand, her dominant hand...
Sweat was dripping down her forehead and she was holding the racket tightly with her left hand. Would she lose? No! No matter who she was, she couldn't lose! She was the strongest at the top.
The corners of her mouth slowly raised in a confident arc, her right hand reached into her pocket, and took out a small milky white mask, and with it on her face, a familiar face instantly appeared in front of everyone in the Ice Emperor.
The miracle in the tennis world, the mysterious captain's gorgeous milky mask, confirmed her identity at this moment