"What...what's wrong? That person..." Ryuma, who had lost his memory, naturally had never seen the demonized Qiyuan, and seemed more shocked than others.
She looked backwards, as she thought, Bu Er's expression was very serious. She sighed, sat back next to Longma and replied to Longma's words, "That's the same pattern as the game, cut the original one. The anger was full, so other modes were turned on."
"..." He didn't know where to start complaining.
"It's interesting, I'll take your move."
"What a pity, little viper, I won't play with you anymore. What I want to fight is..."
Hearing the first half of Qi Xue Tong's words, he suddenly realized and shouted to the field, "Agan! Dodge quickly! He is going to hit you!" But it was too late, and she was hit by the ball just after she finished talking. , knocked away directly.
Then he hit the fuck again and again, and many people couldn't even bear it.
The referee doesn't care. Although this behavior is not a foul, it has already touched violence. She thinks she needs to calm down a little.
Liu was persuading Gan to give up the game, and she also understood Liu's meaning. If Agan continued to fight like this, he would probably be more injured, but how could he give up or something? He finally got here, even if they asked him to abstain. He would not abstain, because if he abstained this time, he would probably leave a lifetime of regret. This is their last national competition.
Something shocking happened again, switching mode... No, it was demonized and not just Kihara Ichi, but Haitang also demonized and looked particularly... thrilling?
Both of them are like this, so this game will really turn into a murder scene.
"No, Haitang! Don't lose yourself!"
Haitang ignored Dashi and walked a few steps forward, intending to join Keyuan in this way, but was caught by the fuck who fell to the ground.
Ji Xuetong couldn't hear what Gan was saying, probably just stopping him or something, but it was obviously much more effective than Senior Dashi's words, because he successfully stopped Haitang.
"How is it possible?! Is the data still collected under that situation..." Liu's words made her understand what Gan said just now.
"Rongma, have you remembered anything? Don't you have any impression of it?"
Longma paused, then shook his head firmly, "I don't have any impression." Then he pointed to the bloody fucking in the field with a worried look on his face. "That person is bleeding. If you are like this, do you still want to let him play?"
"That's his responsibility. Just like you, you have to participate in the competition even if you have amnesia. This is also your responsibility." He reminded him of this matter at all times. "So, try to remember it, Longma."
"Even if you say that, I will..." I can't think about it immediately. My mind was blank. I don't know what kind of person he is, nor can I remember him how to play tennis. I don't understand anything and can't remember anything. , I can't even think about it.
Just as she was about to say something, the fuck in the field fell to the ground and fainted. The angry and unwilling shouts echoed in the field, and Ji Xuetong couldn't bear to watch this game. This game was also considered their Qingxue. Abstained.