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October Temple NO.300

With her head raised, her purple hair was blown by the wind, revealing her white chin, and her charming side face... She didn't jump, and her movements still didn't change. She just reached out and threw the tennis ball into the sky!

Just when the tennis ball is about to fall, it will naturally turn its body... with the body as the axis, and the racket will naturally slap the falling tennis ball, an ordinary high lob... Such an inexplicable serve makes people feel blocked in their hearts... an ordinary high lob

, it's actually in a weird posture?

Zi Tu didn't dare to act rashly... He pursed his lips and took it seriously... As the high lob slowly passed through the sky, Zi Tu had already arrived at the drop point.

However, the high lob was still passing through the air, and the ball that was expected to qualify was steadily stopped on the inside of the tennis line...

Zi Tu felt bitter in his heart... This ball would obviously fall to the outside of the tennis line, but why is the reality on the inside? He can't figure it out at all?

"Yeah, it's really fun to get a point so simple!"

Zi supported her chin and seemed to be surprised, her moist eyes were full of charm!

“Great luck!”

The people of Zixuan Club muttered in their hearts...

"I won't have such good luck next time!"

Zi Tu smiled, and she felt a little bit stiff and hard. Unfortunately, Zi didn't take him to heart at all... "Don't you know, is luck also a kind of strength?"

"Be careful!"

Zi took a tennis ball and raised her eyebrows. She smiled and looked charming.

The elegant neck was slightly stretched, and the white chin was gently raised.

Zi Tu received this serve, and he pulled the bow left and right and forced Zi into a dead corner... and ran back and forth at the bottom line!

Despite this, Zi scored points again and again, which made Zi a little anxious. At this moment, Zi was exhausted, sweat soaked her clothes, and her long hair was clotted on her face. When she ran back and forth on the bottom line, Zi was still superb with her

He scored 5 points in his ball skills...

“0-5”

Zitu was panicked. He inserted it into his pocket, stroked the tennis ball in his pocket, and pulled it in his heart...

The pale face was obviously overdrawn... Zi staggered and fell to the ground...

“15-0”

The Zitu got one point... The seven-colored people stood up anxiously...

"Zixia, if it really doesn't work, give up!"

Lan's anxious face was very sincere, and no one suspected that he was just a show.

"No."

The stubborn purple shone brightly in her charming eyes. She gritted her teeth and stood up. Her calves were still trembling, her feet were already red and swollen. Her lips were blue...

Zi Tu was surprised. It seemed that the other party's physical strength was no longer enough. He was in control of victory. He did not dare to stay at all, for fear of any change...

It is still the same as before, and it is still controlling the ball back and forth between the bottom line...

"mean!"

Cheng glared at Zi Tu angrily and shouted at Zi Xuan...

"Tsk tsk, is this despicable? What is your despicable player who knocks out our players with tennis? That's shameless!"

Han Jinling had a strange smile on her face, and she was very disgusted with Orange... I really wanted to paint her face, it was so annoying!

"Old witch..."

Cheng was not angry and made a face... and no longer looked at Zixuan's staff. But he didn't know that Cheng had an evil curve on the corner of his mouth after turning around...

"Tsk tsk...a group of pigs!"

I thought proudly in my heart... I was so proud that I was teased by us, not a pig, but a stupid pig!

"Zi Tu, solve it with one move to avoid the long night and the dreams are too many!"


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