I thought proudly in my heart... The one who is so proud of being teased by us is not a pig, but a stupid pig!
"Purple disciple, solve it with one move and avoid long nights and dreams!"
As expected, Han Jinling is still old and hot, so she has more ideas... She is afraid of the changes in the last game, so naturally she cannot have such an accident! Zi Tu held the tennis ball... "You are tired, I will help you out!"
"
His serve is so fast and heavy that no one can see it, but it is still as heavy as a piece of gold, leaving no one defenseless.
That serve went directly to Zi's face. With Zi's strength, if Zi couldn't avoid it, Zi's face would be absolutely disfigured...
"It's so cruel! It's true that he's not a poisonous man."
Cheng raised his eyebrows, but the purple disciple really poked Zi's back this time. Apart from her boss, her back is her face! Because of her temperament, her face is the boss's identity...
Zi seemed to be stunned, staring at the tennis ball hitting her face... motionless!
"ah--"
A burst of screams resounded through the sky, making people feel thunderous. Many people did not dare to open their eyes and closed their eyes tightly. After hearing the screams, they slowly opened their eyes.
But they found Zi stretching on the side and tapping her calf... and the one screaming was a girl standing outside the iron fence!
The iron net was actually deformed by the tennis ball and was marked with a spherical arc. Then the girl's nose was damaged and marked with grid marks... which were particularly conspicuous.
"You...when did you hide away?"
He was obviously still there, why did he run away all of a sudden...
"Do you think I am so stupid? Do you want to ruin my appearance? Since you are in the first grade of junior high school, then I will be in the fifteenth grade. Reciprocity~"
Zi squinted her eyes, her enchanting eyes full of sharp light. She hated the attention of others slapping her in the face.
"The beautiful lady wants to be fifteen, but I'm afraid she won't have a chance. The next few balls will be my right to serve!"
Zi Tu was so proud... He threw the tennis ball in his hand, trying to arouse Zi's anger... But would such a childish provocateur, Fa Zi, be fooled? Of course... No!
"I'm so scared...President, I don't want to play anymore, I want to fight quickly!"
Zi pouted her lips very well and reported to Leng October...while Leng October nodded seriously!
What does it mean? The audience is confused? Does it mean that Qise still has room for maneuver?
How is that possible?
Impossible?
Just between possibility and impossibility, the battle between Zi and Zitu began again. Zitu kicked the ball very neatly...but Zi did not dodge, she shot with both hands. Women are not as strong as men, since they can't do it with one hand.
, what about the hands?
Bang——
Caught..Caught..
I don’t think it’s possible. The audience was all dumbfounded. Were they dazzled? Wasn’t that pale woman exhausted? What was going on now? Her face was not red and she was out of breath!
"Tit for tooth!"
Zi Yin said thoughtfully...the tennis ball flew into the air and went towards Zi Tu's face...
Zi Tu narrowly dodged and passed by his face. The strong wind brought by the tennis ball blew on his face... and there were burning red marks!
"Zitu..you must win!"
Han Jinling roared... She seemed to be going crazy...
The moment Zitu picked up the ball, he changed the tennis ball... Yes, he must win, no matter what the means, he must win~
"slow.."
Leng October stretched out and signaled a timeout like the referee...
"Dear referee, is it a felony to change tennis balls without permission and be disqualified from the game?"
Leng Yueyue's voice is cold and has the flavor of bamboo, aloof and indifferent, like a touch of aura left in the world like a banished immortal.