Taocheng faced a straight ball and seized the opportunity to hit the jack knife.
"It appears, the jack knife of Taocheng!" The uninformed middle school students thought the competition would win, but they did not expect that the ghost also grabbed the slap in both hands, then jumped up, using the same jack knife, but the speed was rotated and
All their powers surpass the jack knife in Taocheng.
No one spoke because they had seen the strength of ghosts and were definitely not on the same level as Taocheng.
Taocheng was hit by the ball, and then flew backwards, his hands trembling so much that he couldn't even hold the racket. "The winner is decided!" After the ghost finished speaking, he was about to leave the field.
But Taocheng stood up. He must not let these high school students look down on junior high school students, absolutely not.
I don’t know how many times the rackets in Taocheng were knocked away. Looking at this situation, I was really angry. That ghost was obviously bullying people.
You must know that if you can’t hold the shot, you will definitely not be able to win.
"Momo, don't go on like this? Otherwise, we will never have the chance to turn the tables!" Qingxue everyone looked at Taocheng nervously, but Taocheng still rushed to the field regardless of everything.
But he was knocked away again, and Taocheng didn't listen to what he was trying to comfort him.
"Taocheng, do your best." I knew that Taocheng was definitely going to fight as a child. Although it was impossible to win, it was enough to do your best.
"Of course. Although I don't listen to my seniors, I can still listen to my classmates' words!" Taocheng rushed to the frontcourt with a racket again.
To be honest, although I don’t want anyone to look down on junior high school students, is this worth it in Taocheng? These hands may be almost ruined, right? Why is this trouble?
"One ball, just one ball." Taocheng said silently in his heart. He really only wanted to get one point with one ball, but he still couldn't do it well. He used jack knife to give the ball that Taocheng got.
Called back.
"Game Ghost, 6:0!" said the referee. Taocheng failed without getting a point in the ghost's hands.
All the junior high school students present were silent. I have to say that this is really good. If a high school student can talk about a group of junior high school students, they will be suppressed by them. More people will look down on the junior high school students.
The ghost looked at his racket, and the ball finally broke his ball line. He had to say, these junior high school students are not simple, "Practice well, come back, Taocheng Wu!"
Taocheng was lying on the ground, and now his body was covered in wounds.
"momo!" Qingxue and others ran over, and everyone was worried about Taocheng.
Longma and I stood outside the field, slowing down a little.
"That's how high a junior high school student is,"
"It's a hundred years early to challenge our high school students!"
My eyes suddenly became cold. Sure enough, those coaches had the intention of severely suppressing the momentum of junior high school students because they saw the strength of junior high school students.
"Hey, the strongest among you is Tokugawa, right?" Ryuma pointed at the two high school students who were talking with a racket, with an arrogant tone and sharp eyes.
"I will defeat him." After snatching Longma's line, I spoke in a cold tone. I looked down on others and was destined to look down on myself. Such a high school student would definitely not succeed.
Like a trapped lamb? Humph, let those people see who is the lamb, but the training that is about to start is the most hateful training, and killing each other is just like this.
"Qianye, what are you thinking?" Fu Er saw that I was silent all the time, so he spoke curiously.
I shook my head. It seems that I can only take one step at a time. After all, those training menus will actually make us stronger, but the process is just a pain.
It was so tall that a person suddenly appeared. He was at least two meters tall, which was really terrible. "First of all, two people form a team! Or any group." The tall Saito Zhi said with a trumpet.
Sure enough, it began.
"So, who is my opponent?" There were only 50 people in the original work, and two people were added later, but I had extra ones, so who would form a team with me? And since you can send an invitation to death, then they will also
Knowing my strength, who is my opponent by the junior high school students present?
"Haha, kid, don't worry, your game is still behind!"