Tong Xinyi looked at the evil god Saber in Tong Jianjun's hand, and her heart was full of entanglement, for the sake of the divine object in her mind, could she sacrifice something?

The remnant face of the evil god Saber seemed to convey something, constantly arousing the possessiveness in Tong Xinyi's heart. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Gritting his teeth, Tong Xinyi expelled some thoughts out of his mind, he didn't bring a swimsuit, he didn't meet the conditions for the competition, and he didn't have to struggle anymore.

"By the way, I even prepared a swimsuit for someone. ”

Tong Jianjun had a bright smile on his face, and took out a piece of dead reservoir water from the bag, which was the one he bought more yesterday.

"I see! The dead reservoir water that the teacher bought yesterday was prepared for Tong Xinyi. Dong Yijun knocked his palm, "But, isn't Tong Xinyi a cute boy, wearing tight-fitting dead reservoir water, won't it have the effect of 'a gentleman hiding a weapon in his body'?"

Thinking about that picture, Dong Yijun trembled for a while, and his face turned slightly red: "It seems that there is still a little excitement......

Tong Jianjun held the evil god Saber in one hand and the dead reservoir water in the other, looking like a missionary saint: "It's okay, the dead reservoir water is also considered women's clothing, and you haven't worn women's clothes." As long as you wear it once, you can get this artifact, isn't it worth it?"

"You! I...... I don't wear it because I like it!"

Tong Xinyi's face changed for a while, and finally he surrendered to the evil god, gritted his teeth and took away the dead reservoir water in Tong Jianjun's hand, and walked to the villa.

"Space is limited, so let's divide into groups and start first. Tong Jianjun showed a triumphant smile, "Find a good teammate to sign in with me." We adopt a group elimination system, and the last winner will get a prize. As for how the two prizes will be divided, it's up to you. ”

"Teacher Tong, can we also participate?" Mi Qi Aya also came over, "I'm also interested in that evil god." ”

Although they are two adults, the students all think that two weak-looking women are not too powerful. And the boys unanimously raised their hands in agreement, because this ball is very interesting!

"In that case, count yourself as a group. Tong Jianjun wrote down the grouping in the booklet in his hand.

In the end, there were eight groups in total.

Group A Mi Qi Aya, Dong Mi vs. Dong Yijun, Zhou Xing;

Group B: Qiao Enxi, Mu Yuan vs. Tong Xinyi, Geralt;

Group C Hu Menghua, Huang Siheng vs. Zhan Wei Future, Xu Weimin;

Group D Ye Yuqi, Lu Lu Xiu vs. Wang Huixiang, Wang Lan.

Dong Yijun was originally going to be a referee, but under the temptation of the evil god Saber, he resolutely teamed up with his old tablemate Zhou Xing and participated in the battle.

So Tong Jianjun took over as a referee: "Next, the game in Group A will start first, and players from both sides are invited to enter." Onlookers are asked to move away from the crowd to make room for the contestants. ”

Even if Mi Qiya maintained her ability and did not let the students discover her true identity, on one side is the young and beautiful big sister, on the other side is the obese Dong Yijun and the black and thin Zhou Xing, and the support rate of the two sides is almost one-sided.

"Partner, although we are not favored, I believe that with our cooperation, we can definitely win the game, right?" Dong Yijun patted Zhou Xing's back, pressing him almost out of breath.

Zhou Xing could only look at him with resentment.

The first to serve was Fuyumi, the tall lady who bent her shoulders to stand against the site, and threw the ball in front of her right shoulder, at shoulder height. Hit the bottom of the ball with a tiger's mouth, swing up with your forearm, and start with a beautiful high lob serve.

"Nani!"

Dong Yijun couldn't help but exclaim, what kind of trouble is such a standard posture going to make, and let people have a good time!

This ball has strong rotation, high arc, and fast descent, it is difficult to judge the landing point, Dong Yijun is almost still in a trance, and this ball has already fallen on the sand.

"Drop!" Tong Jianjun blew the whistle to signal that the ball was valid.

Dong Yijun's forehead slipped a drop of sweat, and his hand holding the ball trembled a little.

Dongmi looked at the two little boys opposite and showed a cold smile, she was the main force of the school team in college, how could these junior high school students be opponents. Not to mention counterattacking, it is difficult to even judge the landing point. Since Qi Aya wants that prize, then he will definitely help her win!

Wiping his sweat, Dong Yijun started to serve, although it was not as beautiful as Dong Mi, but it was also a quite powerful ball with a certain threat.

But as soon as he crossed the net, he was stopped by Dongmi, who was guarding the other side, and with a fierce smash, he scored another point!

The game went on very quickly, it was basically a one-sided crushing, Mi Qi Aya didn't even make any moves, just Dong Mi alone, suppressed the two opposite.

In order to save time, except for the finals, a seven-goal game is used to determine the winner. Under Dong Mi's ferocious play, Dong Yijun's side retreated one after another, and the score reached 6:0.

It was too strong, Dong Yijun felt a sense of powerlessness, and he couldn't judge the direction of her ball at all.

"Yijun. Before the last ball began, Zhou Xing stopped Dong Yijun.

Dong Yijun gasped: "If you have anything to say, let's talk about it after the game, no matter what, we have to catch their ball!"

"I know, but you hear me first. Zhou Xing's eyes became a little deep, "In fact, there is a truth, we all understand it, but we haven't used it." ”

"What?"

"No matter what you say, the body is still very honest!" Zhou Xing's eyes flashed with a gleam, "We have been guessing where the landing point will be, but we have not observed the essence. No matter how much she tries to hide the true landing point of the ball, her body will tell us! The teacher once told us to see the essence through the phenomenon!"

"I see!"

Dong Yijun felt a lot more sober in an instant, closed his eyes slightly, and then opened them suddenly: "24K titanium reincarnation writing wheel eye, open!"

I can see it, I can see it!

When you jump up, you can see the trajectory of the ball, the amazing elasticity, the arc of temptation!

The volleyball whistled past Dong Yijun's ears and slammed into the sand, and a strong sound announced that Dongmi and Mi Qiya had won the game.

However, Dong Yijun and Zhou Xing did not have the frustration of defeat on their faces. The two looked at each other, and from each other's eyes, they knew everything he had seen earlier. A red stain of blood slipped from the tip of his nose, Dong Yijun and Zhou Xing gave each other a thumbs up, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Chaowen said, Xi can die. ”

Tong Jianjun covered his eyes, and couldn't bear to look at these two embarrassed guys anymore: "Carry these two guys away, there is still a game below!"

Several onlookers immediately stepped forward and carried the two guys who 'died when they heard the word'.

"Are these two students suffering from heat stroke?" Mi Qi Aya was a little worried, "Should it be treated?"

"Rest assured. Tong Jianjun glanced at Dong Yijun, "These two guys are too dirty in their brains, and they need electrotherapy more than treatment." ”