Chapter 310: Black Jack Knife

"Game 2, begin!"

"Yufuji serves!"

The girl's privilege doesn't work all the time, and this time it's the girl side who chooses the opponent, so of course the right to serve is left to the only one. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Oshimoto Lily is a normal tennis player, and it sounds fine, but it is precisely because she is normal, and under normal circumstances, physical strength is competitive, and women suffer too much.

And Lily also secretly promised Fuji Fang, and was easily won by Fuji's gorgeous skills. At the end of the battle, when the two shook hands in front of the net, Lily blushed and said, "Well, next Sunday, can I invite you out for a drink?" ”

"Huh?" After a pause, he did not reject this young and lively girl, and said with a sunny smile: "Of course, I know that the lemon tea at home is particularly delicious, do you want to drink it." ”

"Yes, yes!"

"Also, if you have time, the national competition will come to cheer for our youth."

"Really? May I? It's great......"

The figures and voices of the two gradually drifted apart, and the rest of Qingxue couldn't help but sigh with their foreheads, and another pair of loving dogs was born.

"Listen to Echizen, you must not be tempted by beauty, seriously, the situation of single dogs is very pessimistic!" Momojo covered his head and said, "Oh for God's sake, let them stop this stupid dog abuse, if Fuji Feng appears in front of me with a new girl, I swear I must kick his ass hard with the tip of my boots!" ”

"Poor, Ah Tao has been stimulated to speak no longer human." Kikumaru looked at Momojo Road with pity.

"Tom!"

"Phew!"

"Orbital!"

"Ryo!"

"That's it." Echizen walked off the field with a racket, then casually threw the racket, clapped his hands, and walked away with a cold expression. It's not a joke, although Bandong Ju Meng is very perverted, but her pervert doesn't mean strength, of course, it can't be compared with Echizen who is full of firepower.

"It's less than fifteen minutes, even if the opponent is a girl, he's too fierce, right?" Momojo watched indifferently walk away and swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

"What, are you scared?" Haitang let out a mocking "hiss".

"Who do you say is afraid!" Sure enough, at this time, it was still the encouragement of the friends who was more effective, and Taocheng's originally somewhat sluggish figure suddenly straightened, stared at Haitang with round eyes and scolded: "You wait, I'll win back the victory for you!" ”

"Okay, come on, I'll show you my strength!" Tao Cheng shook his arms and walked towards the court, saying as he walked: "Let you see my new moves, rotate the center of gravity and jump vertically!" ”

"Forehead ......"

But when Taocheng really walked on the field, looking at the little girl who was one meter four or five opposite, looking at him with big eyes blinking, he instantly didn't know where his fighting spirit had dropped.

Shinjo Kanae's long bubblegum pink hair fluttered in the wind, as if two strands of hair touched the tip of Momojo's nose, making him feel itchy. He couldn't help but complain a little in his heart: "This kid is really, obviously such a cute cute girl, let me use what BlackJackKnife!" ”

"So, here we go!"

Shinjo Kanae doesn't know what Momojo is thinking, although Momojo, as a monster of Qingxue, has always been known for his simplicity, but he is a normal person after all. But Xinzhuang Xiangmiao, who has a weird brain circuit and an immortal body, is even more prosperous than Birch in terms of simplicity or something!

"Hey!"

Shinjo Kanae raised her hand and hit Momojo's head.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

The ball flew past Momojo's scalp and blew up a large boulder directly in the back!

"Lying ...... it? Momojo's cold sweat instantly came down from his head, "What is this guy doing, that's not how tennis is played, right?" ”

"Foul, re-issue!"

The referee shouted.

"Huh? It's a foul, it's really annoying. Xinzhuang Xiangmiao lowered her head and rubbed the corners of her clothes, and her aggrieved look was even more cute, but Taocheng obviously didn't dare to underestimate her this time.

"Huh? How so? "Momojo has already regarded Xinzhuang Xiangae as a mortal enemy, and is preoccupied with preparation. He was about to give full play to his new training, through instinct to show insight with the rhythm of the side, but found that he was confident that he could perceive everyone's functions, and in front of this strange little Lori, it failed.

"It's coming!" Shinjo Kanae didn't seem to notice anything, and raised her hand to serve again.

"Boom!"

The ball fell to the ground, shaking the ground three times. Momojo stumbled and almost fell to the ground without standing firmly.

"Okay, in that case, I'll do my best!"

A determined look flashed in Taocheng's eyes, and in his eyes, there was no longer the little Lori opposite, no referee, and even no heaven and earth. In his eyes, there was only this ball, a ball like a missile in front of him.

"Black......" Momojo holds the racket with both hands, one foot as the axis, the center of gravity is pressed very forward, jumping on one leg, and rushing forward also looks like a missile!

"What a fierce explosiveness, such a fast speed!" Qian's glasses almost fell to the ground in shock, and he hurriedly held his glasses steady, and tore the notebook in his hand with hatred, "The strength of these guys is growing too fast, and they don't look like middle school students!" ”

"Ah Gan, it seems that your new serve is already close to two hundred and twenty kilometers per hour, right?" Kawamura made up the knife next to him: "This is already the serve of the world's top professional players, and the person who is the least like a middle school student is you, right?" ”

"You guys who will exceed the expectations of the data at every turn, it's really a headache." He grinned bitterly and picked up a notebook again, recording data on it.

"Jack......" Momojo's roar didn't stop, and he jumped forward to make the racket touch with Shinjo's serve.

This ball is really heavy, obviously it looks like a little girl who doesn't have two taels of meat on her body, and I don't know how she can have so much strength. Although Taocheng is now at full strength and is still using the black sailor knife, he still feels that his racket is not hitting a tennis ball at all, but a speeding locomotive.

“Knife!”

The arrow is on the string and has to be sent. Momojo actually doesn't have any confidence in controlling this vertical jump with a rotating center of gravity that is impacted by a huge force, but it has already reached this point, and if he withdraws, his wrist will definitely hurt. And Taocheng doesn't want to give up the national competition yet.

"Bang!"

"Oops!"

Shinjo Kanae's size is too small, although she is born with strange power, but Momojo's BlackJackKnife is no longer pure strength, she can't resist it at all!

I saw her racket fly out of her hand, and the castrated tennis ball slammed straight into Shinjo Kanae's face!

(To be continued.) )