The God of Destruction

"Oh oh !!!! Track !!!"

"Trace !!!" There are no shortage of girls' screams.

Pan Chen played tennis rackets, glanced at him, "There is a guy on the face, is there a full enough?"

"Well, it's almost, it is a cleaner." The trace is loud, and I have taken tennis and play it on the ground.

Pan Chen took the mouth and looked at the system prompt, 'defeated the trace, and obtained points according to the degree of destruction. '

'Title ... Destroy God's open. '

Suddenly, black to some purple breath, slowly spread from him, as if it was the color of blood, it could not be trembled, and finally formed a humanoid contour, a scarlet-red eyes were so straight down.

'Destroy God's ,.... '

"Hey, little ghost, you will see the grandfather behind you, can you accept it." There is a little twitching in the mouth of the mouth, before the street game is still not intended, now Pan Chen is full, really feels Pressure, the heart is a bit cold.

"What do you say?" Pan Chen smiled, "I won this time, then you should roll back to the ice emperor."

The trace is smiling. "I thought it would win me? Your information I can master it, and ..." He left his finger to his eyes, "My eyes can put all your weaknesses. Observe it! "

I heard the dialogue, most of the Ice emperors have some biting tooth, and they dare to provoke our trace captain.

It's a arrogant Chinese boy, you are dead, we have to see how you are ugly in this game, then you will die! !

Although it is said, but the trace is not so stupid. The information he mastered let him pay attention to this Chinese kid.

What's more, the game with the birch is also vivid.

He is very taboo Pan Chen's power.

If it is very losing, his strength is unable to match!

The trace is not so stupid.

Since this ... The trace is directly dropped, and the whole person helps to run two steps, and the tennis tennis are slammed out.

It takes over a fierce trajectory in the air, and is tapped toward the left corner.

Pan Chen's mouth outlined a small smile, "Is it so weak?" He quickly ran to the bottom corner, and his right hand directly lifted, ready to be next Mawei.

Tennis directly deformed, and it went straight into the trace, surrounded by the black breath of the silk, and people were shocked.

"Oh, is it a wave of wave? This uncle will not pick it up!" The trace is keenly and has given this ball.

boom--

Tennis fell on the ground, and then slammed out of the world, flying out of the tennis court.

15: 0! !

The endurance said with a smile and said to the Japanese, "this Chinese kid is really an easy to irritating guy. It does not consider rationality to show the ball technology."

Say to the Japanese and Yue people, "It is indeed, the opening is used in the back of the wave, and the physical strength is consumed, but it is easy to check the weakness of the troops!"

On the other side, the souvenir's coach, Taro saw this scene, showed a smile on his face.

That's it, although the trace department is Zhang, but it is not stupid.

He turned his gaze to the trace department, and the other side, as long as it consumes a lot of physical strength.

This kid is a waste!

Dragoni coach saw this scene, suddenly turned his head to look at the next door.

Ice Tennis Consultant.

He looks extremely elegant, his hands on the legs, the expression on the face is because it is a bit far, it is not very true, but it is indeed smile.

It seems that this is indeed a tactics of Pan Chen.

She will look at Panchen, only expect Panchen to take out some shocked things, otherwise this game is hung!

Pan Chen looked at the track, the mouth of the mouth, smile, your company has used it to the country, think I will post it? Since you want to play, let's play with you.

He glanced at an inactive outbreak, you can use it.

Chapter 116 Broken Ring (5/5)

"Do you want to irritate me?" Pan Chen's face laughed with the trace.

"What are you talking about? This uncle can't hear it!" The trace department opened his hands, loud laughed, the language provocation is the easiest to irritate each other.

Although Pan Chen is Chinese, after all, it is an international student, and Japanese naturally said extremely smooth.

The other party is completely sarcasm.

"Oh, yes, your old mother." The last sentence, your mother is Pan Chen, said in Chinese.

But the trace is proficient in the eight language, naturally can hear, this idiot is even? He took a deep breath, "What are you talking about?"

Can't see you with this Chinese boy.

The referee has not heard it, but now it is now, how can they let them continue to chat, "Please continue to play!"

Handcuffs Guoguang looks a little dignified to Pan Chen. He won't pay attention to it.

"Pan Chen!" He was extremely rare shouting.

The surroundings are somewhat surprised to look at the national light, do not know what is the situation.

Pan Chen looked back to the hand, Guiguang smiled, than a mouth, "Nothing."

After the game with Handu Guoguang, he has grown a lot, how can it be so easy to irritate!

The trace department is staring at Pan Chen, he is naturally observing his opponent.

See Pan Chen's smile, the heart is slightly.

When is this boy become this, it is not very temper, it is easy to be angry?

But it doesn't matter, there are more than the game, come slowly.

In any case, Pan Chen is generally too much, and there will always be weakness.

The trace department Jingwu loudly, abandoned tennis, slamming, tennis still score a fierce trajectory bombarded the left corner.