Tennis: Ice Emperor, Keigo Jibe!

If you can’t get chapter 180, you will destroy it!!

“Maybe you don’t know me, briefly introduce myself.”

“I Lee Jong-ho, the active Asibar NO·2.”

“I came to Neon this time to participate in this year’s World Cup points race.”

The arrogant Lee Jong-ho ignored everyone and said towards Yuanshan ~ Jintaro.

“I know, someone must think I’m arrogant.”

“But no way, who makes me stronger than any of you?”

“As long as one of the people present can beat me, I say that we Arcee Bar is rubbish, and it’s okay.”

“I can still kneel down and apologize to you, how about it?”

No one dared to look at Lee Jong-ho, let alone stand up to fight.

Arciba’s NO·2, their neon NO·1 are not necessarily opponents.

The strongest on the scene is just the first to enter the national level, and it is better not to beat people and embarrass people.

“Little devil, you are only a professional elite, do you really think you are invincible?”

Granny Shan frowned and looked at Li Jong-ho coldly.

“When I was your age, I was stronger than you, and I wasn’t so arrogant.”

Lee Jong-ho sneered disdainfully.

“Senior also said, that was when you were young, and now I am stronger than you, isn’t it?”

“It’s not just me, but anyone in Assi Bar is stronger than you Neon.”

“It doesn’t matter how it was in the past, what matters is the present.”

“I’m also very reasonable.”

“Who can beat me, how about I kneel down to apologize and give me a badge of honor?”

Lee Jong-ho is very arrogant, but there is no one to fight.

“Senior, you also saw that it is your juniors who are not useful.”

“In such an environment, isn’t it ruining him?”

“Let me take him to Arcee, definitely give him a better future.”

Lee Jong-ho said, looking at Kim Taro.

“With his talent, he may be above me in the future.”

For Kim Taro, Lee Jong-ho is very good-looking, but Granny Sugi has no intention of giving in at all.

People are old and refined, Li Jonghao’s careful thinking, how can he hide it from Granny Shan?

Sincerely for the good of Kintaro, Granny Sugi may agree.

For so many years, Granny Shan, too, was disappointed in the neon tennis arena.

It’s just that the poison in Lee Jong-ho’s bones is absolutely impossible to really want to cultivate Kim Taro.

Therefore, if you want to take Kintaro to Ashi, it is absolutely impossible.

“He’s not my child after all, and I can’t make decisions for him.”

“If you want to go with you, ask him yourself.”

Granny Sugi said something very surprising.

“Yes!”

Li Jong-ho smiled: “Senior don’t make trouble, I’ll just come by myself.” ”

Granny Shan’s age is old, but Lee Jong-ho is still very jealous.

The dignity of a top strongman, even if he is old, is not something that a newborn junior like him can be angered by.

Unless there is no way.

Otherwise, Lee Jong-ho doesn’t want to clash with Granny Shan.

“Kintaro kid, huh? Let’s go to Arcee. ”

“Everything you want, I can give you.”

Lee Jong-ho said with a smile, and Kim Taro didn’t quite understand.

“What Arcee, huh? Anthony, right? ”

“The first time I see you, you are going to trick me into leaving.”

“You’re not going to be a human trafficker, are you?”

Not old, but Kintaro is not stupid.

Good people and bad people are easiest for children to distinguish.

Granny Sugi looks stern, but she can’t help but be close.

Lee Jong-ho’s smile was gentle, but it vaguely exuded a touch of coldness and poison.

A fool will go with him.

“Huh?”

Lee Jong-ho has never been rejected by anyone, and is still a stinky little devil.

If it weren’t for Granny Sugi’s stare, he would have hung up Kintaro and beat him in minutes and forcibly took him away.

“I’m just asking your opinion, the decision is yours.”

“However, your talent is so powerful, don’t you want to go higher and further on the road of tennis?”

“What Neon can give you, we can give it to Arcee.”

“What neon can’t give you, we Arcee can also give.”

“As long as you go with me to Axi, you can be as strong as me.”

Lee Jong-ho showed patience, and Kim Taro didn’t care about it at all.

“Huh? Are you strong? ”

“I think staying in Neon, I will be stronger in the future.”

“Arcee, it’s not very powerful.”

Kintaro’s unobtrusive sarcasm made the crowd of onlookers smile.

“You little devil head, it’s really interesting, I like it.”

“A group of U17s, who came to bully our ordinary students, thought they were very powerful.”

“Have the guts, to challenge our U17, just bully the weak without seeds!”

Granny Sugi is still very satisfied with Kintaro’s counterattack.

“Such a heart is qualified to be my heir.”

Talent is one thing, but so is heart and belief.

For so many years, Granny Sugi has not found a suitable heir.

Is it because you haven’t met a genius?

Not.

The talent is much stronger.

But there are not many people who are talented and have the same kind of heart as Kintaro.

Mental nature is not obvious at the national level, but the gap can be seen at the professional level.

Lee Jong-ho in front of him is a good example.

The talent is very strong, but the heart limits his upper limit of improvement.

Now it is a professional elite, and there is almost no hope of stepping through the peak of the profession in the future.

In the eyes of many people, it is a very top powerhouse.

However, in any Grand Slam tournament, Lee Jong-ho’s strength is no different from garbage.

In high school, there was no problem with being a bully.

To really start to move towards the world, there will be too many people teaching Lee Jong-ho to be a man.

The professional elite really thought he was a character.

“Damn little brat, are you provoking me?”

“Let me ask you one last time, do you really want to refuse my invitation from Lee Jong-ho?”

Lee Jong-ho didn’t pretend anymore, staring at Kim Taro’s expression, and was fiercely attacked by Titus.

If you don’t listen to a good voice, it will be ruined.

If you can’t get it, do you still keep it for them in the future?

Anyway, no one around can stop him, he is still from Arcee.

One bite is certain, not intentionally hurting people, at most lose some money.

As long as money can solve the problem, it is not a problem.

Granny Sugi dared to intervene to block it, so she scrapped it together.

It’s just that he doesn’t want to offend easily, it doesn’t mean that Lee Jong-ho doesn’t dare to deal with Granny Shan.

Looking at Kim Taro indifferently, Lee Jong-ho will judge according to his answer.

“You stinky trash, what nonsense, do you understand people’s words?”

Kim Taro directly scolded Lee Jong-ho with sharp words.

“Very good!”

“If you want to die, I will definitely fulfill you.”

Lee Jong-ho was furious, and he didn’t know when a racket appeared in his hand.

Pale yellow tennis ball, flashing directly.

Bang!

The amazing crisp sound was a tennis ball wrapped in a powerful wave, smashing into the wrist of Kintaro Toyama.

The tennis ball is so fast that it is almost impossible to see.

The professional elite-level furious batting is too powerful to be ruined if D Kintaro can’t dodge.

Not to mention professional tennis, it is impossible to be an ordinary tennis enthusiast.

“Little Kim!”

Granny Shan’s expression changed greatly, after all, she still didn’t expect Li Zhonghao to be so heartbroken.

So many people dare to do this kind of hand in person.

The reaction can’t keep up, and Lee Jong-ho is no matter how he is a professional elite at his peak.

Now, the tennis ball is only a few meters from Kintaro’s wrist at most.

This distance, for a high-speed moving tennis ball, can be hit almost in the blink of an eye.