Tennis King: God-level Player

then.

Bang!! A powerful force erupted from the racket, and at the moment when this force gathered, the tennis ball rushed out like a cannonball, spinning at a super high speed.

"Danger!!"

Han Youshan instinctively felt the threat, and his eyes narrowed.

Tatata!! Han Youshan stepped back quickly, but the tennis ball was already coming towards him like a streamer.

Subconsciously, Han Youshan blocked the racket in front of him.

Clap! With a crisp sound, the tennis ball landed on the racket, Han Youshan's arm trembled violently, and the racket rushed towards the center of his eyebrows.

"Ahhhhh!!"

A terrifying scream resounded instantly

, Han Youshan shouted out of control.

Between his eyebrows, a dent like a racket handle appeared.

"!"

Yukio Kurobe's faint voice sounded.

His eyes looked at Han Youshan, and then at Yuhu God Shuangchi, and a smile quickly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This is Team Neon.

1! It might even be the future.

!And on the stick team.

"Damn, how dare that kid!"

Kim Jae-woo shouted loudly!! The expressions of the players of the other Bangzi teams also changed, and they were very ugly.

Unexpectedly, it would be Han Youshan who was injured first! Thirteen types of execution—shooting! Almost instantly.

This name appeared in the hearts of all the first troops of the neon team.

"Tsk, I finally use this uncle's punishment method!"

Tono Atsushi said with a smashed tongue, with a look of excitement on his face.

"Deserved!"

Yuezhi Yueguang's cold voice came, and his eyes looked at Han Youshan on the court lightly.

The other soldiers all laughed.

"It's not over yet, this is only the second game."

Tanegashima Shuji shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Yeah, it's only the second game."

Daqu Longji sighed a little, to tell the truth, normally, the competition has only just begun.

And now, it's really just beginning

on the field.

Han Youshan covered his forehead in disbelief.

The severe pain made him even more irritable at this moment, and it also made people even more angry.

From the game to the present.

A humiliation that was so thick to the extreme enveloped him! And it was even more difficult for him to accept.

He was the one who tried to attack Shuangchi, the god of the fox, and ended up hurting himself!! "Damn, it's not over yet!!"

Han Youshan looked at the fox god Shuangchi angrily and said.

"I also think it's not over yet."

Opposite, Yuhu God Shuangchi chuckled lightly, his eyes sharp.

It's over and he's not ready to end! Boom! Boom! Boom! Bottom line tee.

Some rapid slaps began to sound, and from the slaps, there seemed to be a strong urgency and irritability.

Huh! Han Youshan raised his arms and threw the tennis ball into the air.

At the same time, he stared at the fox god Shuangchi.

"Give me death!!"

Boom! The next moment, the tennis ball made a roar, like a cannonball burst into the air.

Chi! Chi! There was even a wisp of blue smoke coming out of the tennis ball.

stab.

The air seemed to be torn apart, Han Youshan stared at the direction of the fox god Shuangchi, this time, he must see the other side's movements clearly.

And under his eyes.