The Prince of Tennis Super God System

The ball is no longer in the lord, but the Nolookpass behind the night is passing to the sorrowful Sangtian in the bottom of the zero angle.

Sangtian has carried out the ball of the night, the night of the night, the back of the night, which makes people pick up very comfortable, and the rhythm is quite good.

Sangtian's consciousness is directly jumping, basketball in the hands shot!

The ball is too delicate, so that Sangtian can't help it out of the basketball!

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3 to 2!

The eyes of the red team are attracted by the night, and no one notes in the angina in the corner, and the night is noticed, and the passing ball is accurate, it is like a long time.

"Nice three points!" Night long wind and Sangtian.

"This little child, is it so strong?" Achie left the sweat on the head, he only thought that the night length image was like the song, will only be single.

After all, young players, strong strength, usually choosing a single battle out of the wind.

"Changfeng! The speed is fast, the bomb is jumped, the vision is good, it is perfect!" The color of the color recorded the data of the night.

Attack and defensive, the red team offense!

The red team's organizational defender is An Tian. After the basketball has passed the basketball, he passed it to the Red Wood!

At this time, the defensive red cockroach is just a night, and the two people have again discovered.

The last time, it is actually zero, and the red wood is also a belly fire. After the ball, it is directly roaring, and the body is completely relying on the night.

"Kao!" Night long wind chest was hit by Red Wood, "Aiji, is it so desirable?"

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At night, the movement of the Red Mood, I remembered a legendary center of NBA, and the night grew felt that the red and even the neighborhood and the long phase were also very small.

The footsteps are quite good, and the red cockroach actually rely on the body of the night's body to kill the white team.

"Not bad! Redmitter!" Laughing at night.

"Stinky boy, you are less!" Red Mood Dynasty directly turned around and jumped, and the night grew is also jumped at the same time.

! The body of the two people collided directly in the air, the contrast of iron and iron, the dull muscle collision sounded through the entire Xiangbei high school basketball hall.

The night long wind does not move in the air, and the red cockhill is still extrusion, but the unilateral in the sky is a small and low-handed basket, or put the basketball into the basket!

4 to 3! The Red Brigade leads again!

"Good ball, red wooden predecessors!" The red team is called well.

"Cut ~ ▉ ▉ is very dissatisfied, there is still no way to hit the little ghost in the air, and you don't have to adjust the power of him so much.

Night live wind looked at Red Mood, and his mouth was slightly fished. Central! "

The next game is faster.

The Red Brigade is on the side of Luan Sichuan, or the individual single of the Red Wood, and the white team is blocked by the night long from attacking.

I have played a few rounds, and the score of the two teams became 16 flat!

Red Moods and Jihua Fengchu each have eight points, while the white number of night length is zero, and the other four people have to be accounted for, very average, and the number of people in the night has reached an amazing eight times. That is to say, every sphere of the white team is related to him.

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Snapped! The ball is in the hands of the Red Team, and it is a single attack in Liquaka Maple.

This time, it is not someone else in front of him, it is a night grow.

The cold light is flashing in Fengchuan Maple, and the performance of the night is also seen. It seems that there is insufficient attack power, but the passage of the passage is huge.

According to reason, the Red Brigade has its own and red captain, should be a strength to rush the white team, but now the score is flat.

This shows that under the driving of the night, the combat power of the white team has a quality leap, which is the first time in the first time in Xiangbei, it can be integrated into this level.

The strength of this organization, Yanchuan Maple is better!

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However, Yan Shu Feng does not think that he is singing to anyone because he has never lost.

Snapped! Snapped! Duan Shoufeng is running in front of the night's wind, and the night is insecurity, and it has kept its own defensive position.

The first time between the super genius of the high school of Xiangbei!

! Suddenly, Duan Shu Feng accelerated, put a basketball from the night's dual [leg], then he was with the night's wind, like the wind!

Snapped! Next moment, Zhuan Feng once again ball in one, it is already completely full of night long!

People are divided! Those who have been smashed, let the red team can't help but call it.

Night wind is also a glimpse. I didn't expect Yanchuan Feng actually chose this kind of man.

"Oh, I am a little bit of watching you, but I also want to go to go, too, I don't put me in my eyes?" The night grew now turned and chased.

! Zhuan Maple stepped out of the white three-point line, it was a direct three steps.

Flying in the air, the right hand of Sichuan Feng stretched out the basketball, the basket is a basket, a elegant fast single-hand basket is about to complete.

At this time, a giant captured from the sky, pulling the basketball of Likukamu, prescribed by the rebound!

It is a night growing!

PS: Thank you for your support this year's support, I hope that the book friends have come to the year, and we will marry the white rich, go to life [] peak, haha ​​~ ▉

010 chapter, amazing full

"What!" Yanchuan Maple is shocked, and it is an incredible gaze in his eyes. This is still chasing your hat for the first time!

Night lives, I looked at Richuan Feng, my mouth smiled couldn't smile, "I want to have something easier in front of me!"

The speed of the night is beyond how much Taichuan Feng is expected!

"Wooden Excellence!" The night grew rude, after landing, there is no pause, holding basketball is a long pass forward!

Basketball makes a light running throughout the basketball court, accurately passing to the hands of the already fast.

"Good pass!" The wood has a steady, and the long history of the night is accurate. "The passing of the long wind is too comfortable, too in place!"

There is no one in front of it, and the wood stepped into the three-line line of the Red Brigade. After a light appearance ended this fast "zero eight three" speed counterattack.