The Prince of Tennis Super God System

Moreover, the night is discovered a thing that makes him quite surprising, that is, the ultra-hammer of the ultra-hammer refining will be reached after the god.

If you make your full force, every time I go back, it will be three times the power to check, quite horrible! At the same time, the consumption of physical fit will also exacerbate, of course, the physical strength is not a problem.

! The racket in the hands of the trace is once again hit in the air, and the tennis hit the racket played again to the front of the night.

If you don't want to don't want to do your hand, raise your hand is a shot of your hands!

! Tennis heavy hit hit the center of the racket in the air.

Hey, a crisp voice is very awkward, and the purple ball shot that the trace just changed is in the air, it is broken into two sections.

One left and right fall by the track, this power is horrible!

Qingxue night long wind wins, score 1-1!

Everyone in the Ice is a boss, "Is this not a ruins of the minister? This two paragraphs have killed in the first grade in the first grade."

"If this goal is going to play on the body, how will it be?" The house suddenly thought about it, the body couldn't help but hit a cold, "it's okay, I am playing with this little child!"

"It's too strong, the long wind actually interrupted the opposite side of the racket!" The tail shouted!

"Yeah, the long wind is now only one year, if he will become more than the third grade?" Shenglang is secretly thoughts, and found that there is no answer at all, because the first grade night is already the top top of the country. The horizontal level.

"Handcuffs, long-windless no, progress!" Don't laugh, "Now you are more far without my realm?"

The hand is flashing in the eyes, and the keen smells a dangerous feeling. "The long-winding no my realm has not yet opened, I think this third door, he has already opened!"

"The third door without my realm? What is the minister?" Taicheng urgently asked.

"That is the ultimate anorthy and true meaning of my realm, is the most powerful force without my realm!" Handsman Guohizhi slowly.

Court.

The trace department is looking at the two rackets, and suddenly smiles, "If it is not strong, there is no value to beat!"

"Oh, have you changed again? Night long wind!" The trace changed a golden racket, and then throwing the ball height in the air. "From the moment to give you, this uncle has not stopped "

Chapter 188, God-level wave ball

! Tennis emitted by the trace, like the rival of the barrier air, with a violent wind to shoot to the outer angle of the night long.

When the night long style flashed, the tennis, the wind, the wind, the wind, the wind, the night, the night, suddenly felt that the tennis in his hand was like a thousand.

All the power of ignore is on the right hand, "Ah ~ ▉ ▉ ▉

Rumble ~ ▉ ▉ ▉ ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

The Emperor of the Emperor looked at the ball, without any hesitation, jumped straight, his hands and back to the whole body!

"It's jackknife!" Tao Cheng called.

That's right, the jackknife, which is almost completely impossible to return the tennis department of the returnees!

"How is this possible, this can be three times the power!" The big stone was surprised.

When the night is long, the missile is the same, the ball is heavy, and then it is immediately flying out.

At this time, the foot of the night lit up a circle of white, and then the white light was expanded into a hurricane, the whole stadium was shrouded!

The wind's roaring swept the whole course, and the audience present was stunned by this huge moment!

"It is the field of wind's wind! Good strong field!" The tail and jumped!

"The field skills of the long wind have surpassed you, the handcuffs!" Dashi shouted.

The wind blows out the hair of the national light, and his eyes are only a highlight, and there is no answer.

! I didn't know how far the field, I returned to the night length of the wind, and no one included the procedure of the flying back.

It's really like instant movement, tennis have been transmitted to the night length.

The night long wind shines with gold, the whole golden body is re-cast, the tiger is slightly sides, the arm has risen almost twice, put out the gesture of the wave ball!

"Thirty-style volatile ball!"

Break a thousand army, a force drop!

The thirtiest style of the night long-style wave ball has reached the level of ignoring any technique.

Through the way, the way is the most good at night and like, ~ ▉ ▉

The entire package is wrapped with tennis into a tip taper, and it has been red to purple.

In the face of this power, the ice emperors outside the field will not be refunded by the autonomy!

But the trace department in the venue did not retreat, he couldn't retreat. "I lead the emperor who leads the ice emperor to advance, how can I follow half a step!"

! The trace is jumped, and the energy of all the body is gathered above the right hand.

After the bombing ~ After the sound of the sound, the trace is actually lived in the air. The tennis and rackets are fighting, the sphere has issued a harsh scream.

"Ah ~ ▉ left hand holding the racket handle, racket almost embedded in the palm."

! The trace is resistant for a second, and finally can't support it. Tennis lifted the trace from the racket.

The back of the trace is on the wire online, and the trace is finally can't hold the racket in his hand.

15-0!

"Wow, this ball! Too ..." There is no adjective between the tail, it has been found to describe this round, "Wonderful!"

"This is the Dian peak of the country! I suddenly seem to be played!" Tao City waved his punch.

······ Flowers ······

"Well, according to my eyesight, the power of long-wind wave movement has exceeded five times more than the river village CI wave ball!" Jian Yu said with a notebook.

"No!" River Village was shocked, "So big strength, how much pressure is to bear!"

"Minister!" The ice is around, "You are fine!"

The referee has also gone, "" Is there a group, can you still play? Do you want to go to medical treatment? "

"Rolling!" The trace is standing, and the blood of the double hand, domineering, "The game just started! This game can only have a winner, that is, my trace Jingwu! None I have given the grandfather! "

...? ...

"Yes!" The Ice Di rarely saw such a trace, leaving gorgeous, giving up the neighboring aristocratic temperament, leaving only a win belief.