The Prince of Tennis Super God System

"What?" Xiang Tian Li was squinting, turning his head and staring at night.

"Haha, there is nothing, training, training!" The night grew away.

For a while, the honesty high school basketball hall sounded a training sound, as well as the sound of the ball shoe Mo flip floor.

This sound is the most favorite of night.

Night wind is still a three-point projection in half, and another half, the fire god, but I am now called, a person blocks the killing, the Buddha will kill the Buddha. Nice.

It is obvious that the night is very stimulated.

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The next day, private colleges and universities in private.

Honesty High School, a group of people walked into the sea constant high school.

Modern teaching building, beautiful green facilities, and luxurious basketball halls.

"It's so big, it is a famous school, and it is not the same as sincerity!" The day is praised.

"Shoot ..." Walking in the night long body, I am full of blood.

"Fire God, your state is not very good!" Night grows.

"Yeah, my eyes don't seem to be usually fierce ..." The black child is attached.

"Noisy, you are two!" I biased my head, I smiled with my hands, "I couldn't sleep at last night!"

"Do you want to go to the schoolboy?" The black child spit.

"Haha!" Night wind was smoked by the mouth of the black.

"Small Kozi!" A blond hair, the youth of the black vest ran over, it was Huang Yu cold.

"Oh, Huang Yujun!" The black sidelic is not expressive.

"The place is too big, I will pick you up!" Huang Yu smiled too much.

"Oh, hello!" Xiang Tian Lilai said.

"Little son, don't talk nonsense, take the way!" The night is growing.

Huang Yu is too deeply glanced over the night's long wind, did not speak, turned the headband.

"It's here!"

Everyone came to the basketball hall of Hai Changzhong.

The big globe is separated by green nets.

"Hey? Want to spend half a game?" Xiang Tian Lizi shocked, "The other is in practice?"

A slightly happiness middle-aged told the honesty high school and walked over, "I'm coming, please advise, I am a coach in Haimei!"

"Excuse me, what about your coach?" Asked in Wu.

"Ah, it is me!" Xiang Tian Lizi raised his hand.

"Nani, is it you? Are you not a manager!" Wusi was shocked.

"I am the coach of the honesty and high school, Xiang Lizi, please advise us!"

"Oh……"

The night is walking out, pointing at the green net cover, a face is not a smooth, "I would like to ask the martial arts coach, what do you mean?"

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"Oh, yes. I plan to make a small adjustment with today's game. But if there is no player who has not played, I can't learn anything. In order not to waste time, other team members are still practiced as usual." Wusong slow Said, I didn't put the honesty high and middle of the honesty without any name.

"Ah ~ ▉ ▉ .

"And even if it is, people who play are our official players. I hope that you should try not to let the game be three times the difference, please!" Turned and left.

"I don't think about us ... Is it a sparring object? You will regret it!" The night's wind didn't get angry, and the fire god, I burned it.

Honesty High School is a slight and uncomfortable expression.

"Well, since he said, we will play them a three-fold difference!" The night grewer stretched out.

Everyone slammed one by one, then throw it up, "Yes!"

The lens is turned to the sea of ​​sea in the other side.

Huang Hao is too late to take off his vest to change your own level 7.

"Huang Wei, what to do with jersey?" Asked in Wu, "You don't have to play, even our school gathers the top player of various middle schools, but your level is completely different!"

"Wait, coach, don't say this. And they are honest ..." Huang Hao cool too much, Wu Nijin-853-first interrupted him.

"If you play, the opponent is too pitiful. This game can't see it. Ok, you will watch it in the evening." Wusi left.

"I really dare to say it!"

"I haven't been so hot for a long time!" The fighting spirit of this group of people in honesty is more prosperous.

Hyeng High School is now in the practice of Hypophang High School, the referee announced the way.

Two team players stand on both sides.

Hypopathical high school, the main force does not introduce, the strongest Huang Han cool too much.

And sincere high school is the strongest lineup.

The wind of the fire, the day, the big forward, Yuejun's small forward, the black child scored the guard, and the night's long wind is the ball guard.

A large number of small combinations, in fact, the height of the night is the highest, but he hits the position of the ball guard.

"I have a look ... The game started, please honesty high school!" The referee looks like to find the fifth person of Hibi High School.

"The five people have arrived!" The black child is next to the referee, raising the right hand.

"Oh !!" Hyordic high school and the referee are shocked. "When this guy is here."

"There is low ..."

"Is that kind of guy is a formal player?"