The Prince of Tennis Super God System

438 chapter, hit Yangquan

"The fake action is still like it, there is no speed is also a waste!" The night length turns across the whole half.

In the eyes of the wilderness, the night-long wind is a light.

How fast is the light, how fast is the wind!

The Qingfeng Dahui on the stage also wrinkled, and the speed after the night's wind opened Zone, and he was faster than him.

~ ▉ ▉ high school three main lines are all concentrated in three seconds, this time they are very low, they also brave flames, very obviously desirable with the night!

Laughing at night, "Can you stop me?"

~ ▉ ~ ▉ ~ ▉ Changfeng suddenly jumped in the basket, there is three residuals in the air, and the basketball is proof.

"Ah!" Yangquan high school three people jumped together with three shadows in the air.

Unfortunately, they all wave, these are the residuals, and the night is still in the same place, holding a basketball, looking at the three people who have jumped.

The ice room is also shocked, this is the real fake action!

The residual shadow of the ultra-fast speed 31 is really no difference.

When the three people began to drop, the night length of the wind jumped, and the right foot was put, and the whole person naturally came back.

The super-angle rear-tip shot, and the purple primary jump is also useless, and the basketball slipped from the night length finger, and the air is in the net.

The Nets rolled over the white waves again!

51 to 48! Honesty once again retained the leading advantage, from the night's long wind to this, the end of the past, only one minute.

However, the nightmare of Yangquan High School is far from the end.

The honesty is full of five tigers all concentrated in the half of Yangquan High School, and the audience is guarded!

The night-long wind rises, honesty high school people at this time, the heart is also blood boiling, and everyone's defensive strength is coming.

Yangquan High School is clearly feeling of powerful pressure.

"Don't think of half a game!" Night cold.

Snapped! The serve of Fuki Kingdoms is directly under the wind, waiting for the Yangquan high school to return to God, the night grows again to the internal line.

"It's too fast!" Yayxi even thinking that the speed of the night is no longer seen in the NBA.

High-quality high school students don't know how many times, and Yangquan High School is not a speed-long team. Under the contrast, the night is simply like an acceleration plug-in.

Yangquan High School Inner line of Puriza Tun and Okun, I haven't reacted, and the night long is already jumping from the bottom line, and there is an air back.

"What should he do again?" Everyone's gaze again gathered to the night cost.

Ziperine Town and Okun are built together, double intercepts night long winds, two people above two meters almost overwhelmed the entire shirt whole shot or dunk.

Night-catching back is not intended to turn around, and the body naturally gifted in the air.

!! It is also the sound of muscle collision, three people squeezed into a group.

After the night is back, it has been greatly impacted by the two people. It has pushed the waist of the night long wind, and the obvious malicious foul action was pushed by the Handa Town and Okun Village.

An angry in my heart, the blood in the wind is stirring, the whole person actually rose more than ten cents in the air.

Dang!

The night-catching hands buckles in the head of the Yangquan high school, I put the basketball into the basket, the two of the two high schools in Yangquan added four hundred pounds of the strong man hit by the night.

The whistle whose referee when I was awkward.

"Yangquan High School No. 9 pusher foul, two points effective, plus one punishment!"

"Pushing night long winds, but also two of our strengths! It is not only deducted to add penalty?" Yangquan coach is still crazy, she can't keep calming again.

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55-148! The score is still expanding!

The most important thing is that since the evening is playing, Yangquan high school doesn't say that it has become a luxury.

"I am domineering and elegant. There is a double-handed dunk behind this!" The audience admires.

On the stage, Qingfeng Dahui also shook his head. If it is more than dunk, the difficulty and ornamentality of night long wind is really exceeding them too much.

The so-called destroyed hammer dunk in Purple Tun is also phased in front of the most common dunk!

"Speed, power, pass, reaction, and play skills do not have any weaknesses!" Yakus on the stage has been completely attracted by night.

The NBA in the 1990s is a black and white era, and the strongest superstar at that time is the magician Yo Hanx, he is a super genius that can hit the 5th position from the 1st.

This is what even the basketball is not able to do.

At this time, in the heart of Yalex, the night-lived wind also has the ability to hit the No. 5 position from the first number of the stadium, and the small Japanese high school basketball league has this kind of character.

Asia, is a dream, is a dreamless feeling from the small American basketball culture.

For Yangquan High School, this dream is a nightmare.

The Fujing Kiaotijian, the Yangquan High School, has lost his mistakes, and the two people are hit by the two people in the day, and the basketball is taken away by the night.

This ball still has no half a game!

Fukui Jianji tears, this game has lost countless times, but it is a confusing mistake. The whole game of Cheng 243 is staring at the night. This guy is a stunt.

As long as the Yangquan high school defender will take the ball to be hit, it will lose the ball in an instant.

Night winds and even more fouls don't let Yangquan high school in half, this momentum has no doubt that Yangquan high school rear guard is too much pressure.

Yangquan High School's attention is almost all in the night, others are empty.

Night live wind started to change the style and played a point guard.

The black child also debut again, and his phantom shooting is a huge threat.

There is also a day to the three-point and Yuejun's pass, plus the inner line of the volleyball!

Honesty horror, rose, water and silver diarrhea, come back.

After a frenzy, the basket of Yangquan is bombarded, the third quarter ends in the whistle of the referee.

90 to 48!