Net King: God-level player

The neon team is the wood village and the smart light! "Hey, Australia Come on!"

"Jonathan Buen Sun! Australia! Jonathan Bowen! Aoya!"

"Australia !! Australia !!"

The voice is shocked.

Mu Village Tao also shrugged: "It is really miserable."

All the voice of Australia.

The smoother, the smart, the light, the color of the smart, did not speak.

Just look around the opposite.

After two minutes, both parties were ready.

"The game begins, the neon team serves!"

The referee announced the way.

Four people 4 pair, then turned and returned to their position.

Bottom line.

Hey! Hey! Hey! Yue Yue Moon is holding tennis in the hands of the moon, looks cold.

A inexplicable momentum, from him.

"It's coming, the more I want to be happy!"

Royal fox god double chromogenic pupil.

The tee, Macho, Mach! It is called Mach, the speed of the gods, the speed of the speed, even above the professional player! This is aired by the whole army and the three ships.

Court on the court.

"It's really uncomfortable! The arrogant boy!"

Jonathan Browned brow frowned deeply.

"You are so fast, it will be more unhappy."

Wood village Tao also smiled.

"Ah!"

Jonathan Brigade is smirk.

at this time.

Hey! Yue Yue Yue's light arm picks up, throw tennis high height.

then.

The right arm is lifted, waving, a torn sound of air.

Hey! The ball is playing on tennis.

Stepping! Jonathan Brigade is watching.

It is tight, and the gaze is locked.

But next.

Tennis with amazing speed and out.

It is like being span, it is like, galloping lightning.

In an instant, the residual shadow flashed.

!! In Jonathan Brunning, the two of the Aldov Kreig has not responded, and tennis rushed out of the bottom line.

Quiet four weeks.

Soon, the referee sounded with a trembling voice.

":!"

Jonathan Brumbu is spanning.

"Just now, what happened"

Australia's back aid team is quiet.

"Hey, what is the speed!"

"The speed of horror, I didn't even see it even the shadow!"

"What kind of eye is going to capture traces! How can neon teams have such players!"

French local fans, full of horror.

What is the god of God! What is the neon team! This time.

Australian team audience seats.

Tristan suddenly stood up, and his eyes were together.

What kind of ball is just now! "Do you see it, Chris piano?

Around, other Australian players are full of horror.

Ales.

Azer is even swallowed with spit.

This kind of ball speed, joking! How can I exist! Chris piano looks dignified, silent for a moment, said: "You can only catch a little!"

"hiss"

Instant, Alex.

Azer is waiting for the cold.

The heart is not shaking from the autonomy.

Even their leaders, Chris piano, actually capture a little! Neon team.