Cross the net king: tennis princess

Nine Falling Azure retreated repeatedly, and finally, after playing Wuji, the arrogance around the mirror fan suddenly changed, a mass of purple light dispelled the blue illusion, and immediately, as if possessed by a god, the power of the mirror fan suddenly increased many.

"The limit of comprehension through thousands of years of practice!" The people around exclaimed, it was only the illusion created by the limit of talent and brilliance after thousands of years of practice, this... how is it possible!

"Bah—" A tennis ball that seemed to be wrapped in flames rushed towards Jiuluo Weilan. She stepped back a few steps, but she was unable to resist the huge force of the setting sun melting gold, and she slumped on the ground.

"6-3! Yinlin wins." All the surrounding scenes disappeared without a trace, and the training ground was still around me. Look at your hands, they are holding the racket tightly but they are no longer shaking!

Ling jumped off the referee's seat, and ran to Jing Shan happily, "Fan! You won! Your hands are no longer shaking! The last move is the limit of comprehension!"

The eyes suddenly showed light, a little unbelievable, "Really?"

"Hey." Xuexi brushed her hair and smiled slightly, "I didn't expect you, an idiot, to be able to practice thousands of times..."

"You..." Jing Fan pretended to be angry and chased the fleeing Xue Xi. When she came to the net, she looked at Jiu Luo Wei Lan who was supported by Li Hai's female team members, and she nodded slightly.

Jiuluo Weilan smiled brilliantly, "That's amazing, as expected of Her Royal Highness, she's amazing in every aspect."

"No..." It took me a long time to practice.

Mirror Fan smiled and replied softly.

"However, are you...afraid of tennis?" Asking this, the temperature around him seemed a little colder, and the atmosphere became a little stiff.

"En." Without looking into her eyes, Jing Fan hummed lightly.

Smiling, she pushed away the support of others, walked into Mirror Fan, and patted her on the shoulder, "You like tennis. I never believed that a person who doesn't like tennis can play tennis well."

I never believed that a person who doesn't like tennis can play tennis well.

Is that so... Mirror Fan and Bell pondered the meaning of the words carefully, then nodded silently.

"Okay! To celebrate Japan's victory! Your Highness, let's treat you!" Mo Liang cheered as she raised her hands with a smile on her face that she was not afraid of death.

As for why he is not afraid of death... because there is an extremely stingy Xue Xi standing beside him.

Xuexi nodded helplessly in grief and indignation, biting her purse with a full face...

The people around cheered, held Jiuluo Weilan's hand, and Jingfan walked to everyone with a smile.

Looking at the smiling mirror fan in front of her, Wei Lan also smiled faintly, and couldn't resist asking, "How many years have you practiced tennis?"

Pausing, turning around, she showed her cute little canine teeth and smiled brightly.

"15 years!" The voice was so soft that only the two of them could hear it.

15 years?Jiuluo Weilan tilted her head, as if she was puzzled, but she still smiled.

15 years, at her level, it doesn't look like she is telling a lie.

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