Cross the net king: tennis princess

Now it's Yukimura's turn to serve. As time goes by, people admire Yukimura more and more. He is almost impeccable.Yes, he can hit back no matter what the ball is, and it is clearly written in his game record that he has never lost.

A god-like existence, a veritable son of God.

Such a myth, even the mirror fan has not maintained.

When she was 8 years old, she lost miserably in a national competition to her uncle who also participated in the national competition.

Yukimura looked at Ryoma lying on the ground proudly, his eyes flickered with an indecipherable light.

Is this Echizen Ryoma, really disappointing...

Ryoma looked at everything around in a daze, the focus in her eyes gradually lost, and what appeared in her eyes was confusion...

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hateful!This thing is really solid.

The mirror fan muttered softly, shook the chain that was still tightly locked by her bruises, and continued to fiddle with it. However, at the door of this room, where the mirror fan did not see, a tiny mechanical device was slowly moving. move slowly...

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"The game is over! Echizen wins!" The moment the referee announced the result of the game, all the team members of Seigaku cheered and rushed towards Ryoma and lifted him high.

Mo Ran beside Xuexi looked at everything indifferently, with an elegant smile still on his lips.Looking at Yukimura, who seemed to be getting angry, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and pulled Xuexi out.

Yukimura put on his coat, looked a little pale, looked at the team members of Lihai University, said sorry softly, and left the venue with a smile.

He didn't have time to take care of the current situation at all. The moment the game ended, his heart had already flown to a far away place, the place with the mirror fan, he would find the mirror fan no matter what!

"Wait." Just as Yukimura walked out of the stadium, a cold voice suddenly came from behind.

"What's the matter?" Yukimura gathered his clothes, took off the hair band on his forehead, and carefully put it in his pocket.

Yue Leng walked towards Yukimura, and the moment he passed by Yukimura, he whispered a few words in his ear.

In an instant, Yukimura's face became even paler.Without saying anything, he ran away immediately.

The sound of high-heeled boots stepping on the ground came, and Moran shook his purple robe, and looked at Yueleng. At this time, the always perfect smile had dissipated, and there was only a haze on his face.

"You overstepped, do you know what will happen? It's not worth it."

"I know." Yue Leng responded indifferently, looked at the sky, and sighed softly.

A gleam of joy flashed in Xuexi's eyes, it seemed that Xingcun knew the location of the mirror fan.That's great, Jingfan has always wanted to compete, and this time he will definitely defeat An Yu who has attacked many times in a magnificent manner!

Ignoring Moran's cold gaze, he turned on the phone with a smile, "I'm Xuexi, help me contact the police in the United States. There is a big man who needs to be arrested by you today..."

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