The Flower Season of the Net King

【Full of anger in it】

Ling Zimeiyan ran forward, and when she was about to catch the ball, the ball suddenly turned around!

Inverse Lingyue!

Sakura: Miss Ben is going to win today with all her might!

So, this baby, all the moves are used next, Hua Luanying, Remnant Season...

"Game! Qingxue Yin Moying 6-5!"

The last round... only the last round, Sakura, it's a complete victory.

Ling Zimei bit her lip. Seeing the ball fly over, she bent her foot and flicked it, and the ball continued to fly past quickly.

Sakura saw that the ball couldn't be hit back, and in a flash, although the ball flew over the tip of her hair, it... grazed Sakura's right cheek.

The referee hesitated and looked at the murderous Sakura behind him: "No, are you okay?"

Sakura raised her eyes: "No...Of course it's fine, I just let her have trouble!"

Presently, she looks angry.

Keigo Atobe suddenly remembered the last time when Yuna played against Shishido... At that time, Shishido scratched Yuna's face, which made Yuna angry and went all out to win.

Sakura clenched her racket tightly and looked at Ling Zimeiyan angrily: "Dare to cut my face... I never died!"

Shang Yi said optimistically, "That so-and-so is dead."

Li asked with a puzzled face, "Where did you say that?"

"I think I accidentally scratched her face that day and she locked me in the toilet and didn't let me out for two days and two nights. What's more, the wound is even bigger now." Shang Yi continued to eat apples leisurely, But I didn't see Li's white eyes next to me (how long has it been since I ate the apple...)

Shocked as they returned to the emotion on the field...

Sakura held the racket tightly, behind her, it seemed like a gust of air was pushing her, her hair rose with the wind... oh no, it rose with the air (=v=misunderstood, sorry)

Outside, Qianxue opened her eyes wide and pointed: "This, this, this... Isn't this perfect! This can be practiced!"

Cough cough, people are enjoying it, and Sakura is angry...

(Sakura: Who told her to cut my face, I don't know what the fate of offending Miss Ben will be!)

Sakura sneered: "Ling Zimei Yan, Ling Zimei Yan, every time I give way, you approach step by step. I wonder what your intentions are!" After finishing speaking, she immediately served the ball, her strength and speed were almost twice as normal! ,

Ling Zimei watched the ball flying towards her, and she didn't dare to hit it, so she could only back away to avoid the ball.

"15-0!"

In the last game, I must win!

La la la, revealing identity is tomorrow~~~