Tennis Era: Only I Awaken U17 Skills

After the teams from both sides submitted their list of matches, the match officially began.

"Please teach me more."

Su Cheng led the whole team and stood at one end of the net with the players from the seventh Middle-School, performing the required pre-match friendly bow.

Wang Ming, the captain of the Tennis Club of the seventh Middle-School, couldn't help being a little puzzled when he saw that the person in front of him was not Feng Qingyue, but a very handsome new face.

Normally, shouldn't it be the captain and the captain bowing? Why isn't Feng Qingyue the one in front of me?

Could it be that he didn't take himself seriously at all? Deliberately humiliating him?

Thinking of this, Wang Ming suddenly became angry. His seventh Middle-School is not strong, but he can be killed and cannot be humiliated!

Even if I go all out today, I still have to win a set or two against Twelfth Middle-School!

After returning to their respective players' watching preparation areas, Wang Ming told the story, which immediately aroused the righteous indignation of all the players.

"Zhuo! Fuck him!"

"Do you really think we are easy to bully?!"

"What's the matter on the opposite side?" Qian Chenyang looked at the opposite side who was as excited as a chicken blood, and couldn't help being a little puzzled.

"Looking at the mouth shape of the captain, it seems that the winner will pay for the barbecue food stall tonight, the Internet cafe, and the money. These people should be excited by 720." He Wei continued.

"real or fake?"

"Just kidding!" He Wei folded his arms around his chest, under the reflection of the sun, his glasses were shining with wisdom, "Don't question the authority of ten data tennis players at any time! Read

Lip language is also the key to spying on the enemy and gathering intelligence.

"oh oh!"

Qian Chenyang nodded blankly, inexplicably feeling that He Wei's body seemed to be shining at this moment! It looks amazing!

As for Su Cheng who has successfully activated Asura Shinto, greatly improved his mental power, and listened to the seventh Middle-School conversation verbatim,

"...

He now seriously suspects that He Wei gave him secretively in the days before the competition, and the notebooks about the information of various schools are all written in vain.

Ugh!

Maybe He Wei is really not suitable to be a data tennis player.

Recovering his senses, he turned his head to look at Liu Qingshuang, who was warming up and stretching his legs, and said, "Let's win this match as fast as possible.

"Needless to say, I know!"

When she was ready, Liu Qingshuang took out the racket from her tennis bag and walked towards the court.

After seeing that the contestant he was going to fight against was the only girl on the opposite side, the seventh Middle-School contestant was determined, but he still admired her appearance and figure intently (cjbg)

This girl looked cold, but she was really beautiful! It was the first time he had seen such a beautiful woman in reality, just standing there had an indescribable beauty.

He looked back at his team, and as expected, those guys all showed envious eyes.

One of them yelled even more limply: "Hey, you kid, you have to be gentle! Don't beat this little girl until you cry!"

Looks are one of the most disarming factors.

Obviously, no one on the opposite side looked at Liu Qingshuang squarely. They all thought that she was good-looking and was pulled by the tennis team as a facade. It didn't matter whether she won or lost.

The seventh Middle-School contestant even pretended to be a gentleman: "If you serve the game, I will give it to this beauty."

"It's over, let's ask for blessings!" Feng Qingyue caught a glimpse of Liu Qingshuang's increasingly cold face, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of emotion.

This month, who in the tennis club doesn't know Liu Qingshuang's temperament, usually cold and indifferent, but when it comes to tennis, she will be very serious and strong. I hate it when someone underestimates her in this respect!

At the same time, she is also terribly persistent.

In the beginning, after the two of them had improved in strength, they still went to chat with the captain from time to time, but after a few times, he didn't want to be tortured anymore, because there was no hope of winning at all, but Liu Qinglei was still on the move until now. Attempts to challenge authority.

If you mess with her, I hope you don't lose too badly!

The contestants of the seventh Middle-School stood in the middle of the baseline with their hands clapped, and their minds were full of thoughts.

How lucky he was!

To be able to match the best one,

Moreover, if he can win this match with an absolute attitude, maybe this super beautiful girl will still like him!

Liu Qingshuang tossed the tennis ball high, and the whole person jumped up at the same time, swinging the racquet in an arc of half a moon.

The seventh Middle-School contestant clicked his tongue, elegant, so elegant!

This person is good-looking, and he is really beautiful in everything.

Snapped!

There was a crisp hitting sound.

The seventh Middle-School player snapped back to his senses. He knew it was time for him to catch the ball.

But what about the ball?

"Twelfth Middle-School leads, 15-0!"

At this time, the referee's voice came into his ears.

Score?! Are you kidding me?

The seventh Middle-School contestant looked confused.

He felt that his reaction was fast enough, but why didn't he even see the shadow of the ball?

"Hey, did you just... see the path of the ball clearly?" The captain Wang Ming, who was watching the whole game, opened his eyes even wider. He just saw a touch of yellow tennis ball, and then scored?

This ball is too fast!

"I don't see clearly."

"Me too, what a fast ball!"

The rest of the team members were also shocked.

It turns out that this good-looking girl is not a rookie, she is really the right choice based on her strength!

Next, Liu Qingshuang directly and neatly won the game 6-0. Except for the necessary serve, even the racquet didn't touch the tennis ball extra.

"It's not bad, it's quite fast." Su Cheng smiled and said to the girl who rushed back.

Liu Qingshuang glanced back at the player who had been fooled by herself, and said with some dissatisfaction: "If it wasn't for his serving too much, I could still be faster."

The players from the seventh Middle-School who entered the arena to check the status of their teammates all swallowed secretly. Is this the legend that the more beautiful a woman is, the more dangerous she is?

terrible!

"Don't panic, it's impossible for the opponent to have someone with such unfathomable strength! The powerful player Zhao Huaqiang didn't come, which means Feng Qingyue is very difficult to deal with. As long as we play hard, we will definitely win a few sets Yes." Captain Wang Ming saw his morale plummeted, so he quickly forcibly continued.

then.

"In the match between the 12th Middle-School and the 7th Middle-School, the 12th Middle-School won the promotion, with a big score of 5-0."

After the referee announced the final result, Wang Ming, the captain of the seventh Middle-School who was the first singles, was still slumped on the ground.

The scoreboard on the field is reading 1-forfeit.

Wang Ming stared blankly at the young man who led the No. 12 High School team away.

The shock in my heart was like raging waves.

Was he playing ball with ghosts and gods just now?!!

And this year's twelfth Middle-School, it's too strong!

swish!

The big screen of the team in the stadium is refreshed.

Showing the twelfth Middle-School cut.

The whole audience: "????"

What happened?

They haven't had time to pay attention to it yet, so why did they advance to the next level?

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