The God of Destruction

"It's really not self-controllable, so I dare to come to participate in the qualifying on campus."

"It's ridiculous to say what to represent Qingxue in national competitions."

"This is how Chinese students studying abroad are always too arrogant, who he thought he was!"

"Tennis is not something Chinese can play, ha ha ha!"

The people in the audience talked unscrupulously, and they laughed heartily at this overwhelming Pan Chen.

Snapped!

A clear voice sounded.

The tennis ball hit Pan Chen's face heavily, and then his body lost his balance and hit the ground heavily.

Pan Chen, who was lying on the ground, made a heavy gasp. Compared with the pain in his body, the pain in his heart was more intense. He even wanted to lie on this cold floor from now on, and never get up again.

Seeing everyone mocking themselves, a deep humiliation, Pan Chen could hardly remember why he appeared here.

He was originally just an ordinary middle school student, learning in general, playing games is the best in the class.

I was playing League of Legends that day, just five killing super gods, and when I was laughing happily, I came to the world of the Prince of Tennis with a headache in vain.

It is now the intra-school group match of the Youth Department of Tennis. Echizen Ryoma is in group d, and he is in group b.

Originally, he didn't want to play tennis. After all, even if he didn't have any system, as a traverser, he would take some comics or movies from previous lives and become some millionaires. A multimillionaire is a small thing.

The result was pulled here.

But the predecessor is still one who wants to represent the Qingxue to participate in the national competition, and still make an oath in front of the students.

And students, fully promoted the role of high-level black, blowing him into the rebirth of the net god, rendering him as a possession of the god.

Perhaps the predecessor's ball skills were not bad, but he didn't at all, so the poor performance naturally became the object of people's ridicule.

Today, in the first qualifying match in the school, he played against Colin. The game was ten minutes long and the score was 3: 0. Before that, he was thoroughly washed.

In the near-sarcasm of the opponent, the tennis ball flew over and hit him directly, so he was knocked down on the ground.

As a result, the people around him laughed even more, and his previous clown-like performance attracted many people's attention.

People call friends and friends, more and more people are watching.

The sarcasm in his ears grew louder and he pulled Pan Chen back to the scene. He really wanted to pick up the racket in his hand and beat the guy on the opposite side.

But he stood up slowly.

He doesn't want to do that kind of thing in front of everyone. Now, in the game, even if he loses, he has to lose some good looks. When he writes amazing things in the future, it will shock the group.

Stand up now, even if you have bruises all over, you have to finish the game.

The referee originally intended to stop, but when Pan Chen stood up again, he endured.

The relationship between Pan Chen and his classmates is not good. The only friend who hasn't come here, no one cares about his physical condition.

Raised his hand at the student who served as a tennis sanitation volunteer, and stood in front of him.

auzw.com He suppressed the humiliation and annoyance in his heart and picked up the racket again.

"Don't be like a lady, I haven't beaten it yet." Colin ran over and said with a sneer as if he cared about his physical condition.

His golf skills are average, and he doesn't have much popularity in school. At this time, there is a rare opportunity to express his natural desire to be more refreshed, but the pride on his face is really too obvious.

"Then you have a good time!" Pan Chen decided to give this guy a certain lesson. Will he not play tennis or softball?

Colin smiled and turned and walked towards the back.

The score gap is now very large. He doesn't know what this guy can do. Victory has no suspense for him. What is more important now is how to win beautifully.

It would be better if it could attract the favor of a school girl.

At this time, Pan Chen suddenly felt some pain on his face, gently touched, and found that there was blood flowing out.

Seeing the blood, his chest slowly burned.

The smug look on Colin's face opposite was more intense, and Pan Chen gritted his teeth fiercely, glancing at his disgusting face.

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in his ear.

‘Dingham system activated.

Currently: Prince of Tennis World.

Role: Pan Chen.

Current task: beat Colin ’s **** guy fiercely and swell his right face!

The points awarded depend on Colin ’s injury. ’

‘Activate ability, spin the ball! ’

"Actually activated the system !?" Pan Chen's heart was filled with joy, and he looked at Colin across the other side, "You are dead this time!"

Colin glanced at Pan Chen, not caring, and looked towards the pretty school girl around him.

In his eyes, Pan Chen did not deserve his attention at all.

Pan Chen took the tennis ball and walked towards the edge of the back line, this time with his right face

Colin only recovered at this moment and looked down at Pan Chen contemptuously. He didn't even make a normal gesture. It was completely a contempt of Chiguo Guo.

"beep--"

The referee's whistle sounded.

Pan Chen took the ball and prepared to serve it, and the people around him focused their eyes again.

"Is this clown going to fall this time?"

When Colin saw Pan Chen serve, he didn't even care about it. He just bent down symbolically, his eyes full of disdain.

At this moment, no one can beat Colin at all, just paying attention to whether he will fall, which is more funny.

"Come to death"

Pan Chen threw the ball fiercely, focusing on the ball. ..