Cross the net king: tennis princess

Is this an afternoon call?

Mirror Fan hooked his lips, showing a wicked smile, raised his left hand high, and patted it beautifully with his right, "I'm looking forward to it! But, I won't lose!"

Looking down, the long and narrow bangs covered the expression in the eyes, looking at his hands, the trembling was already very small, and he shouldn't be able to see it if he didn't pay attention.

So……

He grabbed the tennis ball with all his strength, threw it hard, and sent it out hard... It was an outspin serve!

The female players from Lihai University all around exclaimed, and immediately looked at Jiuluo Weilan. Weilan smiled happily, as if she was satisfied with her offensive, ran a few steps, caught the ball easily, and hit back.

Jing Fan still had a charming smile, and calmly countered every ball. A few minutes later, the two sides still maintained the previous score, and Jiu Luo Weilan was a little dissatisfied with this stalemate.

After hitting a ball back, he suddenly stopped, instead of running to where the ball landed, he quietly closed his eyes...

Suddenly a domineering momentum rushed towards the face, a strong wind blew Qingchen towards the mirror fan, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stepped back a few steps, as if thinking of something, but the moment he opened his eyes, she froze...

Everything in front of you is no longer a tennis court, but a universe full of stars!

Everything around is dark blue, on the hazy side are stars one by one, some are shining, some are spinning dimly, and there is a bottomless abyss under her feet, she suddenly feels a little dizzy , took a few steps back, and suddenly found a yellow thing running towards her at a fast speed in front of her.

A subconscious block, but no strength to fight back.

In a distant place, an elegant voice said slowly, "15-15."

Is this... still on the tennis court?

He raised his head and looked at the smiling girl opposite with some confusion, "Where is this place?"

"Welcome to my world... This is a fantasy created by me in the realm of selflessness. How about it, isn't it beautiful?" Wei Lan looked at everything around her intoxicatedly, and tapped the occasional flying around. Little Xingxing smiled happily.

"What's the matter? It's your turn to serve?" She raised a finger and looked at the mirror fan with a smile.

Covering his dizzy head, looking at the tennis ball floating in the air, he shook his head slightly, picked it up, and served the ball again, but it was limp and powerless.

Looking at the mirror fan, Jiuluo Weilan suddenly smiled brightly.

She didn't believe that the Yinlin mirror fan could be cracked, and everyone who competed with her was defeated in her world, including Yinlin!

Hitting back, seeing her dizzy look, he smiled.

dizziness……

This happens to many people...

I don't know how you should deal with it...

Hope it doesn't make me feel bored.

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Looking at the ball rushing towards him, Jing Fan was already a little dizzy, and became even more dazed.

One, two... How many balls are there...

Just as Jing Fan was thinking, the referee's voice came from his ear, "15-30, Jiu Luo leads."