[Net King] Prince's Observation Notes

Axiu didn't go back to the rest area directly. When she followed Guanyue and Yuta to the tennis court where Fuji Shusuke was, the muscular man who was majestic before was lying on the ground sweating profusely and panting like a cow.

On the opposite side, Bu Er was still standing in the sun in a clean suit, in stark contrast to the muscular man who threw himself on the ground, so elegant and calm that it made people cry.

Holding the racket in one hand and putting the other in his pocket, he watched the boy slowly get up with shaking legs. Before he could stand up straight, he squinted his eyes and tossed the ball up, and said in a cold voice: "Just now Teach you what speed is, then, now let you see what strength is!"

Before the words were finished, the yellow ball had already headed straight for the opponent's face!

The boy hadn't even set his fighting posture yet. He couldn't even see the ball when he was dizzy. He could only hear a gust of wind whistling sensitively. He broke out in a cold sweat instantly, but at this time his hands were already weak. My legs are weak, no matter what, it's too late to dodge!

With a bang, the boy's left cheek suddenly went numb, and then his ears kept ringing, and he felt countless wasps buzzing straight into his ears, and after that, his eyes were full of gold stars spinning around!

Axiu, who was on the long side, watched with straight eyes that the boy on the opposite side sent his saliva flying across the face with a ball, and fell back three or four meters. He hit the ground motionless like a dehydrated dead dog. She swallowed hard. Swallowing, he shook his hands and nodded Yuta, who was standing beside him, who didn't change his face: "You, you, you all know how to play this kind of...killer tennis?"

Yuta glanced at her, and snorted, "What kind of killer tennis ball, it's just that it's more powerful." He said with heavy eyes, and said disdainfully, "A guy of that level is not worthy of his strength. "

Axiu looked at Yuta in horror, then at Guanyue and Fuji Boy, isn't this strength?So how strong are these teenagers?It's one thing to watch it in anime, but it's another thing to live it in front of her, Nima!This is no longer a shock that can be described, it is simply brutal!

She was suddenly full of sympathy for the man who was lying on the field fainting. It would be better to let her beat him up just now, so that he has no power to resist being beaten over and over again. He probably has the courage to pick up the tennis racket next time. All gone.

Wait, isn't that what Bu Er Boy thinks?

She was thinking about it, but she saw that Buer jumped over the net uncharacteristically, walked in front of the opponent with a nervous and dignified face, bent down and stretched out his hand as if to pull him, and asked with great concern: "Are you okay? What's next?" I will teach you the secret of ball control, and I will demonstrate it to you when you get up."

After Bueryi finished speaking, the guy paralyzed on the ground became softer: Enough is enough!This kind of unilateral killing!He never wants to play such high-risk sports again, Mom!

Bu Er didn't wait for him to answer, and under the suspicious eyes of everyone, he directly stretched out his hand to pull him up. The boy was stunned, stood still tremblingly, looked at Bu Er again, and thought to himself that this is a real gentleman , then he should ignore the past, so he said very sincerely: "Thank you..."

However, before he finished speaking, Buer suddenly opened his eyes, smiled heavily, turned around and said "You're welcome" while grabbing his wrist, and a short figure quickly cut his arm obliquely, before he could react, The whole person has already passed Buer's shoulders into the air!

What a standard judo yoke throw!

Axiu heard the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground and rubbing against the ground, and her teeth ached. The guy lying on the ground was almost mature now, no, he was [-]% dead!Is the force value of Fuji boy so high?So the last time he was beaten was purely because the other party had a lot of people and he was defeated?Or was there no need for her to rush in and join in the fun?

Yuta next to him was thoughtful, and muttered: "He has started to practice judo again recently..."

Axiu was taken aback, and asked, "Zhou Zhu has been practicing judo?"

Yuta nodded, "He used to learn when he was free, but not so... powerful."

Could it be that he became angry after being beaten last time?Axiu squinted her eyes slightly and looked at Buer. At this time, he was looking at his hand with regret, and said to the muscular man who didn't know what to do, "I'm sorry... my hand slipped."

Watching the trio: ...Do you want to be so innocent...

The muscular man vomited three liters of blood, slipping his hand, sister, do you think he is a fool!He already understood thoroughly, what taught him to play tennis, what made him join the school team, what the hell was he just finding an excuse to play so he couldn't speak!

After finishing speaking, Buer turned around and left, suddenly seemed to remember something, paused, turned his head and looked coldly at the guy with a swollen nose and swollen face on the ground, and added: "I said I wanted to tell you something earlier," he said again Looking at Axiu who was outside the arena, she said softly, "Whatever you did to her, I will pay back ten times."

When Buer came to Axiu's side, Yutai and Guanyue had already left, and she was the only one left holding the bottle of water that Buer brought her before, staring sideways in a daze.

"Let's go."

As he talked, seeing Axiu still staring at him intently, he suddenly remembered that at the beginning of school, Axiu once raised her hand to cover his eyes and said, "I hope you bend your crescent eyes, because I am afraid that I will not pay attention if I look too much." I fell in love with you, and then you rejected me severely, what should I do?" How did he answer at that time?

By the way, he said, he won't refuse...too ruthless.

Thinking about it, Buer couldn't help curling the corners of his lips and laughing, can he refuse cruelly?

He smiled to himself, shook his head and grabbed Axiu's wrist and walked towards the rest area.

Axiu looked at the boy inexplicably, smiling and shaking her head, and suddenly pulled her wrist. Seeing that someone had a dark belly, she was instantly shocked with chills all over her body, and both her experience and IQ sounded the alarm: Something is wrong with this product!

Smiling so coquettishly after beating someone up?Shaking his head and sighing because he was not satisfied enough to beat him?

Fuck!What did he do by pulling her wrist?Want to do another shoulder throw?

Stop it, boy!You still have to save your energy for the competition, don't waste unnecessary energy on the innocent girl, okay?

Axiu looked back at the muscular man who was still quite dead, swallowed tremblingly, and suddenly pulled out her claws and quickly held Bu Er Shao's plain and strong hands, trying to squeeze out the starry eyes, and said sincerely: "No , No two, thank you very much this time—"

Before she finished speaking, Bu Er suddenly stopped, looked at her with some playfulness and asked, "Then how can you thank me?"

His little friend, Axiu, was instantly stunned: What a classic question!She was molested, right? Molested, absolutely!

This is really not in line with the setting of Bu Er Shao!Don't change the character's play path without authorization, okay!How could she turn the tables on her lines like this!

No, how could she be molested by a young boy with no hair yet?What is the majesty of the Celestial Scholar!

Fight back!Thick skinned!The smell of coquettish bag is stronger!

So, Axiu also raised the corners of her lips, and said jokingly, "How about a promise with your body?"

She was satisfied to see the boy Fuji's body standing stiff against the wind, and was about to pat him on the shoulder to completely smash the anti-setting Fuji into pieces, when suddenly his palm warmed up, and he held her paw back, He showed a smile that turned all sentient beings upside down, "I'll think about it."

The author has something to say: The young man who pretends to be passionate can't afford it, he can't afford it

The author who can't write ambiguous words can't afford it, ah, can't afford it