Beili has come to school again. This is undoubtedly great news for the Beili support team who have been eagerly looking forward to Beili coming to school. Beili has come to the tennis club! This is undoubtedly great news for everyone in the tennis club.

It's a nightmare.

"Li, look!" Lian Hen pointed at a boy wearing a cyan mask standing outside the tennis club and said to Beili, "[Qingluan] is here again, do you want to fight him?"

"No, I'm in a bad mood!" Beili glanced at the boy standing outside the tennis club, [Qingluan], ranked tenth among professional players, a mysterious man known as the "Soul of Tennis", who must come every year

It's crazy to challenge her once.

"Excuse me, do you know where [Yu Mo] is?" The man came over and asked Beili through the barbed wire fence.

"I don't know!" Bei Li picked up a silver-white racket calmly. She didn't use [Suo Yue] for fear of being recognized.

"Oh, what a pity. I heard that her good-for-nothing boyfriend passed away recently, and I planned to celebrate with her, but it seems like it's going to come to nothing!" After the man finished speaking, he shook his head regretfully.

After hearing this, an evil smile suddenly appeared on Beili's lips, his charming eyes narrowed slightly, and his whole body exuded a cold breath of minus n degrees. Lian Hen, who was standing aside, had a dark face.

It’s the same as Bei Li’s food. God knows how much he wants to knock [Qing Luan] away with a hammer, and then adds: God, whoever you say is not good, you say Nan Yixiu, all ghosts know that he is Li

The reverse scale! You are not afraid, but we are still afraid!

"I remembered, I know where she is, you go to the tennis court and wait first!" After saying that, he carried his tennis bag and went to the locker room.

"Minister, let your members watch carefully. They are about to go crazy. They will definitely learn a lot after watching this game!" Tan Zichen, who was standing not far away, just happened to hear their conversation and said with a

He looked at [Qingluan] with a look that said, 'I'll burn paper for you, just go in peace!'

After a while, Beili came out. At this time, she looked completely different from before. Her long purple-white curly hair was tied up, her seductive eyes were covered by purple contact lenses, and her beautiful face had a trace of...

He wears a purple and white mask, wears a golden wristband on his left hand, wears a white T-shirt with a purple skirt, and holds [Moon Lock] in his hand.

"Wow! Li is really serious this time! I really want to know what this guy [Qingluan] said to make him so angry!" Nan Ying looked surprised. Indeed, Beili was rarely like this.

angry

"He mentioned the taboo of leaving!" Lian Hen looked helpless, turned his head and said to the expectant people standing outside the tennis court, "You must remember that you can't speak ill of Xiu in front of others, otherwise,

God can’t save you either!”

"Did you just say that Xiu is a waste?" Beili asked him with a smile as he shook hands, but there was a hint of hostility in his tone.

"He is just a waste!" [Qingluan] said nonchalantly

"I will turn you into a real waste!" After saying that, Beili came to the bottom line.

"This great master is really not afraid of death!" Outside the venue, the five Nanying people said in unison.

Beili stood on the baseline, threw the ball, and hit it. As soon as the yellow ball hit the ground, a faint singing sound like a lullaby sounded in everyone's ears, making people drowsy. Several people outside the court had already collapsed.

Asleep on the ground, even Yukimura Seiichi's consciousness was a little blurry.

"The second level of the Three Saints of Immortals, Angel Qiange!" Beili opened his red lips slightly and hit another ball at the same time. [Qingluan] wanted to go over and catch it, but his footsteps softened. Next, Beili

Three more balls were served, and [Qingluan] either failed to catch up or failed to pass the net.

Finally, when the score was 1:0, [Qingluan] hit back with a ball. Beili caught the ball casually, waved the racket gently, and the yellow ball hit [Qingluan] accurately on the head.

, then, [Qingluan] started to spin in circles, spinning fast.

"It's the Whirling Lavender of the Language of Flowers!" Min Qixuan exclaimed outside the court. "I didn't expect that Li would be so angry that he would even use the Language of Flowers, which is only used to deal with a few of us and the top five in the world!"

Beili ignored the spinning [Qingluan], until the score reached 5:0, Beili hit a ball hard, with an momentum on the ball, and went straight towards [Qingluan].

"It's the Lily of the Valley from The Language of Flowers!!" Nan Ying screamed

"What is Suzuran?" Marui Bunta asked curiously while chewing bubble gum.

"It's a trick that makes people lose all memory, lose intelligence, lose the ability to take care of themselves, and become like a psychopath. The important thing is that once you are hit by the trick, you can't recover!" Hailan explained, with a touch of fear in his voice, "Unless Li personally unlocks it,

Besides, you can’t dodge this ball!”

In the pale faces of everyone in the tennis club, the crazy [Qingluan] was taken to the mental hospital by the men in black called by Bei Li. Looking at Bei Li as if nothing had happened, everyone swore again in their hearts: Never be with this person in this life.

Women play ball!

The next day, the front page headline of the newspaper was: Ranked tenth in the professional network, [Qingluan] fell ill for no reason and was admitted to a mental hospital! At this time, our culprit was sitting peacefully in the tennis club, calmly drinking grapes

Fanta reads the newspaper!

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Chapter completed!