It is said that people will burst out with different potentials in anger than usual. As expected, Kiyoko Fujito was angry. The bullets he played were getting faster and faster. However, no matter how fast his ball speed was, it would not have any effect on Xiaocha. At the ball speed, it was almost useless to attack because Xiaocha could hit a very fast ball, and her movement range was very powerful and could move from the middle of the court to every corner. So it was impossible to win Xiaocha's time with the ball speed.

Kiyoko Fujito became more and more angry. Although Xiaocha did not provoke after this, her quick movement knocked all his balls back, and used her actions to mock Kiyoko Fujito at all times.

After the game, Xiaocha still beat Xiaocha, and couldn't tell where she was happy, because she didn't feel any pride in defeating such an opponent. She looked down on people like this, especially because of his disrespect to his opponent, but she insisted on making his opponent respect him. Xiaocha despised someone like him very much, even if she won, she would not feel any slight self-pleasant.

"You are still far from you!" She laughed disdainfully and walked out of the court, found herself, who asked the person who looked at the tennis bag and said thank you, put the racket down and walked out of the street tennis court.

Walking back, Xiao Cha had a slight smile on his face, but he was thinking about the tricks he thought about during class. She hadn't really tried them, but it didn't matter. She hadn't found someone who made her too serious yet. She could wait for two weeks to practice before practicing... Let those people come and help Qingxue's official team members...

Xiaocha speeded up

When she ran home, she shed some sweat and opened the door, she asked, "Sister Nanazi, have you left me food?"

"Xiao Cha is back, I have to stay." Nanako smiled gently and smiled.
Chapter completed!