The God of Destruction

"Pan Chen!" Qi Yuanchi also grinned, showing a cruel smile.

"I have been looking forward to it for a long time, let me see your violent style of play, 20 minutes to get you!"

Pan Chen's mouth twitched an inexplicable smile, "It seems that you are in a hurry, I can help you, how about three minutes?"

His pupils shrank slightly, silently, a black breath diffused from behind him, as if the ink infiltrated the air, condensing a black human form, a huge figure appeared behind Pan Chen, and the scarlet eyes were extremely prominent As if to have some kind of life.

Qi Yuanchi also slightly stunned, a sense of extreme danger diffused from the scarlet eyes.

"This is your kind of aura, but it's useless to me." He still had a cruel smile.

"Is it?" Pan Chen picked up the tennis ball from his feet and gently tossed it. The right hand suddenly slammed: "Try it!"

Bang--

The tennis ball made an overwhelming noise, and it instantly deformed, soaring directly towards Chihara.

"It's fast!" Chihara Chi quickly ran over, and swiped the tennis ball suddenly with his right hand.

boom!

The tennis ball was directly hit back by him. "Play faster!" He growled dissatisfiedly.

Pan Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, his muscle fibers were spewing, in two forms, when the tennis attacked, his right hand bulged slightly, "Three forms !!!"

With a loud bang, the tennis ball slammed towards Chihara Akara like a thunder! !

Chihara Chi also hit back again! !

Boom! !

Six types! !

Boom! ! !

Eight styles! ! !

As if accumulating power, Pan Chen constantly played the 108-style swing ball.

Qi Yuanyuan kept fighting back, shaking with his right hand. Every time he hit a swing ball, his right hand will increase, and the strength is also madly improved, making him feel a lot of pressure.

the first time!

This is the first time I feel powerless when facing opponents other than Kaida Sanada and Komura.

The unsteady tremor in his right hand made him more irritable, as if a fierce flame burned from his heart with excessive blood loss.

Tennis roared again, obviously stronger than before!

"Damn !!! I will never lose again !!!" Qi Yuanyuan also looked grimaced, her hair fluttered and her eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. I want to be the strongest person, how can I lose to him! ! !

His eyes were scarlet, and his consciousness was close to madness.

"Twelve !!!!" An indifferent voice echoed in the tennis court again.

Boom! ! !

A roar sounded, and Qi Yuanyuan also shouted at the tennis racket with both hands, trying to hit back.

But when Chihara was about to receive the ball, Echizen Ryoma standing beside the tennis ball suddenly saw Pan Chen waving the tennis racket again out of thin air!

At the same time, the tennis ball changed its trajectory instantaneously, blasting towards the face of Chia Chia on the left! !

Chihara Aka ’s pupils contracted instantly, and he could feel the violent trajectory of the tennis moment, but his right hand was already waving.

There is no way to disguise now, the body is more fixed, and the whole person is in a state where it cannot maintain balance.

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The tennis ball instantly enlarged in his eyes and hit the front of his face hard! The dull sound is like the sound hit on the rubber.

boom! !

Blood burst.

Qi Yuanchi was also directly smashed and flew out, blood slowly flowing along the nose, across the right face and fell on the ground, and a little blood fell on the red eyes, making his eyes look scarlet and more and more red bloody.

Echizen Ryoma stared at the tennis court with a stark look at all of Pan Chen's previous actions.

He could even feel the speed of Pan Chen's move, even if he was too late to avoid it.

Even if it opens the realm of selflessness.

In the past, there was no such intuitive comparison. After playing with Chihara Chi this time, I saw Pan Chen again.

This crushing in an instant had a great impact on his heart! !

Obviously he is dealing with a very difficult opponent, but in Pan Chen's hands he can't even catch a ball

"Are Chi also knocked down?" Jack Sangyuan also froze.

15: 0! !

Cough cough cough ...

It took a while for Qi Yuanyuan to get up from the ground, his face covered with blood, but he smiled strangely, "Blood you actually made me bleed !!!" His eyes instantly showed a blood red color that was different from the previous bloodshot , Even more weird!

"You are dead !!" Qi Yuanchi also made a burst of laughter. He had long known that Pan Chen was very powerful, but only after real battles did he know that Pan Chen's strength was so terrifying.

It really made him tremble with excitement!

"Go on !!! Isn't that three minutes? !!! There are only two minutes and 48 seconds left!" He roared, feeling that his potential seemed to erupt.

Pan Chen abandoned the tennis ball gently, then suddenly blasted over, "Fourteen style!"

Boom!

The tennis made a pop.

Qi Yuanyuan was also significantly faster this time, and had great strength. The fourteen-style swing ball in the selfless realm was easily returned by him!

"A little more force !!" He looked a little crazy.

As if the whole person was in a violent state, the blood-red eyes made him look terrible.

"Eighteen styles!" Pan Chen's right hand swelled suddenly, striking back.

With a loud bang, the tennis hit instantly.

The roaring gust of wind almost wiped the original red and scalp numb. It was the violent shock and sense of crisis that tennis brought before it even touched.

"Did I reach the limit?" At this moment, a picture suddenly flashed in his mind.

The final freeze was at the moment when Pan Chen played the swing ball.

At this moment, Qi Yuanqian didn't know what to do. He became very calm. He looked at the tennis ball that was getting closer and closer. The squeezing tension caused by the terror force and the howling.

"Do you want to exceed the limit?" A voice sounded from the bottom of his heart.

Yes I do! Of course I think!

I want to be the strongest man!

A breeze blew through.

A familiar milky white light radiated from Qi Yuanyuan also, the dust flew up again ..