A terrifying murderous volleyball that can blast through anything that blocks it. It collided head-on with Bisji, but it was like a bull in the sea. There was no movement at all.

The death row prisoners opposite had a clear view of what was going on, and their jaws dropped to the ground in shock.

The little girl who looked like a doll princess gathered a large ball of Qi in her hands, and this Qi instantly turned into something like essential oil. The volleyball, as violent as a meteorite, crashed into the ball of chanting oil in her hand, like a beast crashing into it.

The swamp was deep in it, and even though he had all the brute force in his body, he couldn't use it. He was running rampant in the slippery oil, but he could only follow the trajectory of Bisji's hands...

Bisji used her hands to turn over and hug each other, and the volleyball was spinning fiercely in the ball of mind oil in her palms. Finally, she reached out and picked the murderous volleyball on her slender fingertips, spinning like a basketball, peacefully.

"What are you looking at me for?" She smiled at Jing Yang and the two of them, "I've already said that I'm better at defense than offense."

Jing Yang was stunned for a long time and shouted: "Who taught you Tai Chi?"

"What punch?" Bisji didn't understand what he meant and raised the volleyball high.

boom!

Bisji spiked the ball, and the volleyball hit the No. 28 puppet on the opposite side. Bisji's aiming angle was very tricky. No matter what the opponent did, he would never be able to hold it in his hand as easily as before. He could only carry it out.

Block.
Chapter completed!