Prince of Tennis: I, the Son of God, Yukimura Seiichi

"What's going on?"

In the monitoring room, Taku Zhi Long Er frowned as he looked at the Bu Po iron man in the monitor.

Hei Bu You Qi Fu's face paused, his eyes closely observing Bu Po iron man, but he still didn't find anything unusual.

"If you want to know, it seems you can only go and see for yourself."

Zhai Teng Zhi said to the two coaches with a smile on his face.

"It seems this is the only way."

Hei Bu You Qi Fu and Taku Zhi Long Er nodded.

Bu Po iron man's appearance was too strange…

Clearly, he could have hit the ball back by swinging his racket just now, but he stopped.

"Turn all the monitors to Yukimura Seiichi and record the entire process of his match."

Zhai Teng Zhi said to the staff: "Remember, all of it."

"Yes, Coach Zhai Teng!"

The staff quickly replied.

For a moment, he couldn't figure out what had happened to Bu Po iron man.

"Have you figured it out? Irie."

Oni Jujiro said to Irie Kanata.

"Not yet."

Irie Kanata shook his head, a strange color appearing in his eyes as he looked at Yukimura.

Oni Jujiro nodded, although Irie Kanata liked to act, this time Oni Jujiro didn't think he was acting.

"Eh? Oni, look there."

Suddenly, Irie Kanata spoke, pointing to the balcony of the teaching building.

"The three coaches?"

A look of surprise appeared in Oni Jujiro's eyes.

"It seems the three coaches have also come to observe this Child of God."

Irie Kanata smiled, a strange look in his eyes.

It seems this Child of God is really amazing, he has actually drawn out the three coaches.

.....

In the court.

Bu Po iron man's face became even more gloomy. Just now, his vision had instantly turned pitch black.

Only the voices of the high school students and Yukimura's voice remained around him.

Then, his pair of strange pupils suddenly looked towards Yukimura.

"Senior, there's no need to waste your energy. Right now, your… vision has already been deprived."

Yukimura looked at Bu Po iron man's movements and said: "I'm very curious, your ability… can it reflect the deprived vision back?"

"Kid!!!!"

Bu Po iron man suddenly became furious.

Was he being looked down upon?

Bastard!!

He was clearly a middle school student, yet he was so arrogant!!

"What did that middle school student just say?"

One of the high school students didn't hear clearly.

"That middle school student just said… Bu Po iron man's vision has been deprived."

"Vision has been deprived? How is that possible?? Who does he think he is??"

"Exactly, depriving vision just like that, does he think he's a god!!"

After hearing these words, the high school students sneered one by one.

Some high school students even gnashed their teeth, looking at Yukimura with unkind eyes.

Yukimura heard these words in his ears. He had heard these trash talk many times.

Especially when he became the captain of Rikkaidai, no one was optimistic about Rikkaidai.

Then, Yukimura used his strength to shut all those people up.

At this time, Yukimura felt several scrutinizing gazes.

"That's… Oni Jujiro and Irie Kanata?"

A hint of surprise appeared in Yukimura's purple eyes. He didn't expect these two people to come and watch his match.

Besides Oni Jujiro and Irie Kanata, the three coaches of the U-17 training camp also appeared.

It's just that the high school students didn't notice.

"It seems he's very unpopular."

Hei Bu You Qi Fu looked at the high school students below and said faintly.

"A middle school student is actually beating them to the point of having no power to fight back. If it were me, I would be like that too, right?"

Zhai Teng Zhi smiled and said: "Moreover… in this way, wouldn't the goal be achieved?"

Taku Zhi Long Er nodded.

......

"Senior, continue serving."

Yukimura returned to the baseline and reminded Bu Po iron man.

"No need for your reminder!"

Bu Po iron man snorted coldly, his tone very unkind.

Yukimura shrugged, not caring, his eyes meeting his pair of strange pupils.

It's just that Bu Po iron man's pupils were losing focus…

"Damn kid!!"

Bu Po iron man's eyes were now pitch black, he could only hit the ball through sound, which made him very unhappy, even angry.

He was one of the most promising high school students in the U-17 training camp to become a member of the U-17 representative team!!

But now, he was actually being played around with by a middle school student?

"He lost."

Looking at Bu Po iron man's appearance, Oni Jujiro and Irie Kanata already understood what the result of this match would be.

Bang — —

The next second, the sound of hitting the ball rang out.

The speed of the tennis ball had clearly decreased a lot.

"What's going on?"

"What is Bu Po iron man doing?"

"Serving so slowly? Does he still want to win?"

"Heh, still wants to become a member of the U-17 representative team? With this kind of strength, he can become a representative? What a joke!!"

Seeing Bu Po iron man's serve, some high school students sneered.

"Deprived of vision, next is touch…"

Yukimura's purple eyes flashed with a glow as he looked at Bu Po iron man.