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

"Seiichi?"

Yanagi Renji narrowed his eyes and said, "Why has he been frozen for so long?"

"Yeah, what exactly happened to the captain?!"

Kirihara Akaya said anxiously, "He couldn't possibly lose to Medanorre's other dimension!"

"Yeah."

Sanada Genichirou said in a deep voice, "Seiichi will be fine."

Before he finished speaking.

The snowflakes on Yukimura's body fell off piece by piece.

In an instant.

A stream of air appeared around Yukimura.

The entire stadium began to boil.

Ripples appeared in circles around Yukimura as the center.

The ripples continued to expand until there wasn't a single snowflake on Yukimura's court.

The sky also suddenly became clear.

The stadium was instantly divided into two environments.

"That's more like it."

A gleam flashed in Yukimura's purple eyes.

"Continue, Yukimura Seiichi."

Medanorre said with a calm expression.

The two had now entered a clash of other dimensions, and their auras erupted once again.

It was now Yukimura's service game.

Swish! The tennis ball was tossed into the air by Yukimura.

The snowflakes in Medanorre's court kept smashing onto the tennis ball, constantly weakening the power carried by the tennis ball served by Yukimura.

Until the tennis ball smashed to the ground, when it bounced up, the tennis ball no longer had any power.

Medanorre swung his arm, fiercely smashing the tennis ball out!

Boom! A burst of sound echoed through the stadium.

The tennis ball carried an astonishing spin, instantly cutting through the entire court.

A wisp of visible green smoke filled the tennis ball's trajectory, the sound of air being torn apart constantly rang out, bringing with it a blast of air.

Wherever the tennis ball went, it was accompanied by a strong blizzard!

The tennis ball blew across the court with the blizzard, and everything it passed was frozen by huge snowflakes.

The members of the First Army narrowed their eyes.

"This kind of destructive power!"

Irie Kanata said, "If the snowflakes landed on your body, you wouldn't be able to move immediately."

"It's a bit similar to Atobe's insight."

Mitsuya Akuto analyzed, "It's just that this is a more concrete other dimension."

"Atobe's insight is to find weaknesses, Amadeus' darkness is to strike weaknesses."

"Medanorre obviously possesses both, while also increasing the destructive power."

The First Army and the middle school students nodded.

Just like Mitsuya Akuto analyzed, Medanorre's other dimension, the Coming of Winter, exists in two states.

The first is to find the opponent's weakness in the blizzard of the other dimension.

The second is the snowflakes, which play a very important role in Medanorre's other dimension. If the snowflakes fall on the ground, they will seal off the opponent's route. If they float on the opponent's body, the snowflakes will become incomparably huge,

thereby making it impossible for the opponent to move.

And the blizzard environment will cause mental attacks.

The feelings of sluggishness, fear, and trembling will always linger in the opponent's mind.

If it were another opponent now, they might have already been lost in this blizzard.

But.

Yukimura won't!

On the court.

The tennis ball, carrying the blizzard, had already flown to Yukimura's court.

In the eyes of Yukimura and the First Army.

The moment the blizzard swept across the court, the picture immediately changed.

The court disappeared.

The blizzard is coming.

The wind is howling!

The snowflakes are scattering!

Danger is approaching quickly!

A gust of wind, carrying snowflakes, howled past Yukimura's side, blowing his purple hair and scattering the coat on his shoulders.

Countless snowflakes landed on Yukimura's body.

Suddenly.

The snowflakes on Yukimura's body became huge, freezing Yukimura in the snowflakes.

Afterwards, the snowflakes all over the ground began to grow larger.

Unable to move!

And nowhere to move!

"Your other dimension is indeed very strong."

Yukimura said faintly in the snowflakes.

Although the voice was not loud, it clearly entered Medanorre's ears.

Medanorre's eyes narrowed.

Only to see.

Circles of dazzling golden light waves appeared around Yukimura.

It was as if a stone had fallen into water, creating ripples.

Wherever the ripples passed, all the snowflakes were pushed away by the ripples.

In just a few seconds, all the snowflakes in Yukimura's court disappeared.

Yukimura's figure disappeared from the spot, and the next second he appeared at the drop point.

At this time, the tennis ball had just bounced up, and the racket collided with the tennis ball!

A sound of resonance was produced between the tennis ball and the racket.

Yukimura's racket froze the moment it touched the racket.

Afterwards, the powerful force of the tennis ball constantly pulled on the racket.

Yukimura frowned.

Now, even if Yukimura wanted to swing his racket, the tennis ball and racket had already been frozen to death. No matter how strong the force used, the tennis ball could not be hit out.

"Interesting."

Immediately, Yukimura smiled faintly.

Power constantly gathered on his arm, and at the same time as his aura erupted, he shattered the frozen ice on the racket.

He stepped down and leaned his body forward, instantly smashing the tennis ball out!

The moment the tennis ball flew out, a stream of air was generated under Yukimura's feet, once again blowing up the surrounding snowflakes and dust.

Boom! A sound of explosion was produced in the stadium.

The tennis ball burst out from the concave string bed, quickly cutting across the court like a cannonball!

A wisp of visible green smoke filled the tennis ball's trajectory, the sound of air being torn apart constantly rang out, bringing with it a blast of air.

The tennis ball instantly appeared in Medanorre's court.

The tennis ball smashed to the ground, but the snowflakes in Medanorre's court were piled up very thickly, causing half of the power to be unloaded after the tennis ball smashed down.

The snowflakes exploded, and a circle was blown out around the tennis ball as the center, revealing the original appearance of the court.

The snowflakes turned into a buffer zone to block the tennis ball, so that the tennis ball had no power at this time. When the tennis ball bounced up, Medanorre's racket had already prepared for the tennis ball.

The snowflakes on the racket were like dancing elves, constantly adhering to the tennis ball the moment they touched it.

Afterwards, Medanorre gathered the power in his hand and smashed the tennis ball out!

Bang! The deafening sound of hitting the ball suddenly rang out, and the tennis ball turned into a powerful cannonball and burst out!

The tennis ball's trajectory carried wisps of snowflakes, drawing an arc on the court.

In an instant, it stirred up a blizzard and rushed towards Yukimura together with the tennis ball.

"This is really a tricky other dimension."

Mitsuya Akuto pushed his glasses and said, "Under normal circumstances, the other dimension is a way to concretize one's own abilities."

"It's just like Yukimura's other dimension [God]. Because of the absolute strength, there will be such a strong concretization."

"But Medanorre is different. He covers all the other dimensional abilities of five-dimensional data: power, speed, spirit, technique, and stamina."

"No matter which type, his other dimension, the Coming of Winter, can be reflected."

"Moreover, it will also weaken the opponent's tennis ability.

"This kind of other dimension is too strong!"

Hearing this, the members of the Neon team raised their eyebrows.

"Brother Akuto, isn't Seiichi also like that?"

Yanagi Renji asked in confusion.

Since Yukimura was being compared, did Mitsuya Akuto mean to say that Yukimura's other dimension was not a five-dimensional level?

"Yukimura naturally is too."

Mitsuya Akuto analyzed, "Yukimura's five-dimensional data can no longer be tested, so isn't God also unpredictable?"

"Before having snowflakes, wasn't it created by God?"

Hearing this, Rikkai immediately understood.

Yukimura's strength had already surpassed everything, which is why there was the existence of [God].

"There is no need to worry about Yukimura's game."

Byodoin Houou hugged his arms and said lightly, "The game has already been decided."

Hearing this, everyone nodded.

Enjoy the last game of this U-17 World Cup.