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

“Ten minutes break.”

Byodoin Hōō said to Yukimura:

“Resume training in ten minutes.”

“Yes, Senior.”

Yukimura replied.

During the break, the staff immediately cleaned up the tennis balls scattered all over the court at the fastest speed.

Ten minutes later.

Oni Jūjirō took the lead and walked into the court.

Yukimura followed.

“The rules are simple.”

Oni Jūjirō said, “Each person hits eleven consecutive balls. Any situation where the balls collide is considered a failure. Each occurrence adds 500 forehand and backhand swings to the training. The same applies to missing a ball.”

Yukimura nodded.

“Let’s begin.”

Byodoin Hōō crossed his arms in front of him and said indifferently.

Yukimura and Oni Jūjirō each went to the baseline, each taking out five balls first.

The two simultaneously tossed the tennis balls into the air.

Yukimura’s purple pupils slightly narrowed, and substantial afterimages appeared again. The racket instantly hit the tennis balls.

Bang, bang, bang, bang! The sound of hitting the ball rang out, and five tennis balls flew out like streamers.

In an instant, as the tennis balls were hit out, Yukimura and Oni Jūjirō took out six more tennis balls.

Then, as the opponent’s shot came, they threw the six tennis balls into the air. Bang, bang, bang, bang! Eleven consecutive shots!

The continuous sound of hitting the ball rang out. Yukimura and Oni Jūjirō kept running back and forth on the baseline. Each swing of the racket produced dozens of afterimages.

The entire court was filled with shadows of tennis balls.

“A total of twenty-two balls.”

On the steps, Taneshima Shūji said, “According to the probability and Yukimura’s strength, the probability of the balls colliding is very small.”

Irie Kanata and Ochi Tsukimitsu nodded.

And then…

Yukimura and Oni Jūjirō simultaneously tossed another tennis ball into the air. Twelve balls!

Yukimura’s expression slightly tightened, the power of the arm muscles exploded, and eleven substantial afterimages instantly appeared around him.

Bang, bang, bang, bang! The continuous sound of hitting the ball quickly rang out. Twelve tennis balls pierced through the court like bullets. The airflow was torn apart, rushing out with terrifying rotation. Oni Jūjirō was not surprised to see this scene.

Because they already knew that Yukimura was now a quasi-world-class player. After all, there were still shortcomings in other aspects.

And Mifune Nyūdō was precisely aware of this, so he let Byodoin Hōō, Oni Jūjirō, Taneshima Shūji, Irie Kanata, and Ochi Tsukimitsu train him.

There is a huge gap between quasi-world-class and world-class.

This gap cannot be bridged simply by trying to make up for it.

“Twelve balls are still not enough!”

The amethyst-like luster flickered in Yukimura’s purple pupils, and then he turned his wrist and took out another tennis ball. Thirteen balls!

“So quickly, thirteen consecutive shots?”

Seeing Yukimura’s actions, Irie Kanata said somewhat unexpectedly.

“It seems that the situation of the balls colliding will not occur.”

Taneshima Shūji shrugged and said, “Indeed.”

Ochi Tsukimitsu nodded, expressing his agreement. Byodoin Hōō’s expression was indifferent, and he didn’t say a word. Thirteen consecutive shots were just the most basic for them. In fact, there are also divisions in multi-ball rallies.

One to seven consecutive balls is considered one stage, from seven to eight consecutive balls is another stage, eight to nine consecutive balls is also a stage, and after reaching ten consecutive balls, it is a completely new stage.

Of course, for Byodoin Hōō and others, this is already useless.

They can do thirteen consecutive shots very easily.

Moreover, with the strength of Byodoin Hōō and Oni Jūjirō, thirteen consecutive shots are far from the limit.

Bang, bang, bang, bang! Suddenly, several sounds of hitting the ball exploded in the court, and terrifying air currents swept through the entire court.

Yukimura and Oni Jūjirō both hit thirteen consecutive shots, adding up to twenty-six balls!

So many tennis balls shuttled back and forth in the court. In Taneshima Shūji’s eyes, the moment these twenty-six tennis balls flew over the net,

they almost touched each other. It was like brushing past the tennis balls as they flew over.

Oni Jūjirō looked at Yukimura on the opposite side, his expression tightened, his arm muscles squirmed, and powerful strength was gathering.

Bang, bang, bang, bang! The terrifying sound of hitting the ball rang out, and a cloud of dust was stirred up behind Oni Jūjirō.

Power, speed, and rotation were strengthened again.

But Yukimura’s face did not change at all, and he also strengthened his power.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang! In Byodoin Hōō’s eyes, the two began a thirteen-ball rally at the baseline.

Just like that, an hour later…

“You passed this training.”

Oni Jūjirō said to Yukimura, who was a little out of breath. There was no way around it. Yukimura was now a first-year junior high school student. Oni Jūjirō was three years older than Yukimura. Whether it was the development of his bones or other aspects of his body, he was stronger than Yukimura.

Although these could be narrowed through training, the effect was not very obvious. The most important thing was to rely on time to grow little by little.

“The morning training will end here first, and continue in the afternoon.”

Byodoin Hōō said to Yukimura, “Yes.”

Yukimura nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Yukimura had undergone high-intensity training before, it was still a bit different from this situation.

“See you in the afternoon.”

Taneshima Shūji waved his hand and then left.

Oni Jūjirō, Irie Kanata, and Ochi Tsukimitsu also left one after another.

Yukimura shook the sweat off his head. Although he was a little tired, he felt very comfortable.

Ten days later.

U-17 Training Camp.

Ten days have passed since Saitō Itaru told Byodoin Hōō and the other five about Mifune Nyūdō’s words.

During these ten days, although Yukimura did not have particularly terrifying changes, it was enough to make Byodoin Hōō and the others feel shocked.

According to Mifune Nyūdō’s words, Ochi Tsukimitsu, Irie Kanata, Taneshima Shūji, and Oni Jūjirō had successively played matches with Yukimura in the past week.

Now only Byodoin Hōō has not played against Yukimura. Saitō Itaru, Kurobe Yukifu, and Toge Ryūji, the three coaches, gathered together.

“The head coach’s order has reached the end.”

Saitō Itaru said to the two coaches, “Now only Byodoin Hōō is left.”

Kurobe Yukifu nodded and said, “The training and match videos from this period of time have already been sent to the head coach.”

Mifune Nyūdō was very satisfied with the way Byodoin Hōō and the other five trained Yukimura. They were able to train Yukimura from various aspects and also allow Yukimura to recognize his shortcomings.