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

Saito Itaru, Kurobe Yukio, and Tsubaki Ryuji, the three coaches of the U-17 Training Camp.

"Coach."

Yukimura said after seeing the three.

"Before that, Tsubaki and I must apologize to you, Yukimura."

Kurobe Yukio said to Yukimura.

"What?"

Yukimura was stunned after hearing this.

Two coaches from the U-17 Training Camp are apologizing to him?

"In short, due to certain matters, you only need to accept their apology, Yukimura."

Saito Itaru patted Yukimura's shoulder and said this.

Yukimura nodded after hearing this.

In the end, Yukimura thought about it but still couldn't figure out what was wrong.

However, Yukimura quickly dismissed the thought from his mind.

"Do the three coaches have any matters to discuss?"

"However, since you are already at the quasi-world-class level, even if you go there, there won't be any particularly noticeable improvement. You should be very clear about this yourself."

Yukimura nodded after hearing Saito Itaru's words.

Because during these ten days, he had been training with Byodoin Hoo and the other four, Yukimura also discovered this problem.

Although there is only one word difference between quasi-world-class and world-class, the gap between them is not that simple.

Even if Yukimura trains as much as possible, it will still be very difficult to reach world-class.

It's not because Yukimura can't reach world-class, but because of limitations.

"Regarding this issue, you will naturally know after you go there, but no one will answer this question for you."

Kurobe Yukio said, "This requires you to find the answer yourself. If you want to step into the world-class level, although training is indispensable, the most important thing is yourself."

Yukimura pondered for a moment, then said, "I understand, Coach."

"Since that's the case, you should rest well today."

Tsubaki Ryuji said, "Someone will personally take you to that place tomorrow."

"Thank you, Coach."

Yukimura said to the three coaches.

"This is only what you deserve."

Saito Itaru shook his head slightly.

After that, the three coaches told Yukimura some things and then left.

"The world…"

A glimmer of light flickered in Yukimura's purple eyes. The next day.

Yukimura followed Saito Itaru and left the U-17 Training Camp.

After leaving the U-17 Training Camp, they arrived at a small path.

This path was winding and led deep into the mountains, and it was also a road leading uphill.

To be precise, it was a road leading to the summit.

"If you keep walking along this road, you will reach your destination."

Saito Itaru said to Yukimura, "I am only responsible for bringing you here. Next, you need to walk on your own."

"I understand."

Yukimura nodded, then said to Saito Itaru, "Then thank you, Coach."

"You're welcome."

Saito Itaru smiled and gave Yukimura a few words of advice before leaving.

After Saito Itaru left, Yukimura turned his gaze to the summit.

There, there was a cliff protruding out.

And Yukimura also knew where this road led.

The Cliff of the Heart!

That was where the head coach of the U-17 Training Camp, Mifune Nyudo, was located.

Yukimura only held a racket in his hand, changed into the new U-17 Training Camp uniform, and draped a red, white, and black jacket over his shoulders.

Without the slightest hesitation, Yukimura walked towards the summit.

An hour later.

Yukimura was only a short distance away from the Cliff of the Heart.

Originally, Yukimura thought that there would be an interception on the road, but it seemed that he had thought too much.

After passing through the trees, Yukimura saw a wooden hut.

Three boats were painted in red paint in front of the wooden hut.

Three boats… Mifune…

The sound of rustling leaves rang out, and then Yukimura saw high school students wearing black short sleeves.

There were about fourteen high school students.

Each high school student held a bucket and a racket in their hands.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

A high school student saw Yukimura and frowned.

This was the Cliff of the Heart. If there was no designated road, only climbing the cliff could lead here.

Unless it was a special time, high school students would come to the Cliff of the Heart. Usually, no one would come here.

"A middle school student?"

Some high school students looked at Yukimura's appearance and said with some suspicion.

"How could a middle school student appear here? And look at the uniform he's wearing, that's the training camp's uniform."

"That's right."

"Hey, no matter who you are, leave here immediately!"

"That's right, this is not a place you can come to. Leave immediately!"

The high school students exchanged glances and shouted at Yukimura.

Yukimura looked at the group of high school students in front of him, and a strange color flashed in his purple eyes.

"As expected, what should come will still come?"

Thinking of this, Yukimura couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.

He didn't encounter any obstacles on the way he came, but instead, when he arrived at his destination, high school students appeared.

However, seeing the appearance of these high school students, they should have just returned from training and were passing by.

It just so happened that Yukimura came here at this time.

"What are you laughing at?!"

The fourteen high school students frowned and looked at Yukimura's appearance, their expressions somewhat unpleasant.

How dare a mere middle school student be so rude to them?

That's right, the high school students had already confirmed that Yukimura was a middle school student.

Although they didn't know why a middle school student would wear the U-17 Training Camp's uniform and appear here, the high school students cared a lot!

They were all people who had been eliminated from the U-17 Training Camp, and then they came here.

However…

When they came here, they realized that this place was simply hell!

That drunkard was torturing them every day!

"It's nothing, I'm just a little surprised."

Yukimura replied, his tone was gentle, but the high school students didn't know why, but they suddenly felt a chill.

"Leave here now, immediately!!!"

The high school student looked at Yukimura and said, "Otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite."

"Impolite?"

Yukimura shook his head after hearing this.

As expected, whether it was the U-17 Training Camp or the Cliff of the Heart, these high school students were all the same.

Or rather, as long as they were high school students from the U-17 Training Camp, they were all the same.

"Damn it, what kind of expression is that?!"

The high school students became a little annoyed, and each of them stared at Yukimura with unkind expressions.

"Damn it, how dare a middle school student be so arrogant in front of us? I'm going to teach him a lesson!!!"

"This is not a place that a middle school student like you can come to!!"

"Get out of here quickly!!"

Five of the high school students directly took out tennis balls and swung their rackets at Yukimura. (PS: If you don't have a sense of the scene, think about the return of the defeated group in the manga when they were playing on court 2)

Yukimura's expression was still gentle, and there was no anger in his purple eyes.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. Watching the tennis balls rushing towards him, Yukimura raised his right arm.

"What does he want to do?"

"Does he want to hit back five balls at once?"

"What a joke!!"

The high school students sneered after seeing Yukimura's actions.

Then…

The other high school students heard a scream. Thud! The five high school students covered their wrists, their rackets fell to the ground, and their faces showed a bit of pain.

"What's going on?"

The other high school students were stunned after seeing this scene.

They didn't see what happened at all.

Yukimura shook his head. Even if they trained at the Cliff of the Heart, these high school students were still too weak.

In terms of strength, they were not as strong as Sanada and the others.

Yukimura didn't want to pay attention to these high school students at all and turned to leave.

"Damn it, don't be too arrogant!!!"

The high school students became a little angry. They didn't expect that Yukimura would instantly hit back five tennis balls, and the speed was so fast that they didn't react.

Moreover, after doing all this, this middle school student was ready to leave as if nothing had happened.

How could they tolerate this?

Yukimura stopped, glanced at these high school students with his purple eyes, and a purple light flashed in his eyes.

Instantly, the cold sweat on all the high school students' faces flowed down, and their faces turned pale.

Their legs went weak, and with a thud, they knelt directly on the ground. Yukimura didn't even look at these high school students and turned to leave.