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

Huff… A gust of wind blew by, dispersing the lingering smoke and dust.

Once the smoke and dust completely cleared, Mifune Nyudo saw a massive pit.

Scattered stones littered the ground, and only a gaping hole remained where the uneven cliff face had been.

Sweat beaded on Yukimura's face; the little stamina he had recovered vanished after unleashing that shot.

“Not bad power,”

Mifune Nyudo nodded at Yukimura.

If Yukimura were in the Zero- অনুভব Tennis state, the power of that shot would likely be even greater, but as it was, Yukimura's stamina was nearly depleted.

“Still needs more practice.”

Mifune Nyudo said, “Remove all the strings from your racket, leaving only two. Use this racket every time you practice hitting the ball.”

As he spoke, Mifune Nyudo sat on a rock, took a swig of sake, and said, “Do you know the two great realms of a tennis career?”

“The Realm of Selflessness.”

Yukimura said softly, and then a white aura appeared around him.

“Not bad.”

Mifune Nyudo nodded, but then said with some disdain, “Just a power that wastes stamina; it has no real use.”

The Realm of Selflessness was not worth mentioning in Mifune Nyudo's eyes. (PS: Everyone knows the specifics, so I won’t go into detail to avoid inflating the word count.)

Yukimura's mind stirred, and he directly withdrew from the Realm of Selflessness.

“The Realm of Selflessness is one of the two great realms in a tennis career; its opposite is the Asura Path.”

Mifune Nyudo said calmly, “The Realm of Selflessness was first used by that guy Nanjiro, and eventually, three mysteries emerged.”

“However, the ultimate mystery of the Realm of Selflessness, Perfected Selflessness, is where the true power lies.”

Yukimura nodded, and after speaking, an aura completely opposite to the Realm of Selflessness suddenly appeared around him, and a trace of black light flashed in his purple eyes.

A chill emanated from Yukimura.

The surrounding leaves began to sway without wind.

“Not bad.”

Mifune Nyudo wasn't surprised; he had a feeling that Yukimura had not only opened the Realm of Selflessness but also the Asura Path. “The only path of the Asura Path is victory!”

“Besides Perfected Selflessness, the other mysteries of the Realm of Selflessness are all trash.”

“I really don't know what that guy Nanjiro was thinking, creating so many trash mysteries. Besides wasting stamina, they're useless.”

Speaking of which, Mifune Nyudo snorted coldly.

The Asura Path is about pursuing victory.

The ultimate goal of Perfected Selflessness is to pursue the joy of tennis!

Besides Perfected Selflessness, the other two mysteries of the Realm of Selflessness are completely useless in Mifune Nyudo's eyes!

Of course, if Echizen Nanjiro personally used the other two mysteries in a match, Mifune Nyudo certainly wouldn't say anything more.

“After stepping into the advanced stage of the Asura Path, you can comprehend your own Otherworld Domain skill.”

Mifune Nyudo said, “There are two concepts of the Otherworld Domain.”

“One is like that of Byodoin and Oni Jujiro, displaying their Otherworld Domain.”

“The other is having the strength to reach the Otherworld Domain level.”

Simply put, even if Byodoin and Oni Jujiro didn't have the Otherworld Domains of World Pirate and Demon God, their strength still reached the Otherworld Domain level.

“This situation changes according to your own self.”

Mifune Nyudo continued, “Once you reach the Otherworld Domain, you will know.”

Yukimura nodded, his purple eyes flashing with a strange light. What Mifune Nyudo said was basically no different from what he imagined.

It seems that only after Yukimura reaches the Otherworld Domain will he know what the situation will be.

If the Otherworld Domain could be comprehended so easily, then countless experts would appear in this world.

Obviously, this situation does not exist.

“Your body has reached its limit; further training will have no effect.”

Mifune Nyudo said to Yukimura, “So today's training ends here.”

“Yes.”

Yukimura nodded in response.

“Follow me.”

Mifune Nyudo said, and then left.

Seeing this, Yukimura followed.

Mifune Nyudo then led Yukimura to a cave.

He then took out a set of clean clothes and a towel from the wooden hut and handed them to Yukimura.

“You will sleep here during this training period.”

Mifune Nyudo said to Yukimura, “There is a sleeping bag inside.”

“Get some rest.”

After speaking, Mifune Nyudo turned and left.

Yukimura first dried his hair and then walked into the cave to rest.

This scene was seen by the high school students, and envy appeared in their eyes.

Since they arrived here, the clothes on their bodies had never been clean, let alone having a towel.

But now, this middle school student not only had clean clothes but even a towel; how could they not be envious?

“What are you trash looking at?”

Mifune Nyudo's reprimanding voice came: “What are you spacing out for? Hurry up and train for me!!”

“Those who don't reach the training standard today are not allowed to sleep!!!!”

The high school students trembled upon hearing Mifune Nyudo's words and then continued to train.

The next morning, Yukimura got up early, washed up at the waterfall, and started a new round of training.

The water temperature in the deep mountains in the morning is very cold; Yukimura didn't plan to soak in the water for training early in the morning.

As time passed, it was noon.

Yukimura came to the waterfall alone, went into the water, and began practicing his swings.

Today, he had to complete 400 swings within three hours; if he didn't complete it—Mifune Nyudo wouldn't let him off so easily.

Whish, whish—

Yukimura stabilized his center of gravity and began to swing, each swing creating ripples on the water surface, and the water flow became chaotic.

Again and again, the water flow became rapid.

Yukimura's body swayed slightly, but he was still able to stabilize his center of gravity.

Whenever his right arm felt sore, Yukimura would switch to his left hand.

He alternated between his left and right hands to perform swing training.

In this way, two hours and forty minutes slowly passed.

This time, Yukimura completed 400 swings in the water within three hours.

With the experience of the first time, today was much better than yesterday.

Even so, Yukimura's stamina was almost exhausted.

Dragging his tired body, Yukimura slowly went ashore and lay on the ground.

He took the towel placed on the side and covered his face, and after resting for a while, Yukimura dried his hair.

After a while, Yukimura stood up from the ground and left.

U-17 training camp.

Saito Itaru, Kurobe Yukio, and Tanezima Ryuji, the three coaches, gathered together.

They received Mifune Nyudo's order in the morning that the U-17 representative team members could begin to be selected.

This meant that—the U-17 World Cup was about to begin!

The U-17 World Cup is a world-class competition organized by the International Tennis Association!

Each U-17 World Cup is highly anticipated.

“Then let's start the selection.”

Saito Itaru said, “Let's first determine forty people and then conduct a shuffle match.”

“Okay.”

Tanezima Ryuji nodded.

“Let's separate Byodoin Hōō, Oni Jūjirō, Tanezima Shūji, and Irie Kanata first.”

Kurobe Yukio said, “It wouldn't be good if they met in the shuffle match.”

“That's no problem.”

Saito Itaru said, “But the head coach said to leave a spot open.”

Leave a spot open?

Kurobe Yukio and Tanezima Ryuji exchanged glances, instantly understanding Mifune Nyudo's meaning.

“In that case, let's reduce it to thirty-nine people for the shuffle match.”

Tanezima Ryuji said, “The head coach should let him come down the mountain when the competition starts.”

“In this way, those former First-Stringers will seize this opportunity well.”

Kurobe Yukio said faintly, “At that time, this shuffle match should be very intense.”

“Isn't this the result we want to see?”

Saito Itaru smiled and said, “The stronger the people selected, the more they will surprise the world at the U-17 World Cup!”

“Hopefully.”

Kurobe Yukio said, his tone somewhat low.

He was still clear about the strength of the Japan U-17 representative team in the world.

“Don't be so discouraged.”

Tanezima Ryuji said, “At least Byodoin Hōō and those people haven't disappointed us, and there's also Yukimura.”

Yukimura!

Hearing this name, Kurobe Yukio's eyes lit up slightly.

That's right!

How could he forget Yukimura?

Even if the Japan U-17 representative team doesn't perform well in the world, when Yukimura appears and shows his quasi-world-class strength,

At that time, it will definitely make the whole world boil!

Moreover, the Japan U-17 representative team's performance in this U-17 World Cup will be bad!

“In that case, let's determine the personnel first.”

Saito Itaru pushed the report in front of him, which was the best-performing group of high school students in the current U-17 training camp.

Among them were Byodoin Hōō and Oni Jūjirō, among others.

The other people were the high school students from the disbanded former Japan U-17 representative team.

They will definitely not give up this time to re-select First-String members!

They must become First-String again!

Cliff of the Heart.

Mifune Nyudo was observing Yukimura's training.

Then, he would occasionally guide him, and the problems he pointed out were only some minor issues that Yukimura currently had.

Even Mifune Nyudo had to admit that Yukimura's foundation was too solid.

Mifune Nyudo had never seen anyone at this age with such a solid foundation.

“Kid, come here.”

After thinking for a while, Mifune Nyudo shouted at Yukimura.