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

The next morning, the U-17 training camp welcomed its largest-ever shuffle match.

The ultimate winner of this shuffle match will become a representative of the U-17 Japan team!

That is, the Japan U-17 First String!

A total of forty people participated in this selection, including thirty-nine high school students and one middle school student.

The thirty-nine high school students were basically the top-ranked players in the U-17 training camp.

Moreover, it even included the strongest player in the U-17 training camp – Hoo Byodoin!

However, the high school students' attention was not on Hoo Byodoin, but on the only middle school student among the forty.

Seiichi Yukimura!

This name spread throughout the U-17 training camp almost overnight.

Including those high school students who originally only cared about training and nothing else.

This shows how much of a sensation this matter caused in the U-17 training camp.

After training in the U-17 training camp for so long, were they still not as good as a middle school student?

The three coaches of the U-17 training camp naturally knew the emotions of the high school students, but they didn't explain at all, or rather, they were too lazy to explain.

U-17 training camp main court.

Yukimura, Hoo Byodoin, Kijimaru Hikoichi, and Irie Kanata arrived here.

The moment Yukimura appeared, almost all the high school students' eyes turned towards him.

"The situation seems to be worse than I imagined!"

Shuji Tanegashima looked around and said to Yukimura with a smile, his tone a bit playful: "Yukimura, what are you planning to do now?"

"Just a display of incompetence."

Kijimaru Hikoichi shook his head and said.

The more these high school students acted like this, the more it represented their incompetence.

"Worthless."

Hoo Byodoin snorted coldly, not bothering to look at these high school students at all.

"It seems this match will be a bit difficult for Yukimura."

Kanata Irie smiled, somewhat gloating.

Yukimura smiled helplessly. Kanata Irie's personality could indeed be frustrating at times.

Whether it was intentional by the coaches or not, Yukimura was up first in the selection match.

The match would begin in ten minutes.

His opponent was Shishi Nakagauchi from Court 1.

U-17 is divided into 1-16 courts, with Court 1 being the strongest and Court 16 being the weakest.

So Yukimura's opponent was Shishi Nakagauchi from Court 1.

Meanwhile.

When Shishi Nakagauchi learned that his opponent was Yukimura, he sneered.

"Let me see just how strong this middle school student that the coaches arranged to enter the selection match really is!"

He was from Court 1 and had absolute confidence!

"Then you better work hard."

Akiba Koyo said indifferently: "Don't end up like Fudomine, completely defeated."

Completely defeated?

Shishi Nakagauchi snorted coldly and said: "I won't be like that trash. A high school student being completely defeated by a middle school student, even losing before the third game was over."

"Good luck."

Yudachi Wetaro said to Shishi Nakagauchi.

"Just wait!"

Shishi Nakagauchi said confidently.

Yanagida Kei's eyes flashed with a sharp light. His intuition told him that this Seiichi Yukimura was not simple.

However, this was also an opportunity to clearly see the strength of this Seiichi Yukimura.

Ten minutes later.

The staff was ready.

"Please, participating players, enter the court!"

Following the staff's voice, Yukimura and Shishi Nakagauchi walked onto the court.

"Go, Nakagauchi!!"

"Defeat that middle school student!! Let him know the power of the U-17 training camp!!"

"Defeat him soundly!!!!"

"Don't let him get a single point!!"

When Shishi Nakagauchi entered the court, many high school students immediately started shouting.

They eagerly wanted to see the scene of Shishi Nakagauchi crushing Yukimura.

"This scene is really the same as with Fudomine back then."

Akiba Koyo and Yudachi Wetaro both said softly.

"It's very similar indeed."

Nakagawa Ryosuke nodded, his eyes showing apprehension as he looked at Yukimura.

"Kid, today I'll let you see the power of the high school students in the U-17 training camp!"

Shishi Nakagauchi said coldly as he looked at Yukimura.

"Is that so?"

After hearing this, Yukimura glanced at him indifferently and said: "Can the match start now?"

"How arrogant!"

Shishi Nakagauchi sneered and said: "Don't think that you're amazing just because you defeated that trash Fudomine. You're far from it!!

"Then I'll look forward to it a little."

Yukimura had already turned around, and his voice entered Shishi Nakagauchi's ears as he turned.

The coat draped over his shoulders swayed without wind, and then he walked to the baseline.

"Arrogant!!"

Shishi Nakagauchi's expression became somewhat unpleasant. This appearance clearly showed that he looked down on him!

"I'll let you kid know what fear is!!"

After a cold snort, Shishi Nakagauchi walked to the baseline.

"Match start, one game match, Nakagauchi's serve!"

The staff looked at the two and then raised his arm, announcing loudly.

"It's starting."

Outside the court, Shuji Tanegashima said subconsciously.

All the high school students' eyes were focused on Shishi Nakagauchi. They were waiting for Nakagauchi to crush Yukimura!

Swish. Shishi Nakagauchi tossed the tennis ball into the air, then raised his right arm and swung it down at the tennis ball!!

Bang. The racket struck the tennis ball, and a dull hitting sound was immediately heard.

The tennis ball was as fast as a shooting star, creating bursts of air-piercing sounds in the air.

With a whoosh, visible blue smoke instantly rose from behind the trajectory of the tennis ball.

Some high school students didn't even see Shishi Nakagauchi's serve clearly.

The tennis ball swept past the net and instantly exploded at Yukimura's feet.

Yukimura glanced at the tennis ball, his expression not changing in the slightest, very calm.

P- Swish—

Immediately afterward, he raised his racket, and his coat instantly unfolded.

Bang. In an instant, a dull hitting sound rang out.

The racket struck the tennis ball, and a heavy aura emanated from around Yukimura.

Whoosh. In an instant, Yukimura's arm rotated, and he directly smashed the tennis ball out.

The tennis ball was like an arrow leaving a bow, making a popping sound in the air.

The sound of tearing through the air spread throughout the court.

"He returned it?"

The high school students who originally wanted to see Yukimura make a fool of himself by failing to receive the ball were stunned in place at this moment.

"How could he have returned Nakagauchi's serve so easily??"

The high school students looked at Yukimura on the court, somewhat dazed for a moment.

A large portion of them couldn't receive Shishi Nakagauchi's serve, but now—"

"Is that what you call a serve with that speed?"

Hoo Byodoin said disdainfully. In his eyes, that speed was like a turtle crawling.

Too slow!

"Kijimaru, did you notice?"

Kanata Irie looked at Yukimura and said: "His hitting motion—it seems a little different than before."

"It's also a little different than yesterday."

Shuji Tanegashima nodded and said: "It gives me a very steady feeling."