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

A booming explosion suddenly erupted, compressing the air in an instant before releasing it!

Space seemed to be pierced as the tennis ball flashed like lightning, instantly detonating at Kuki Jūjirō's feet!

The terrifying power exploded, leaving a pit in the ground.

“That's what I should be saying to you, Yukimura!”

“There's no need to be so serious in a practice match, Yukimura!”

Kuki Jūjirō's eyes flashed with a dark light, his aura constantly rising, eventually reaching its peak.

Taking a step forward, his figure vanished from the spot, accompanied by a whistling sound, his racket instantly striking the tennis ball like a phantom.

Boom! A terrifying explosion resounded as Kuki Jūjirō's racket heavily struck the tennis ball.

A powerful vortex suddenly formed, with strong currents of air emanating from around Kuki Jūjirō.

Kuki Jūjirō's aura suddenly became even more powerful than before, suffocating!

Anyone who felt this aura had their hair stand on end and their scalp tingle.

“So… so strong!!”

“Is this Kuki Jūjirō?? ”

“Amazing!!”

The surrounding high school students widened their eyes one by one, looking at Kuki Jūjirō on the court, who was radiating a dark light.

“Go back!!”

Kuki Jūjirō roared softly, his arm muscles wriggling, erupting with terrifying power, and fiercely smashed the tennis ball back.

Boom! The tennis ball, enveloped in an incredibly terrifying airwave, sped out, and where it passed, ripples began to appear in the space.

The gravel and dust on the ground were stirred up again.

Just as the tennis ball flew over the net, a black light flashed on it!

Whoosh—

In everyone's eyes, the speed of the tennis ball suddenly increased, and the space shook violently.

The dark light appeared in everyone's eyes.

Yukimura's purple eyes narrowed slightly; the power of this ball was stronger than the last, both in terms of power and speed.

Without the slightest pause, Yukimura's body reacted instantly.

His swift, lightning-like figure appeared like a ghost at the landing point of the tennis ball, and before the tennis ball landed, the racket in his hand suddenly rose.

Tear! The air was torn apart at this moment, making a piercing sound.

Yukimura's face sank slightly as he placed his other hand on the handle, his arms erupting with power, and forcefully smashed the tennis ball back.

Buzz— On the opposite side, a dazzling golden light shone from Kuki Jūjirō's hand.

“Here it comes!”

Seeing this scene, Tanegashima Shūji, Irie Kanata, and Ochi Tsukimitsu all narrowed their eyes.

The moment the golden light shone, a suffocating aura of destruction covered the surroundings.

“Take this, Yukimura!!”

Kuki Jūjirō looked at Yukimura on the opposite side, his eyes suddenly focused, and immediately swung his racket after aiming at the tennis ball.

Boom! Accompanied by a terrifying explosion, and then, in the eyes of the First-Years, the tennis ball hit by the racket… glowed!!!

“The ball… is glowing??!!”

The First-Years widened their eyes, their bodies trembling under Kuki Jūjirō's aura, their expressions incomparably horrified.

The golden light flourished, and then the light condensed into a point, and the golden tennis ball roared out.

A golden light, with a power like a destructive force, slammed into Yukimura.

Boom! The entire court was shaking, rumbling, and the terrifying aura made the First-Years' faces pale.

Yukimura's expression turned stern, and the racket in his hand had just risen, and he heavily swung the racket towards Kuki Jūjirō's terrifying return.

In an instant, Yukimura felt a power even greater than before.

Whoosh! A huge air pressure instantly erupted, stirring up an astonishing airwave that spread towards the surroundings, surrounding Yukimura with a visible airwave.

Only a thump was heard, and the open-air court under Yukimura's feet sank slightly.

Yukimura's arms shook violently, and the tennis ball inside the racket kept spinning and exploding.

“What a strong power!!”

Yukimura's heart sank; Kuki Jūjirō's destruction was too strong!

Even compared to Byōdōin Hōō's previous destruction, the power of the two was similar.

But this does not mean that Byōdōin Hōō and Kuki Jūjirō are both power-type players; power is only where the two are strong. Even in terms of technique and ball control, the two are definitely stronger than anyone else!

Squeak, squeak, squeak! Yukimura's racket kept making a mournful sound, and the strings kept sinking, as if they were about to be snapped by force.

Another long drag mark appeared under his feet again!

The drag mark was even farther than the last time, just at the moment when Yukimura's body was about to go out of bounds.

Yukimura's body bent slightly, and after accumulating power in the racket in his hand, his arm suddenly pushed forward.

A heavy aura instantly dissipated!

Shoo—

Like a stream of light in the night, the tennis ball brought up a trail of afterimages that were so fast that they reached the limit, instantly rushing towards Kuki Jūjirō.

“He hit it back!!”

Seeing Yukimura hit back Kuki Jūjirō's terrifying return, the First-Years shouted subconsciously.

“As expected, he hit it back so easily?”

Tanegashima Shūji thought secretly, Yukimura directly hit back the destruction head-on, and used strength against strength, without the slightest hesitation.

Yukimura's power forced back Kuki Jūjirō, and Kuki Jūjirō's power forced back Yukimura.

What's more, Kuki Jūjirō was fighting Yukimura with quasi-world-class strength, and both were at the same level.

But Kuki Jūjirō's attack of destruction somewhat exceeded the power of a quasi-world-class!

Even so, Yukimura still did not retreat in the slightest, but instead directly hit it back.

“Wait—”

Suddenly, Irie Kanata shouted.

“Yukimura's Illusion!”

As Ochi Tsukimitsu's voice had just finished speaking, they then saw Kuki Jūjirō's next action, which stunned the other First-Years.

They saw Kuki Jūjirō's figure quickly disappear from the spot, and when he reappeared, he saw the “

Tennis ball' landing!

Then he began to swing his racket—

In Kuki Jūjirō's eyes, the tennis ball seemed to pass directly through his racket like a bubble.

Boom! Immediately afterwards, a terrifying explosion sounded.

Rip! Gravel and dust exploded, and the astonishing airwave directly submerged everyone around, and some First-Years who did not pay attention,

Were almost blown away by this air current.

—

The exploding gravel kept collapsing, leaving faint bloodstains on the faces and arms of some First-Years with subtle piercing sounds.

“It's Yukimura's Illusion.”

Ochi Tsukimitsu's figure was covered by smoke and dust, but his mirror-like pupils were not obstructed, and his gaze reflected Yukimura's figure.

“Even Kuki can't defend against world-class mental skills.”

Irie Kanata frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: “Not only that, Kuki knows what Yukimura's Illusion can do,

Even if you want to defend… but you don't know how to defend.”