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

Leopold Camus was a name not unfamiliar to Yukimura.

On the contrary, Yukimura was very familiar with this name.

Camus was known as the revolutionary of French tennis, and even in Bork's eyes, Camus was someone who could change the world's tennis landscape.

Of course, for Bork, Camus was just a slightly famous person.

For Bork, Camus had only started a revolution in France and wanted to change the world's tennis landscape—he didn't have the qualifications yet.

At the very least, he would only be qualified to do so after Camus became a professional player.

Equivalence Hōōin looked at Yukimura and said, "The coach believes that you can break through to the world-class level after playing against Camus. This is also the coach's test for you. Whether you can pass the test depends on yourself."

Oni Jūjirō nodded and said, "Camus is the next No.1 of the French team. His popularity in France is definitely the highest, and his popularity and strength are absolutely proportional. You have to be careful."

"Good luck, Yukimura."

Taneshima Shūji patted Yukimura's shoulder and smiled.

Yukimura was speechless for a moment.

"Is the coach so confident in me?"

"What if I lose?"

Looking at Equivalence Hōōin and Oni Jūjirō five people in front of him, Yukimura said helplessly.

"If you lose, you lose. It's not a big deal."

Oni Jūjirō said indifferently, "Besides, your age is younger than Camus. Being able to compete against Camus on the court at this age is enough to prove everything."

"What's more, you haven't played against Camus yet, and this photo has been spread to the hands of all participating teams. What impact do you think it will have when you play against Camus?"

"At that time, your name, Seiichi Yukimura, will spread throughout the world!"

After hearing Oni Jūjirō's words, Taneshima Shūji and Irie Kanata both nodded.

"Do you think you will lose to Camus?"

Ochi Tsukimitsu stared straight at Yukimura's purple eyes and asked.

"No."

Yukimura replied without hesitation.

Camus was very strong, but Yukimura didn't think he would lose to Camus.

"That's a very decisive answer."

Taneshima Shūji was not surprised that Yukimura would answer like this. In his eyes, if Yukimura didn't answer like this, then he wouldn't be Yukimura.

"Good answer."

Equivalence Hōōin nodded in praise and said, "In short, your opponent is very strong, so be careful."

Yukimura's expression turned serious after hearing Equivalence Hōōin's words.

"Next, we just have to wait for the match to start."

Oni Jūjirō said indifferently.

The group match between the Japanese team and the French team will officially begin in two days.

At that time, Yukimura will stand in front of all the strong players in the world for the first time, showing his strength!

Child of God, Seiichi Yukimura!

The news that the Japanese team was going to play against the French team had already spread in France.

As for the local French people, they felt that the result of this match was destined from the beginning.

The French team's victory was inevitable!

Although the Japanese team's recent performance was very eye-catching, their opponent was the world's top four, the French team!

The world's top four represented a symbol of strength!

Even the German team, the R team, the Spanish team, and other teams felt that this match had no suspense.

The French team will win!

But—

In just one day, the news that the No.6 of the Japanese U-17 representative team was a middle school student instantly spread in France.

Not only in France, but other tennis reporters also reported Yukimura's story.

For a time, the entire world tennis scene was in an uproar.

Everyone subconsciously thought, could this middle school student be like the German team's Q.P.?

Soon this idea was extinguished by them. One Q.P. on the German team was enough!

If another genius like Q.P. appeared...

But the fact was that this middle school student in the photo was wearing the badge of the Japanese U-17 representative team.

Judging by his age, he was a middle school student, and a first-year middle school student!

A first-year student became the No.6 of the Japanese U-17 representative team?

How could this be possible!

If it wasn't possible, how could he have the No.6 badge??

The entire world tennis scene began to speculate.

Some people thought that Yukimura would be a genius like Q.P.!

Some people thought that Yukimura was not qualified to be compared with Q.P. at all!

This speculation did not stop until the day of the match between the Japanese team and the French team.

The French team was the host of this U-17 World Cup, and as the host, the match was naturally held in the largest stadium.

Countless spectators began to enter the stadium, and soon the entire stadium was filled with spectators.

Everyone's face was filled with anticipation!

Anticipating how the French team would defeat the Japanese team!

"France!! France!! France!! France!!"

Some spectators even started shouting, each with excitement on their faces.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!!!!!"

The atmosphere that was created even set off a boiling cheer throughout the stadium.

"Ladies and gentlemen!"

A host's voice spread throughout the stadium through the speakers.

"Next, we will have the group match between our host, the French team, and the Japanese team!!"

The host continued, "But this year's Japanese team's performance has surprised everyone. The Japanese team makes us feel like they are a dark horse!"

"Even so, I believe you all know that this is a match without suspense!!"

Yes, everyone thought that this was a match without suspense.

On the other side of the stands.

The German team, the R team, the Spanish team, and other countries' teams all sent people to watch this match.

To be precise, they were here to watch that middle school student who was the No.6 of the Japanese U-17 team.

"Q.P., do you think that middle school student from the Japanese team can be compared to you?"

A high school student with a bald head and wearing a black uniform said to the figure beside him.

Q.P.!

The genius player of the German team, and also the elite of the German tennis world.

"I can't predict the result until I see that middle school student."

Q.P. said indifferently, "But I don't think I'm inferior to that middle school student from the Japanese team, Bork."

Bork, No. 1 of the German team, and also a professional player.

The German team had a match today, but both of them didn't go to the match venue, but instead came here to watch the match between the Japanese team and the French team.

The reason was the increasingly mysterious story spread by tennis reporters recently—the middle school student who was the No.6 of the Japanese U-17 representative team.

In addition to Bork and Q.P., they also saw familiar figures.

Medanore and Amadeus.

After this U-17 World Cup, Amadeus will become a professional player.

Now the two main players of the Spanish team and the Swiss team have appeared here, and their goals are almost completely the same.

It's for Yukimura!

"That's Bork and Q.P.?"

On the other side, Medanore and Amadeus also noticed Bork and Q.P.

Then the eyes of the four people met at the same time.