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

This scene was recorded by all tennis reporters and broadcast to the entire world.

This book is first published on the entire network by 𝕥 𝕨 𝕜 𝕒 𝕟 . 𝕔 𝕠 𝕞

As for what Yukimura said just now, it has also spread!

The originally noisy stadium instantly became quiet, so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly.

Everyone's face was filled with disbelief. What exactly is going on with Yukimura Seiichi?

A middle school student can actually fight to this extent with the world-class Camus?

"A quasi-world-class middle school student!!!"

Someone shouted, and everyone in the entire stadium instantly widened their eyes.

In an instant, all the viewers watching this live broadcast lost their voices.

All tennis enthusiasts around the world widened their eyes and looked at the purple figure in the live broadcast screen.

At this moment, the name Yukimura Seiichi appeared in countless people's minds.

They have already remembered this name!

First year of middle school, Yukimura Seiichi, possesses quasi-world-class strength!

From now on, Yukimura will truly resonate throughout the world!

Who exactly is this Yukimura Seiichi?

At the age of a first-year middle school student, he has already reached the quasi-world-class level?

At this moment, everyone in the world watching this live broadcast match had the same thought in their hearts.

"Quasi-world-class!"

Q.P's expression became serious.

He is also a quasi-world-class player, and he is a third-year middle school student, two years older than Yukimura!

Then when Yukimura is in his third year of middle school... he will definitely surpass him!

"Yukimura Seiichi!!"

Q.P took a deep look at Yukimura. He had already engraved this name in his mind.

Lu André took a deep breath and said, "It seems that the reports a few days ago were right. He can indeed be compared to Q.P."

"No!"

Duke Watanabe said at this time: "He is even more terrifying than Q.P!"

Q.P is currently in the third year of middle school, while Yukimura is currently in the first year of middle school!

Both are quasi-world-class players, but the gap between the two is instantly revealed.

"How exactly did he train?"

At this moment, the French team members even began to doubt their lives.

Their talent may not be comparable to Medanore, Polk, and the others, but their talent is at least stronger than ordinary people!

Some of the French team members are only in the first year of U-17, and the rest are in the third year!

They only reached the level in their third year of high school, while Yukimura happened to reach it in his first year of middle school!

Q.P has been receiving the most elite training in Germany since he was a child. Until today, he has become synonymous with genius, but Q P is still in the third year of middle school!

And Yukimura, a quasi-world-class player in the first year of middle school, even if he started training from a young age, how could he possibly reach this level at this age??

"Is this... a genius?"

Lu André looked at Yukimura on the court and smiled bitterly.

"That's a genius who surpasses Q.P, Camus, Polk, Medanore, and Amadeus."

Herbert Norton took a deep breath and said, "This is a genius who has surpassed geniuses!"

"Monster—"

Lindsay Facklan's voice was trembling.

Duke Watanabe remained silent, his expression very complicated.

He wanted Camus to win, but he also didn't want Yukimura to lose the match.

Because Yukimura saved Chloe. If it weren't for Yukimura, Chloe would already be lying in the hospital.

Yukimura Seiichi!

All the spectators in the stadium turned their attention to Yukimura.

No one spoke, and the entire stadium fell into silence.

On the court.

"This shouldn't be all of your strength, right?"

Camus stared at Yukimura and suddenly said.

"Hmm?"

Yukimura's purple eyes narrowed slightly: "Why do you say that?"

"Intuition."

Camus replied, "My 'dear' and my intuition tell me that you haven't used your full strength!"

After hearing Camus's words, Yukimura chuckled and said in a gentle tone: "It seems your intuition is very accurate."

"But... haven't you also not used your full strength yet?"

So far, Camus has only displayed quasi-world-class strength. Yukimura is very clear about this. If Camus were to use his full strength, the score wouldn't be 15:40 right now!

Yukimura has quasi-world-class strength. Even if his mental skills reach the world-class level, they won't have a very deep impact against the world-class Camus.

Unless Yukimura reaches the world-class level now!

"Mental-type players, this is the first time I've encountered one. I hope we can have a wonderful match."

After Camus finished speaking, he turned around and returned to the baseline.

"We will."

Yukimura's purple eyes were filled with a gleam, and he also returned to the baseline.

"It's starting!"

Looking at the actions of the two people on the court, all the spectators' faces became extremely serious.

This match has already exceeded their range of understanding. Yukimura's quasi-world-class strength alone is enough to make them watch this match with utmost attention.

Swish...

The tennis ball was tossed high by Camus, his arm raised, and his racket swung down at the tennis ball!

Bang! The sound of the ball being struck suddenly rang out, and the tennis ball quickly pierced through the court like lightning.

Whoosh! A streak of light flashed like an arrow, and a wisp of green smoke filled the air, lingering for a long time.

In an instant, the tennis ball immediately exploded beside Yukimura's feet, setting off an astonishing wave of air, and then quickly rushed towards the baseline.

Yukimura's purple eyes narrowed slightly, and his body instantly reacted.

Accompanied by a muffled sound, the tennis ball had already fallen into Yukimura's racket.

In the blink of an eye, Yukimura had already returned the ball.

The spectators didn't even see the afterimage, and the tennis ball had already landed beside Camus's feet.

Camus's expression remained unchanged, and he backhanded it back.

Yukimura exerted force under his feet and instantly appeared at the landing point of the tennis ball. He swung his racket and instantly smashed the tennis ball out.

In an instant, the two began a back-and-forth battle again.

The continuous sound of hitting the ball kept ringing, and the big screen kept switching between the actions of Yukimura and Camus.

But the speed was too fast, making the eyes of many spectators become sore.

On the coach's bench, Mifune Nyudo watched Yukimura constantly running on the court, his expression unchanged.

These two people seem to be engaged in a back-and-forth battle, but whether it is from the perspective of strength, speed, technique, ball control, and all aspects, they have already reached the extreme.

A thick cloud of dust kept rising from behind the two.

The entire court was constantly vibrating.

Suddenly, Yukimura changed the situation.

Swish! The speed exploded, instantly disappearing from Camus's eyes.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Camus's eyes sank: "Let me see how strong your mental skills really are!"