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

Yukimura received an invitation to the U-17 Training Camp, a matter known only to Sanada, Renji Yanagi, and Juzaburo Mori.

Moreover, now that the National Tournament has ended, the task for Rikkai is training.

With Sanada and Renji Yanagi around, Yukimura is very reassured.

This day, at the school gate of Rikkai.

Yukimura, carrying his tennis bag, stood at a bus stop.

Sanada, Renji Yanagi, and Juzaburo Mori were watching Yukimura.

"Seiichi, good luck!"

Juzaburo Mori said to Yukimura.

"I will, Senior Mori."

Yukimura nodded, his tone very gentle.

"Seiichi, let those people see your strength!"

Sanada instructed, after all, the U-17 Training Camp is a gathering of the nation's 'elite' tennis players, and Yukimura is currently only a first-year middle school student.

Even after advancing to the next grade, he will only be a second-year middle school student, having an age gap compared to those high school students.

The age gap for Yukimura is a fatal point.

Yukimura is still young, and compared to high school students, his physical development is not as complete.

He is at a disadvantage in terms of physical fitness, bone structure, and height.

For Sanada and the others, the U-17 Training Camp is a gathering place for 'elites,' and Yukimura will definitely be at a disadvantage at the beginning.

"Don't worry."

Yukimura chuckled, he naturally knew what Sanada and the others were worried about.

At this moment, an empty bus stopped in front of Yukimura.

"Well then, I'm leaving."

Yukimura said to Sanada and the others.

"Good luck!"

Sanada, Renji Yanagi, and Juzaburo Mori said to him.

Yukimura smiled, and then stepped onto the bus.

The driver glanced at Yukimura, and then started the car and left.

Watching the bus gradually move away, Sanada said: "I hope everything goes smoothly for Seiichi."

"Genichirou, he is Seiichi, the Child of God!"

Renji Yanagi opened his eyes and said.

"Yes, Seiichi is the Child of God!"

Sanada nodded heavily.

.......

On the bus.

The driver looked at Yukimura, who was resting with his eyes closed, through the rearview mirror, with many questions in his mind.

"U-17 actually invited a middle school kid to participate in the training camp?"

In his eyes, although Yukimura is called the Child of God by tennis reporters, in his eyes, a first-year is just a first-year.

Even if he is strong, can he be better than those high school students in the training camp?

Of course, this kind of thinking is not unique to him.

This is basically everyone's subconscious belief.

After all, Kurobe Yukifu and Tanezima Ryuji, the coaches of the U-17 Training Camp, also thought so.

When the two of them finished watching Yukimura's match video, they felt sorry for what they had thought before, and even felt guilty.

As a coach of the U-17 Training Camp, it is indeed inappropriate to have this kind of thinking.

Inside the car, Yukimura, who was resting, opened his eyes, and a amethyst-like luster flashed in his purple eyes.

"Uh… …"

The driver looked at Yukimura's gaze in the rearview mirror, his heart trembled, and his face became extremely wonderful.

He actually felt a palpitation under this gaze!

That kind of palpitation made him couldn't help but sweat, and he felt the illusion of winter even though it was summer.

"Mis… … Misunderstanding, right… …"

The driver swallowed subconsciously, then withdrew his gaze and drove honestly.

Yukimura looked at the driver's actions, the light in his purple eyes dissipated, and then he closed his eyes again to rest.

"U-17 Training Camp… …"

A voice that only he could hear sounded.

There, there are the world's top geniuses… …

In addition to those 'elites'.

Time passed.

The bus gradually drove out of Tokyo and came to an extremely remote place.

Here are mountains and mountains, with no city atmosphere at all.

Three hours later.

The bus stopped.

"We're here."

The driver's voice sounded.

Yukimura opened his eyes, said thank you, and then walked out of the car with his tennis bag on his back.

After Yukimura got out of the car, the driver quickly drove away.

"Heh… …"

Yukimura chuckled softly as he looked at the hurried driver.

Then Yukimura began to look around.

A closed building that caught his eye, like a school.

In front of him was a large iron gate, with cameras hanging on the surrounding street lights.

When Yukimura appeared, all the cameras were aimed at him in all directions.

..........

At the same time.

U-17 Training Camp, Monitoring Room.

Coaches Kurobe Yukifu, Saitou, and Tanezima Ryuji looked at Yukimura's figure on the screen with different colors in their eyes.

Each coach has his own ideas.

"Yukimura Seiichi."

Kurobe Yukifu whispered, on the screen next door, it showed Yukimura's various data.

Strength, speed, technique, stamina, mental strength—

In the U-17 Training Camp, these data are called five dimensions.

The five dimensions represent the strength of all high school students in the U-17 Training Camp.

"Do you want to test it first?"

Saitou looked at the two coaches with a smile.

"How to test it?"

Tanezima Ryuji said: "Send a high school student to compete with him?"

"If that's okay… …"

Saitou smiled, with a smile on his face.

The fact that Yukimura came to the U-17 Training Camp had been notified to all high school students a few days ago.

Now the high school students in the U-17 Training Camp basically know that a first-year middle school tennis player is coming.

"We don't need to arrange the test, someone will naturally come to him."

Kurobe Yukifu crossed his hands and placed them in front of him: "The attitude of those high school students has already shown everything."

"Next, it depends on how this Yukimura Seiichi responds."

Hearing this, the smile on Saitou's face became even bigger.

"It seems that interesting things are about to happen."