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

On the court.

The tennis ball flew out like a cannonball, drawing an arc on the court.

Instantly.

"It seems you're already tired of playing, Yukimura."

"I'll let you experience what it's like to face the world."

As soon as the words fell, Medanore's figure disappeared from the spot, appearing at the landing point in the next second.

At this moment, streaks of aura like sharp blades appeared on his body.

The atmosphere of the entire court became strange.

The moment the aura appeared, the audience only felt that tens of thousands of sharp blades had appeared on the court, constantly emerging from behind them, making their backs feel cold.

Whose alternate dimension this was, no one could know.

But in their eyes, they could see a world of swords.

The sharp arrows spread throughout the court all trembled the instant Medanore raised his hand.

The swords moved with the swing of his arm, constantly slashing at the tennis ball.

Each time a sword attacked, it shattered like glass, and then the next sword would immediately slash up.

By the time the tennis ball bounced up and collided with the racket, the tennis ball had completely lost its power.

The muscles on Medanore's arm bulged continuously, and at the moment the tennis ball stagnated, he suddenly smashed it out!

Boom! Accompanied by an explosion on the court.

Tens of thousands of swords on the court flew out together with the tennis ball!

After that, each time it accelerated, the sword and the tennis ball merged a little closer, until the moment it crossed the net.

In front of Yukimura was already a huge sword that covered the entire court.

The heavy power of the sword brought up ripples of airflow around it, scraping up gravel and fusing it with the sword.

Traces of unfathomable depths constantly appeared around, and the entire court also became heavy and unbearable due to the power of the sword, with points of vacuum appearing.

The surroundings also began to distort, and explosions constantly occurred in the air.

At this moment.

The sword was already rushing towards Yukimura.

Yukimura's hair was blown wildly, and a gentle smile appeared on his face, with a flash of light in his purple eyes.

Suddenly.

Yukimura's body began to emit ripples of waves.

Like a tide, constantly beating against the giant sword in front of him.

At the same time.

Dong, dong! A series of bell sounds rang out, creating reverberating ripples around, also washing away the giant sword.

The two kinds of ripples did not hinder each other, but instead produced more fluctuating ripples after colliding.

It was like gentle light, yet also a surging wave.

At this moment.

The giant sword in front of him, Yukimura did not move a step, but just stood in place waiting for the end of the ripples.

Each time the ripples collided with the giant sword, a crack would appear on the giant sword.

The next ripple would directly hit the crack, making the crack wider.

After three to five times, it would completely fall off, making the giant sword dilapidated.

The giant sword was quickly disintegrated by the ripples at a speed visible to the naked eye in everyone's shocked eyes.

When.

Before the giant sword reached the baseline, it had already completely disintegrated, exposing the tennis ball hidden inside.

"As expected of you, Yukimura Seiichi!"

Medanore's eyes flashed as he saw this scene: "But, it's not over yet!"

As soon as the words fell.

The swords that had fallen to the ground floated up again.

Regardless of whether they were damaged or not, they had now turned into wind blades.

This!

Is the true face of the sword's alternate dimension!

Suddenly.

Countless wind blades rushed towards Yukimura again.

Hundreds of wind blades!

Thousands of wind blades!

Even tens of thousands of wind blades!

The number was so large that it could not be counted, and anyone who looked at it would only feel their scalp tingling.

However, Yukimura's expression remained the same.

Dong, dong! The ripples of the metaphor bell became even more rampant, constantly emitting more ripples as if stimulated.

Finally, a series of fusions occurred, turning into a golden circular light wave.

In an instant, with Yukimura as the center, the light wave began to spread like the top of a firmament.

Boom! The firmament of light waves constantly collided with the wind blades, creating explosions in the air.

When the explosion ended, the wind blades also dissipated.

Until the very end.

The firmament of light waves directly erupted again, instantly spreading throughout the entire court!

Medanore only felt a dazzling light in front of him, and he subconsciously covered his eyes.

Not only Medanore, but the first-years and the audience also immediately covered their eyes in the same way.

The light was like the sun, illuminating the entire court in an instant, leaving no place for darkness to hide.

"What exactly is this?"

Irie Kanata's eyes showed shock.

As a first-year, although he spent a lot of time with Yukimura.

However, in reality, the first-years had very few opportunities to see Yukimura use his strength.

Irie Kanata spoke in the form of a question.

But deep down, he could already be sure that Yukimura was serious just now.

This firmament of light waves was just one of the means to show his strength.

"I don't know."

Sanada Genichirou said in a deep voice: "I have never seen Seiichi like this before."

As Sanada Genichirou, a childhood friend.

He was very sure.

He had never seen the move just now.

The firmament of light waves was like a wave of energy, which had exceeded the range he could understand.

He even began to doubt whether this was an alternate dimension.

"This light wave."

Byodoin Houou crossed his arms and said: "It should just be a kind of fluctuation generated when his alternate dimension erupts."

Hearing this, the first-years and middle school students were stunned.

Just the fluctuation of an alternate dimension could have such a strong power?!

At this time.

Everyone realized a problem.

The alternate dimension [God] that Yukimura opened before, could it just be a part of it.

Not the true face of [God].

If this was the case!

Then Yukimura's strength had reached a level that they could not imagine!

That was indeed a world that only [God] could touch.

And only Yukimura could touch it.

After thinking about it, everyone did not dare to continue thinking about it.

Just such a simple assumption and Yukimura's performance just now.

Was enough to prove that their ideas were very likely to be true.

Even, the truth may be more terrifying and scalp-numbing than they thought.

"Let's just watch this game carefully."

Taneshima Shuji smiled wryly and helplessly: "No matter what, Yukimura and Medanore have surpassed themselves, it must be a wonderful game."