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

Bang, bang, bang. Yukimura was patting the tennis ball in his hand, the aura on his body constantly rising.

An invisible aura enveloped the entire court, and dust was instantly stirred up.

“His aura has become stronger again?”

Feeling the aura on Yukimura's body, both Shuji Tanegashima and Hoo Byodoin and others were once again stunned.

Not only that, but their evaluation of Yukimura in their hearts also increased a bit.

Pa ta!

Yukimura held the tennis ball in his hand, his purple eyes swept across Shuji Tanegashima on the opposite side, and then he tossed the tennis ball up.

The moment the tennis ball reached its highest point and fell, Yukimura swung his racket, his arm turning into a blur, extremely fast.

Boom!

The sound of an explosion rang out again, and the air vibrated.

The tennis ball instantly appeared at Shuji Tanegashima's feet and exploded, terrifying power erupting, stirring up a layer of dust on the ground.

Shuji Tanegashima's body reacted instantly.

With a swoosh, his arm was raised, bringing up a chaotic airflow, and only a muffled sound was heard.

Yukimura's serve had already landed on Shuji Tanegashima's racket.

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Ci la. At this moment, the air seemed to be cut, and a pungent burnt smell permeated the air, with visible wisps of smoke spreading in the air.

A glint flashed in Yukimura's purple eyes, and he took a step forward, his figure leaving afterimages in place.

In an instant, Yukimura had already arrived in front of the tennis ball, and his racket was raised.

Dong. A muffled sound exploded, with Yukimura as the center, a powerful aura spread out, and the airflow instantly formed a vortex, exploding behind Yukimura.

Ka ka.

The impact of the airflow instantly caused the wire mesh to twist.

Yukimura exerted force in his arm, and forcefully smashed the tennis ball out.

Ci la. A sharp, ear-piercing sound exploded, and the tennis ball, like a cannonball, pierced through the entire court and slammed towards Shuji Tanegashima.

The powerful force caused the entire court to shake.

"Truly terrifying!"

Shuji Tanegashima said this, his figure already appearing in front of the tennis ball.

Ka. Accompanied by the sound of the tennis ball landing, dust instantly filled the air, covering the entire half of the court.

Shuji Tanegashima's eyes narrowed, and he swung the racket in his hand.

There was no deafening sound, and the moment the racket hit the tennis ball, everything seemed to return to calm.

It was as if a breeze appeared on a calm lake, and ripples spread out.

Yukimura's gaze suddenly shrank. The dust covering Shuji Tanegashima's body was blown away, and then the shadow of a tennis ball appeared in Yukimura's eyes.

Lai. The tennis ball carried a slight spin, slowly flowing in the air, and finally flew over the net and landed on the ground.

"30:40!"

At this time, Shuji Tanegashima said.

“Shuji's 'Nullification' is really unsolvable!” Irie Kanata sighed.

Juji Oni didn't speak, but just nodded.

“Interesting.”

Hoo Byodoin looked at Shuji Tanegashima, a fighting intent revealed in his eyes, he really wanted to try Shuji Tanegashima's 'Nullification'.

“Hasn't it started yet?”

Ochi Tsukimitsu looked at Yukimura, his brows slightly furrowed: “Or is it, it has already started? Could it be that sensory deprivation has no effect on 'Nullification'?”

"If that's the case, then mental techniques also have no effect on him?”

Ochi Tsukimitsu really wanted to know how the ability to deprive the opponent of their five senses was done.

“Yukimura, are you not planning to deprive me of my five senses?”

Shuji Tanegashima stood on the baseline, looked at Yukimura on the opposite side and smiled.

“Senior, I didn't say I wasn't preparing to deprive you of your five senses.”

Yukimura heard Shuji Tanegashima's words, and a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, saying this.

“Oh?”

Shuji Tanegashima raised his eyebrows, these words surprised him a bit.

Swoosh. While speaking, Yukimura had already tossed the tennis ball high into the air again.

The stone-flat racket struck the tennis ball, and a muffled sound immediately came out.

The moment he hit the tennis ball back, a glint flashed in Yukimura's purple eyes, and an aura once again enveloped the court.

“Hmm?”

A look of solemnity appeared in Shuji Tanegashima's eyes, but he didn't have time to think, quickly catching up with the tennis ball and swinging his racket.

Bang, bang, bang. For a time, Yukimura deliberately started a war of attrition again.

The two continuously volleyed at the baseline, and every time Shuji Tanegashima wanted to move forward to the net, Yukimura would accelerate his attack, forcibly forcing Shuji Tanegashima back to the baseline.

This scene was seen by Hoo Byodoin and others, their brows furrowing tightly.

“What does he want to do?”

Looking at Yukimura, everyone began to think.

In the monitoring room.

The three coaches were watching the movements of Yukimura and Shuji Tanegashima in the monitor.

“Is he planning to fight a war of attrition?”

Ryuji Tsuge said: “If it's a war of attrition, over time, Tanegashima will have the advantage.”

This advantage was not an advantage during the match, but the difference in height, stamina, and other aspects between Yukimura and Shuji Tanegashima themselves.

Shuji Tanegashima was older than Yukimura, and his physical development was also completely surpassing Yukimura.

From all aspects, once entering a war of attrition, Yukimura's weaknesses would become more and more apparent.

“War of attrition?”

Itai Saito shook his head and said: “According to all of Yukimura's match records, he has never engaged in a war of attrition in a match.”

“Of course, that includes opponents not strong enough to make him engage in a war of attrition.”

Speaking of this, Itai Saito narrowed his eyes: “I think, he should be wanting to deprive Tanegashima of his five senses.”

Yukihiro Kurobe and Yukihiro Kurobe both looked stern, their gazes even more fixed on the monitor screen.

“Didn't he say he wasn't preparing to deprive Shuji of his five senses?”

Kanata Irie heard Yukimura's words, a strange color flashing in his eyes.

“Could it be—”

Tsukimitsu Ochi suddenly thought of something, a dim light flashing in his pupils. Shuji Tanegashima's strength was undoubtedly stronger than Tetsuhito Fuwa, Yukimura was able to easily deprive Tetsuhito Fuwa of his five senses, but facing Shuji Tanegashima, Yukimura wanted to directly deprive him of his five senses, but it was somewhat difficult.

So some steps were needed, and what Yukimura was doing now was one of the steps!

“He wants to slowly deprive Tanegashima of his five senses!”

Tsukimitsu Ochi's eyes suddenly shrank, his expression extremely serious: “I didn't expect him to be able to think of this.”

In an instant.

The score on the court began to change.

The Hugh tennis ball was as fast as an arrow leaving the string, instantly piercing through Yukimura's court, and then flying out from his side.

After the tennis ball landed, it stirred up a layer of dust, and the bounced tennis ball immediately collided with the wire mesh.

A cracking sound rang out, and the wire mesh instantly broke under the impact of the tennis ball.

The spin on the Wei tennis ball did not stop, but continued to spin, a pungent burnt smell permeating the air, and under Yukimura's gaze, the tennis ball instantly pierced through the wire mesh.