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

“His foundation… has become stronger.”

Byodoin Houou suddenly said.

His foundation has become stronger?

Hearing Byodoin Houou's words, Oni Jujiro and the others' eyes narrowed slightly.

No wonder!

“So that's how it is?”

Yesterday, when Yukimura returned, he had another warm-up match with Yukimura, but Yukimura wasn't like this at the time.

Therefore, Irie Kanata noticed the difference between Yukimura and yesterday.

On the court, Nakagauchi Shiyuu looked at Yukimura returning his serve and said indifferently.

“Still has some strength!”

His expression didn't change; he didn't use his full strength for this ball, but Yukimura's strength at this moment surprised him somewhat.

“However, that's all there is to it.”

Nakagauchi Shiyuu's expression turned stern, his right arm raised, his muscles bulging, and a powerful aura emanated from him.

Power is gathering!

In an instant, he swung his arm heavily, and the racket struck the tennis ball fiercely.

A deafening sound like a thunderclap instantly exploded in the ears of all the high school students.

The terrifying sound made them subconsciously cover their ears.

Sizzle— Nakagauchi Shiyuu gripped the racket tightly, the strings began to sink, and some even protruded. Terrifying power instantly gathered, and only the sound of the air being torn apart could be heard.

The tennis ball was wrapped in a layer of white vortex, rushing towards Yukimura with terrifying power.

“So… so strong!!”

“Is this the strength of Court 1?”

“This power… is too strong!!”

The high school students couldn't help but gasp when they felt the power of this ball.

“Weak power.”

Byodoin Houou said indifferently.

If this wasn't Yukimura's match, he would have left long ago and wouldn't have stayed to watch the match of this kind of trash.

“Indeed very weak.”

Oni Jujiro nodded in agreement.

“Is this the strength of Court 1?”

Taneshima Shuji was somewhat doubtful. Are the people on Court 1 all this weak?

“Are you feeling very surprised?”

Irie Kanata said indifferently, “In fact, Court 1 is basically at this level. Even the strong ones… probably won't exceed four.”

“I really didn't pay attention.”

Taneshima Shuji shrugged and said. He didn't pay attention to the high school students on Courts 1-16 of the U-17 training camp, and he was too lazy to pay attention.

On the court.

Yukimura looked at the terrifying tennis ball speeding towards him, his purple eyes without any fluctuation.

With a slight lift of his arm, the airflow instantly became chaotic, and a powerful aura emanated from his body.

Thump— The tennis ball slammed heavily on the ground, and the astonishing power caused smoke and dust to rise from the ground.

Immediately afterward, Yukimura had already swung his racket.

Bang— The racket struck the tennis ball, and the collision between the two made the ground beneath Yukimura's feet tremble.

Then, the thick smoke and dust instantly dispersed.

“What?”

Seeing Yukimura receive this ball, the high school students exclaimed again.

“His wrist didn't tremble at all?”

Akiba Koyo's eyes were locked on Yukimura. He saw that after Yukimura hit this ball, his wrist and arm didn't tremble at all.

The only thing that trembled was… Yukimura's coat on his shoulders and his fluttering purple hair.

Suddenly, the sound of air being torn apart rang out.

Nakagauchi Shiyuu only felt a blur flash before his eyes, and the speeding tennis ball flashed past his arm like a whirlwind.

The airflow brought by the tennis ball made his clothes rustle, and a subtle tearing sound rang out.

Thump— Accompanied by the sound of the tennis ball landing, the ground trembled violently, and then the tennis ball rushed out of the baseline.

The tennis ball that rushed out of the baseline didn't have any obstacles and crashed heavily into the wire mesh.

Squeak— The sound of the tennis ball rubbing against the wire mesh rang out, the tennis ball gradually turned black, and a pungent smell permeated the air.

Then, in the eyes of all the high school students, the tennis ball instantly pierced through the wire mesh.

“0:15!”

The staff immediately announced the score.

When the staff's voice rang out, the stunned high school students instantly reacted.

Nakagauchi Shiyuu only felt a slight pain in his arm.

Looking down, a faint bloodstain came into view.

In an instant, Nakagauchi Shiyuu's eyes suddenly shrank.

He didn't notice it at all?

Or rather, although he saw the afterimage of the tennis ball just now, his body didn't react at all.

Fast!

Too fast!!

A chill instantly ran through Nakagauchi Shiyuu's body, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

Nakagauchi Shiyuu looked at Yukimura's eyes, revealing some horror and disbelief.

Why?

Why is a middle school student so strong?

Nakagauchi Shiyuu had never seen such a strong middle school student.

Just now, his return power was completely without any reservation, but even so—this middle school student still easily returned it.

Even the ball speed just now, he didn't react at all!

How could this be!!!!

Nakagauchi Shiyuu couldn't understand. Could it be that he was really inferior to a middle school student?

Not only Nakagauchi Shiyuu, but Yanagawa Kei, Morikawa Ryosuke, Hoshino Yuta, and Kurosawa Yamato were all stunned.

This was no longer a question of whether he was strong or not, but a difference—a huge difference!

“I don't believe it!!”

Nakagauchi Shiyuu gritted his teeth and roared unwillingly.

“What an idiot.”

Byodoin Houou sneered after hearing Nakagauchi Shiyuu's words.

This kind of idiot wants to become a member of the first string?

Oni Jujiro shook his head. The gap between Nakagauchi Shiyuu and Yukimura was too big.

This kind of perception cannot be filled unless Nakagauchi Shiyuu reaches the world-class level at this moment!

Otherwise, he simply cannot win against Yukimura.

But this kind of thing… is it possible?

“That ball actually made Nakagauchi Shiyuu not react at all——”

Outside the court, Hoshino Yuta looked at Yukimura and couldn't help but say. Although he could guess that Yukimura was very strong, he didn't expect Yukimura to be so strong.

“This is no longer a question of whether he is strong or not——”

Kurosawa Yamato shook his head and said.

“I already said it, underestimating that person will be detrimental.”

Akiba Koyo said, looking at Nakagauchi Shiyuu, who had an unwilling expression on the court.

“Whether he believes it or not is another matter. Even if he believes it, he won't be his opponent.”

Migikata Uetaro said so.

Yanagawa Kei glanced deeply at Yukimura, his expression extremely solemn.

“Continue the match!”

At this time, the staff's voice rang out again.

At the baseline, Nakagauchi Shiyuu held the tennis ball in his hand, looking at Yukimura with an incomparably gloomy expression.

He was unwilling!

Nakagauchi Shiyuu was even jealous of Yukimura, who was so strong despite being a middle school student!

How long has he been training?

And what about himself?

The training time has far exceeded Yukimura, but he still can't defeat this middle school student Yukimura.

This made Nakagauchi Shiyuu very unwilling.

“I can't lose!! I definitely can't lose!!!”

Nakagauchi Shiyuu gritted his teeth and roared frantically in his heart.

Immediately, Nakagauchi Shiyuu threw the tennis ball in his hand high into the air.

Raising his right arm, the muscle power on his arm instantly exploded, and a powerful aura rushed towards him.

With a loud bang, the racket fiercely struck the tennis ball.

In an instant, bursts of explosions continued to come out.

The tennis ball was like a powerful cannonball, piercing through the court, and then the tennis ball brought a strong airflow, rushing towards Yukimura.

The surrounding high school students didn't shout, but watched Yukimura one by one.

That malicious gaze made Yukimura feel a chill in his heart.

Opposite, Yukimura looked at Nakagauchi Shiyuu's serve, his expression unchanged, and his purple eyes flickered slightly.

Taking a step, Yukimura's figure disappeared in place as fast as lightning, and before the tennis ball landed, he had already appeared at the landing point.

“So fast!!”

Akiba Koyo couldn't help but shrink his pupils and exclaimed subconsciously.

Yukimura's speed is faster than before——

So fast that he can't see the trajectory at all!

Bang— The next second, a heavy hitting sound spread throughout the court.

Yukimura's racket struck the tennis ball, instantly arousing the vibration of the surrounding airflow.

With Yukimura as the center, the airflow continued to spread around——

Shoo—

Immediately afterward, Yukimura used his arm strength, and the tennis ball brought a stream of light, directly piercing through the court!

Like a stream of light in the dark night, Nakagauchi Shiyuu only saw a blur in his eyes.

Crack— Immediately afterward, the sound of the tennis ball landing entered Nakagauchi Shiyuu's ears.

“0:30!”

At this time, the staff announced the score.

One ball!

Another ball!

Nakagauchi Shiyuu's serve in Yukimura's eyes seemed to be the same as an ordinary serve, without any threat.

“How could it be——”

Looking at the tennis ball rolling to his feet, Nakagauchi Shiyuu even began to doubt himself.

Could it be that he is really so weak?

Can't even compare to a middle school student?

“Damn it!!!!”

Nakagauchi Shiyuu gritted his teeth, feeling very unwilling in his heart.

Yukimura glanced at Nakagauchi Shiyuu's appearance and gently shook his head.

“Want to continue?”

Then, Nakagauchi Shiyuu heard such a sentence.

“Bastard!!!!”

Nakagauchi Shiyuu, who was originally very unwilling, was furious after hearing this sentence.

Even his eyes revealed bloodshot!

“Damn brat!!!!”

“Don't be too arrogant!!!!”

Nakagauchi Shiyuu almost shouted this sentence through gritted teeth.

“You seem to have misunderstood one thing.”

Yukimura's expression was still gentle, and he said indifferently: “This is not arrogance, but strength.”

After saying that, a terrifying aura suddenly emerged from his body!

The quasi-world-class aura was unreservedly released from Yukimura's body.

“Hmm? Yukimura is serious?”

Taneshima Shuji was somewhat surprised after sensing Yukimura's aura.

“Not serious, but a warning to these trash.”

Byodoin Houou said indifferently: “Although trash is trash, sometimes it is very annoying.”

Oni Jujiro didn't refute Byodoin Houou's words, because he felt that Byodoin Houou was right this time.

“It seems that after this match, Yukimura will no longer be talked about behind his back by those high school students?”

Irie Kanata chuckled and said: “However——I think those high school students will still be like this.”

“That's why they are weak.”

Ochi Tsukimitsu's voice was still cold.

Huff huff huff— Yukimura's coat on his shoulders kept shaking, and his purple hair fluttered.

“Continue.”

The terrifying aura made Nakagauchi Shiyuu's face instantly pale, and cold sweat was streaming down his face.