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

“Wait, wait—that uniform looks like the Neon U-17 representative team's??”

“No way? Are you saying—that person who looks like a middle schooler is a member of the Neon U-17 representative team??”

“How is that possible!! Isn't the Neon U-17 representative team resting at the hotel?”

“You guys seem to have forgotten something—when the Neon team attended the opening ceremony, there seemed to be only nineteen people—”

As the words fell, the surroundings fell into silence.

After this sentence was spoken, some people reacted.

During the opening of the U-17 World Cup, the Neon team did indeed seem to have only nineteen people!!

As everyone knows, all U-17 teams should have twenty people, but the Neon team only had nineteen!

Which means—

That person wearing the Neon U-17 representative team uniform—is the missing person from the Neon team??

“No matter how you look at him, he's a middle schooler, right??”

“Yeah!! He's definitely a middle schooler at that age!!”

“How could a middle schooler become a Neon U-17 representative? Does he think he's Germany's Q.P??”

“Q.P? You can't even describe him as just a middle schooler—he's practically a monster!!”

For a time, the surroundings began to discuss.

Among them, some people even took pictures of Yukimura, including some tennis reporters.

Yukimura naturally heard the discussions. He glanced around and quickly left the airport. (PS:

Don't ask why the protagonist can understand, he just can.)

Soon, information about someone resembling a member of the Neon U-17 representative team appearing at the airport quickly spread throughout France, especially among the participating teams that had not yet been eliminated.

Yukimura's photo was also gradually spread.

French team.

Claude Knight, as No.1, placed his racket on the table and looked at everyone around him.

“What do you think about this matter?”

Ally Bertrand glanced at the photo and said indifferently: “What can a photo represent?”

“Leader, do you think that a middle schooler could be a member of the Neon U-17 representative team? The missing twentieth person?”

After a pause, Ally Bertrand continued: “Not everyone is Q.P!”

Hornby Taber nodded and said: “Bertrand is right.”

Could it be that the Neon team will have a Q.P like the German team?

But is that possible??

All the French U-17 representatives present didn't believe it.

“Look carefully.”

Claude Knight pointed to the photo and said: “If he was just wearing the Neon U-17 representative team uniform, it wouldn't be anything, but he's wearing a badge, and it's the No.6 badge.”

These words made everyone present frown.

“The pattern on this badge is indeed from the Neon team.”

If he was discovered by the Neon Tennis Association, the consequences would be extremely dire.

“A middle schooler?”

A figure sitting beside him who hadn't spoken opened his mouth.

“Camus, what do you think about this matter?”

Claude Knight looked at the person who spoke.

Leopold Camus, a revolutionary in the French tennis world. Although his reputation isn't as loud as that of Bolk and the others,

he's not bad at all.

Camus, like Amadeus, is currently working hard to become a professional player.

Bolk, Medanoré, Amadeus, and Camus are the four most famous high school students in the world.

Among them, Bolk and Medanoré have already become professional players, while Amadeus and Camus are slightly behind.

The match between the French team and the Neon team is in two days, but at this time, a middle schooler from the Neon U-17 representative team has appeared.

They didn't even believe at first glance when they saw the photo that the owner of this photo was a member of the Neon U-17

representative team.

Until the badge appeared on this photo!

“For the Neon team to allow a middle schooler to become a representative, it doesn't mean they're stupid.”

Sitting next to Camus, a rather tall figure said.

Duke Watanabe, the Destroyer King of the French team!

According to Mifune Nyudo, his strength is likely above Camus, and he is one of the main players of the French team.

After all, the title of Destroyer King cannot be held casually.

“Indeed.”

Camus nodded, a thoughtful look in his eyes: “Just like Germany's Q.P!”

Q.P!

This name represents genius!

It can be said that Q.P is synonymous with genius!

Q.P is a true genius!

If Q.P weren't in the third year of middle school now, then he would probably be a professional player like Bolk. Being in the third year of middle school, he is not only a member of the National U-17 representative team, but also a senior advisor to the German team, and is also known as the greatest masterpiece of national tennis youth education.

“Can he be compared to Q.P?”

Hornby Taber frowned when he heard Camus's words.

“If we speculate according to Camus and Watanabe's words… no one can answer this question.”

Lou André said: “After all, the Neon team isn't stupid. How could they let a middle schooler become a representative for no reason?”

“Moreover, everyone has seen the strength of the Neon team this year. Compared to last year—it's unknown how much stronger it is.”

These words made Claude Knight, Camus, Duke Watanabe and others nod.

The head coach of the Neon team, Mifune Nyudo, this name was once a sensation in the world.

Since they did this, the Neon team must have their own ideas.

They have absolute confidence in the match between the French team and the Neon team. So what if the Neon team is strong this year?

They are the third-ranked team in the world!

The reason for discussing this matter is because of Yukimura's appearance.

I have to say that Yukimura's sudden appearance made the French team feel a trace of unease.

It was a kind of inexplicable unease.

“This matter has already spread. The United States, Switzerland, and Spain should also be discussing this matter.” Camus said: “The appearance of a middle schooler representative will undoubtedly attract the attention of everyone in the world.”

“In any case, we will win.”

Claude Knight said indifferently, his tone filled with confidence.

“That's right!”

The other first-string representatives nodded, as if stating a fact.

Glimmers of light flashed in the eyes of Camus and Duke Watanabe, just as Camus said.

Yukimura appeared at the airport, and then the photo of him wearing the Neon U-17 representative team uniform and wearing the No.6 badge has been placed on the tables of all participating teams.

The German team, the Swiss team, and the Spanish team also discussed this matter.

The only conclusion reached by all teams was—

Wait!

Wait for the moment when the match between the Neon team and the French team begins,

Didn't this middle schooler representative suddenly appear in France during this time period for the match between the Neon team and the French team?

Everyone is looking forward to the moment when the game starts.

Neon team's hotel.

“I really didn't expect that your appearance, Yukimura, would cause such a big disturbance.”

In the hotel, Irie Kanata looked at Yukimura with a smile.

That photo of Yukimura at the airport is in his hands.

“I can't help it either.”

Yukimura shrugged and said: “If it weren't for you seniors performing too outstandingly, I wouldn't have been noticed.”

“There's some truth to what you said.”

Irie Kanata nodded after hearing these words.

This sentence is indeed true.

The performance of the Neon team is indeed too dazzling, so it's normal to be noticed.

“In any case, you are already famous now.”

Taneshima Shuji laughed and said: “I estimate that your photos will soon spread all over the world.”

Byodoin Houou and Oni Jujiro looked at each other, their eyes flashing with a sharp light.

“There is something I want to tell you.”

Ochi Tsukimitsu said to Yukimura: “Your opponent this time is Leopold Camus, who is known as the tennis revolutionary in France.”

Camus! A ray of amethyst-like light flashed in Yukimura's purple eyes.