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

Because he submitted the photos he took at the airport to the higher-ups, they decided to let him come to France to film the Neon Team's matches in the World Cup, and also... broadcast live!

Now, the entire Neon nation, as long as they are tennis enthusiasts, are watching this match!

From this moment on, the Neon tennis world will usher in a revolution!

A revolution of their own!

"Seiichi, go!"

From the Neon Team's rest area, Chloe's voice reached Yukimura's ears.

Then, everyone's eyes turned to Duke Watanabe.

"I was wondering why Watanabe didn't bring Chloe over, I didn't expect she ran over to your side."

Camus looked at Chloe, and finally turned his gaze to Yukimura on the opposite side, chuckling softly.

He naturally heard Duke Watanabe talk about Yukimura saving Chloe.

"It was an accident."

Yukimura replied seriously.

Camus smiled and said, "Although that's the case, I still want to thank you on behalf of the rest of the French team."

The French team also knew Chloe, and like Duke Watanabe, they treated Chloe like their own sister.

They didn't want to see Chloe get hurt either.

"You're welcome."

Yukimura replied.

"Then... I'm going to serve."

Camus's eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't dare to be careless against Yukimura.

What Medanoré and Polke could sense, he could naturally sense as well.

This match might not be as easy as he thought.

Camus held the tennis ball in his hand, his eyes becoming gentle, and he gently kissed the tennis ball:

"My dear, we will win, right?"

Seeing this scene, Yukimura's purple eyes revealed a solemn expression.

With a flick of Camus's arm, he instantly tossed the tennis ball high into the air, and after his right hand drew an arc, he swung down at the tennis ball!

Bang!

The racket struck the tennis ball, and the sound of hitting the ball immediately rang out.

The tennis ball was as fast as lightning, and landed near Yukimura's feet in a flash.

The surrounding spectators couldn't see the trajectory of the tennis ball at all, so they could only watch the match through the big screen replay.

Dong!

Along with the sound of the tennis ball landing, a strong airflow instantly formed a small whirlwind, and then instantly rushed towards Yukimura.

The terrifying energy cut through the air, bringing with it bursts of whistling sounds.

"This Camus is not simple!"

Shūji Tanegashima said in a deep voice as he looked at Camus on the court.

Whether it was Camus's hitting action or serving posture, they were precise to the extreme, without any superfluous movements, as if he had gone through tens of thousands of repeated actions.

"Very strong basic ability."

Kazuya Irie said: "It's like seeing another Yukimura."

"If it weren't for this, Camus wouldn't be called a genius."

Jūjirō Oni said lightly: "This match is a test of Yukimura by the head coach, and also a test of himself by Yukimura."

Hōōin Byōdō didn't speak, but just quietly watched the court.

"Go!"

Chloe looked at Yukimura on the court and thought silently.

Dong!

Then, a muffled hitting sound instantly spread out.

Taking Yukimura as the center, a strong wave of air instantly spread out towards the surroundings.

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A thick cloud of dust instantly spread out from behind Yukimura.

"That Yukimura Seiichi..."

Loic André's gaze at Yukimura narrowed slightly: "He is not simple."

"His strength is also very strong, after his arm received Camus's serve, there was no tremor at all."

Herbert Norton said: "Not only that, his center of gravity is also very stable."

Duke Watanabe didn't speak, but took a deep look at Yukimura.

The moment Yukimura stood on the court, he, like Camus, felt Yukimura's difference.

That was not just a feeling, but an intuition from a strong person.

Medanoré, Polke, Amadeus, and Q.P. were all the same in this regard.

Yukimura exerted force in his arm, and instantly smashed the tennis ball out of the racket.

Camus's gaze paused slightly, he took a step, and his figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

His speed was as fast as lightning, and he appeared at the landing point of the tennis ball in the blink of an eye.

Then, Camus raised his racket, aimed at the tennis ball, and immediately swung the racket.

Whoosh!

A sonic boom was produced in the air, and the tennis ball pierced through the court like an arrow.

A wisp of green smoke instantly floated and lingered behind the tennis ball's trajectory, unable to disperse for a long time.

Whether it was the spin, power, or speed, none of the spectators in the stadium could see it clearly!

In their eyes, it was as if a fleeting afterimage flashed past, and then they saw Yukimura's figure disappear from the spot.

"So fast!!"

Seeing Yukimura's speed, many spectators couldn't help but exclaim.

"His movements..."

Q.P., who had been observing Yukimura, frowned slightly.

"The footwork of instantly moving when the tennis ball hasn't landed yet..."

Amadeus looked at Yukimura with dark pupils and said: "To be precise... it's towards the direction of the landing point of the ball."

"Prediction?"

Polke said after a moment of silence.

Medanoré was even more looking forward to how Yukimura would perform next.

Boom!

In an instant, a muffled explosion suddenly exploded in the air.

"It seems that this match won't be too boring..."

Camus took a deep look at Yukimura on the opposite side and chuckled softly.

In the next second, the tennis ball, like a cannonball, quickly rushed towards Camus.

Tap tap!

Camus took two steps, and his figure had already appeared at the landing point of the tennis ball, he turned the racket in his hand, and after the racket drew an arc... he suddenly smashed it out.

Bang!

A muffled hitting sound quickly rang out, Camus's muscles wriggled, a strong force gushed out, his arm rotated, and he directly smashed it out.

Whoosh!

In the blink of an eye, the tennis ball, like a stream of light, quickly swept across the net.

The tennis ball carried an astonishing spin, and the airflow of the entire court was instantly cut through.

"Camus is gradually starting to exert his strength..."

In the Neon Team's rest area, Hōōin Byōdō said as he looked at Camus on the court.

"Next, it depends on how Yukimura counterattacks."

Jūjirō Oni nodded and said: "If we look at it according to this situation, the strength of Yukimura and Camus is not much different."

"Indeed."

Shūji Tanegashima said.

Kazuya Irie and Tsukimitsu Ochi both stared at Yukimura, they both wanted to know now... how strong Yukimura's mental tennis skills were.

On the court.

Bang bang bang!

Continuous hitting sounds rang out, and only the sound of hitting the ball remained in the entire stadium.

Yukimura and Camus began a tug-of-war.

"Twenty minutes have passed..."

Loic André said after looking at the situation on the court.

"It's the first time I've seen Camus play the first ball against an opponent for twenty minutes."

Herbert Norton couldn't help but say: "And the opponent is still a middle school student."

Duke Watanabe looked at the two people running back and forth on the court and said: "It's almost time."

"Those two are about to start attacking..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Camus increased his speed on the court, even faster than before!