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

Nobody noticed Keigo Atobe and the others leaving. ...

All eyes in the entire gymnasium were focused on Yukimura.

Moreover, the whole venue was shouting the name 'Child of God,' so who would notice Keigo Atobe and the others leaving?

Baseline of the court.

Kuranosuke Shiraishi looked at Yukimura with determination. Although his condition was poor, he still hadn't given up.

Once he gave up, he would truly be completely defeated.

The final ball!

No matter what, he had to take this point!

Kuranosuke Shiraishi thought with great determination.

However... facing Yukimura, did he want to take a point?

Was it possible...?

Although Kuranosuke Shiraishi already had the answer in his heart, he didn't want to think about it!

He clenched the tennis ball tightly in his hand, then tossed it up with force.

The arm swinging the racket burst forth with terrifying power, instantly striking the tennis ball.

Bang—

A dull sound of the ball being struck rang out.

The tennis ball flashed like a streak of light, quickly passing over the net, the air currents it created causing the net to shake continuously.

"Hmm?"

Renji Yanagi's eyes revealed emotion: "The speed and power of this ball are stronger than before."

"Just a final struggle."

Renji Yanagi said calmly: "His chance of scoring from Seiichi's hands is 0%!"

Which meant... there was no chance!

In an instant, the tennis ball had already landed near Yukimura's feet.

Yukimura's expression was indifferent. He took a step back, and the racket in his hand struck the tennis ball.

Whoosh—

The air currents blew past, causing the coat on Yukimura's shoulders to flutter.

Bang—

The moment the sound of the ball being struck rang out, Yukimura had already hit the ball back.

Kuranosuke Shiraishi gritted his teeth, forcibly increasing his speed, his figure turning into a white afterimage as he quickly rushed out.

Thump thump thump—

The heavy and rapid sound of footsteps rang out. Kuranosuke Shiraishi let out a low roar, his left arm stretching out fiercely, forcefully striking the tennis ball.

Sizzle—

Kenya Oshitari shouted: "There's still a chance!"

Chance?

Yoshikazu Hiranoma gave a wry smile. Where was there any chance?

Although he thought so, Yoshikazu Hiranoma also shouted: "Shiraishi, go!"

"These little guys."

Osamu Watanabe placed his hand on his hat, a smile on his face.

.......

"A very strong ball."

Yukimura, at the baseline, commented as he watched the approaching tennis ball: "But it's still not enough. Victory... I'll take it."

As he spoke, the gentle smile on Yukimura's face disappeared.

A powerful aura emanated from his body.

In an instant, the aura instantly enveloped the entire court.

Kuranosuke Shiraishi suddenly felt a chill!

It was clearly summer, but he clearly felt a chill, and even Kuranosuke Shiraishi's body couldn't help but tremble.

"Hmm?"

Sensing the aura on Yukimura's body, Genichirou Sanada, Renji Yanagi, and Juuzaburou Mori's expressions tightened.

"What's going on!!"

Kenya Oshitari looked at Yukimura, whose entire aura had changed, and was shocked.

"So strong!"

Yoshikazu Hiranoma and Tetsuya Hara shouted.

What kind of monster is this!!

He never expected that Shiraishi's opponent would be such a monster!

Osamu Watanabe looked at Yukimura, his eyes revealing shock.

"Child of God, the name fits perfectly!!"

There are some people who are geniuses, but there are also some people who geniuses cannot surpass!

And Yukimura, in Osamu Watanabe's eyes, was clearly the latter.

An existence that even geniuses cannot surpass!

Child of God—Seiichi Yukimura!

"To return your spirit, I'll also be a little more serious."

Then, a very soft voice reached the ears of Kuranosuke Shiraishi and the others.

This sentence was like a bomb, leaving everyone stunned in place.

Boom!

The silver racket struck the tennis ball like lightning, and an astonishing explosion rang out in the ears of all the spectators!

The tennis ball kept spinning on the racket. Finally, Yukimura's arm twitched.

Shred—

The air was torn apart, and the court seemed to tremble.

Kuranosuke Shiraishi's eyes kept contracting. In his eyes, this ball became very slow.

He wanted to move, to receive this ball, but his body was completely out of his control. His feet seemed to be nailed to the ground. No matter how he moved, his body didn't react at all.

In the end, Kuranosuke Shiraishi could only watch helplessly as the tennis ball flew past him.

Crack—

Suddenly, a cracking sound pulled Kuranosuke Shiraishi back from his daze.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle—

Following the sound, a hole with spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the wall behind him!

The pungent smell of burning came from inside, and a charred tennis ball was still spinning.

Crackle—

碎石掉 在 地 上 ， 发出 了 声音。

"This..."

Kuranosuke Shiraishi's eyes widened instantly, his expression almost becoming dull.

Silence!

Deathly silence.

The entire gymnasium fell into silence.

"Referee, you can call the score."

Yukimura looked at the dazed referee and shouted.

"Oh... oh..."

The referee nodded somewhat dazedly, and after a long while, he reacted and announced in his loudest voice: "Game over, Rikkaidai wins, score 6:0!!"

"Rikkaidai Fuzoku Junior High School wins the National Tournament championship with a total score of 3:2!!"

At this time, after the referee's voice rang out, it slowly awakened the dazed spectators.

"This is Seiichi's strength..."

Genichirou Sanada's expression was solemn, and a strong fighting spirit burst out in his eyes.

"Seiichi is the strongest."

Renji Yanagi said very seriously.

"Truly terrifying..."

Juuzaburou Mori said with a wry smile: "Buchou..."

However, the Rikkaidai team quickly cheered.

Because... they were the champions!

"Child of God!! Child of God!! Child of God!! Child of God!!"

Waves of cheers rose higher and higher, and all the spectators shouted with red faces.

"Lost..."

On the court, Kuranosuke Shiraishi said blankly, a bitter smile on his face.

"The gap is too big!"

Facing Yukimura, he didn't take a single point.

Apart from the initial game and his serve, Yukimura's counterattacks were all one-ball...

One ball and he scored from his hand. When it was Yukimura's serve, he couldn't even touch the ball.

The last ball was returned under his outburst.

It was because of this that he saw the irreparable gap with Yukimura.

"Child of God, this title is not false at all."