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

The entire stadium roared continuously, a terrifying airflow enveloping the court, as if forming a whirlwind.

Wisps of smoke and dust, visible to the naked eye, permeated the court.

The tennis ball screamed incessantly, emitting dazzling and piercing purple and gold light, as deafening explosions echoed.

Terrifying power and airflow were all compressed into a single point, then rushed towards Camus with an overwhelming force.

"This power—"

The French team's expressions changed drastically, and they couldn't help but exclaim in shock, the shock in their eyes lingering.

A thick cloud of dust billowed up from behind Camus, filling the entire stadium.

Camus felt the power transmitted from the racket, his expression constantly changing, his entire arm trembling non-stop, and the racket making a mournful sound.

The strings of the racket continued to sink, as if they were about to snap.

"This power—!"

Camus's face was extremely solemn, the racket in his hand seemed incredibly heavy, almost about to slip out of his grasp.

Squeak, squeak, squeak! The sound of his feet rubbing against the ground rang out, creating an ear-piercing noise, as Camus was constantly pushed backwards by this terrifying force.

Suddenly, the wall behind Camus burst open, emitting a loud noise.

Clatter! Gravel fell, the airflow erupted again, and the gravel instantly left a bloody mark on Camus's arm.

"Camus can't block this shot!"

Amadeus said in a deep voice, watching Camus's situation.

Kuranosuke Shiraishi's power in his shot had undoubtedly reached the world-class level, and the power contained within it was even about to surpass Camus!

However, just as Amadeus finished speaking,

Boom! Another terrifying explosion sounded in the air. The tennis ball directly shattered Camus's racket, heavily landed on the ground, and then rushed out of the court.

Crack! The originally cracked wall suddenly exploded.

The cracks generated by the explosion began to spread continuously, heading towards the stands!

"Run!"

"The stands are going to explode!"

Countless spectators were in chaos. Although they were very surprised by this power, protecting themselves was the most important thing.

For a time, countless spectators fled the stands.

Boom! Another loud noise, and some of the stands near the wall completely cracked.

The terrifying airflow generated by the explosion instantly engulfed Camus, and the impact almost knocked Camus down.

Streams of thick smoke and dust continued to rise, and from the outside, the stadium seemed to be on fire.

This scene was broadcast live, and the whole world fell into silence.

In their eyes, there was only that purple figure!

The Child of God, Yukimura Seiichi!!

In the Neon team.

Coach Mifune's eyes revealed a hint of satisfaction: "You really didn't disappoint me!"

"Has Kuranosuke Shiraishi's Light shot become so strong?"

Irie Kanata said with some surprise: "It seems that in this game... Kuranosuke Shiraishi has a great chance of winning."

"With the game progressing to this point, no one knows what will happen next."

Ochi Tsukimitsu shook his head slightly.

"Now it depends on Kuranosuke Shiraishi."

Taneshima Shūji's gaze turned to Kuranosuke Shiraishi, with a gleam in his eyes.

The scene that Kuranosuke Shiraishi had just shown, they both saw it.

"That kid... won't lose!!"

After a moment of silence, Byodoin Houou slowly said.

"I also don't think he will lose!"

Oni Jujiro nodded and said.

Smoke and dust filled the court.

Whoosh! Just at this moment, a breeze blew past, and the smoke and dust that permeated the entire stadium began to gradually dissipate.

Clatter! Gravel was still falling from the wall behind Camus, and finally appeared in everyone's eyes.

The front wall and the stands behind the wall completely collapsed, and gravel scattered around.

The racket in Camus's hand also showed cracks, the strings had been penetrated, and his body was covered in smoke and dust.

"15 - 0!!"

The referee opened his mouth, his voice trembling.

He had never seen such an exaggerated match, the power of the ball was so strong!

If this ball hit Camus... then the consequences—

"The wall and the stands have collapsed—this is too exaggerated!!!"

"Is that Kuranosuke Shiraishi really a middle school student?? Is the power of a middle school student so strong??"

"The power is like a cannonball...too exaggerated!!"

"If this ball hits a person—that person will definitely die!!"

The spectators in the stadium all gasped, and a cold sweat ran down their bodies.

"Too strong!! Too strong!!!"

Inoue Mamoru's arm was trembling, and he couldn't even speak completely. He couldn't find any words to describe his current mood.

"Apart from professional players and high school students, he is the strongest middle school student in the world."

Q.P. said, looking at Kuranosuke Shiraishi's figure.

Before, Q.P. had already admitted that he was not as good as Kuranosuke Shiraishi.

"That's not like you, Q.P.!"

Volk looked at Q.P. and said: "If the coach knows, he will probably be very sad."

"The coach is also watching this game."

Q.P. replied lightly: "I understand the coach, he also thinks so."

"Is this your power?"

Camus changed his racket and took a deep look at Kuranosuke Shiraishi on the opposite side.

At that moment, a sense of fear rose in Camus's heart—

On the opposite side, Kuranosuke Shiraishi didn't speak, with that faint, gentle smile on his face, the light in his emotionless purple eyes seemed to shine even more, and the aura on his body was still powerful.

The staff cleared the gravel on the court at the fastest speed.

Then Camus returned to his baseline.

The game is not over yet!

"I won't lose!"

Camus's expression was solemn, and his game state did not change because he had just lost a point.

Immediately, he tossed the tennis ball in his hand high.

At this moment, everyone watching this live broadcast game focused their eyes on Camus.

"I always feel—the lock on his body has been unlocked."

On the other side of the stands, Amadeus said, looking at Kuranosuke Shiraishi on the court.

"Although it's incredible, his strength is increasing little by little."

Volk said in a deep voice: "He is getting stronger!"