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

“Getting stronger in a match—it's truly unimaginable.”

Q.P. stared at Yukimura. He was a key strategist for the German team and also skilled at collecting and analyzing data on opponents, but he couldn't gather any data on Yukimura now.

The only reason was that Yukimura's strength far exceeded his, so Q.P. couldn't calculate it.

“It's like a sponge constantly absorbing water.”

Medanoré exclaimed, “He's already infinitely close to world-class, just a little bit away—as long as he breaks his own limits, he can become a world-class player!”

If Yukimura became a world-class player, it would once again shake the entire world tennis scene.

A world-class player in the first year of middle school!

Saying it is simply unbelievable, but that's the reality!

“This terrifying mental strength...”

“Once he reaches world-class, his mental-based tennis techniques will probably shock everyone.”

Medanoré gave a wry smile. Although they were famous in the world, compared to Yukimura now...

“It's really discouraging.”

Amadeus sighed.

Because Medanoré and Polk knew very well that at Yukimura's age, they were completely inferior to him.

Yukimura was a player who reached near world-class in the first year of middle school!

On the other side, Echizen Ryoga showed a hint of a smile on his face, with some excitement in his eyes.

He was increasingly looking forward to his next match with Yukimura!

Suddenly, a violent explosion sound came from the court, and smoke filled the air again.

Yukimura's figure appeared from the smoke, and the surrounding smoke instantly dissipated.

"0...—. 0:30!!"

The referee swallowed and announced the score with a trembling voice.

“What happened?”

Hearing that Yukimura had scored again, all the spectators in the stadium looked at Yukimura.

“His mental strength!!”

Echizen Ryoga's eyes suddenly narrowed. Just now, he suddenly felt a very powerful mental energy fluctuation.

And the source of this mental energy was Yukimura!

“His mental strength has changed???”

Echizen Ryoga stared intently at Yukimura.

At this moment, Medanoré, Polk, Amadeus, Q.P., and others' expressions changed again.

Besides feeling an aura on Yukimura that was stronger than before, they didn't notice anything else, let alone Yukimura's terrifying mental strength.

On the court.

Camus said in a deep voice. Although his voice wasn't loud, it spread all over the world through the broadcast.

“What on earth is going on???”

In the French team, Loïc André looked at Camus being surpassed in score again and couldn't help but shout.

“The future—.”

Duke Watanabe suddenly said.

He had been paying attention to the match between the two on the court. In that short moment, Duke Watanabe seemed to become Camus and saw his own future.

That was the future of his crushing defeat!

“Why the future? Watanabe, what are you talking about?”

Herbert Norton frowned.

“Camus's future—has been seen through.”

Duke Watanabe took a deep breath and said.

“How is that possible!!”

Lindsay Faulkland shouted in disbelief.

If they were told that Camus had been seen through, they might believe it a little, but now that Duke Watanabe said that Camus's future had been seen through, how could they believe it?

That was the future!

No one knew what Camus's future would be like, let alone have it seen through!

“Although it's hard to imagine, that's the reality.”

Duke Watanabe took a deep breath and said, “Only Camus himself knows the reason.”

After speaking, the entire French team fell silent.

Everyone's expressions kept changing, and some people even started to worry.

Could it be that Camus would lose?

“No, Camus won't lose!!”

As soon as this thought arose, someone immediately retorted.

They didn't think Camus would lose, and Camus couldn't lose!

For the French team, Camus couldn't lose, but relatively speaking - the Japanese team wouldn't think Yukimura would lose either!

Because he was the Child of God!!

The Child of God of the Japanese team!!

“This feeling of being able to play with all my strength is really comfortable—”

Yukimura, in the Zero-Shiki Tennis state, had a gentle smile on his face.

Since he didn't know when, Yukimura hadn't had such an intense match for a long time, even during training with Byodoin Houou, Oni Jujiro, and Taneshima Shuji.

Now Yukimura was having a real match with Camus, a match with only pure victory or defeat. Yukimura hadn't experienced this for a long time.

“That kid!”

Mifune Nyudo looked at Yukimura's expression, and his expression was somewhat moved.

Yukimura was too far ahead of his peers. No one among his peers was his opponent, so Yukimura had never played with all his strength.

But now, he was truly liberating himself.

Exerting all his strength to win this match.

Before entering the Zero-Shiki Tennis state, Yukimura was completely immersed in this match with only victory or defeat, and the only thing he thought about was how to win this match.

“Is that Seichi's true self?”

Chloe looked at the gentle smile on Yukimura's face, thinking like this.

“Then.—”

Yukimura felt many gazes around him, smiled gently, and then looked at Camus.

“Have you seen your future of defeat? Camus—”

The gentle voice carried an extremely strong tone. Yukimura seemed to be talking about a very ordinary thing.

“My future of defeat?”

Camus's expression didn't change, and his aura became even stronger: “I won't lose this match!”

“That's what I wanted to say too.”

Yukimura heard Camus's words, not at all surprised, smiled gently and said: “However, I have already seen your future of defeat.”

“Your future is decided by me.”

“Your future is defeat!”

When Yukimura finished saying this sentence, the expressions of all the spectators in the entire stadium instantly froze.

“He—what did he just say?”

In the French team, Herbert Norton was stunned.

“He said Camus's future—is defeat???”

Loïc André's face was a little dazed, repeating a sentence.

“That's what he said.”

Lindsay Faulkland took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

“The future—”

Duke Watanabe took a deep breath, his face incomparably serious.

At this moment, not only the French team, but even Medanoré, Polk, Amadeus, Q.P., Echizen Ryoga and others couldn't help but wonder, could Yukimura really see through Camus's future?

Camus's future is defeat?

In other words, Yukimura will win this match?

“How is he going to win?”

Q.P. stared at Yukimura and said, he really couldn't imagine how Yukimura could defeat Camus in this match.

Unless he reaches world-class!