"The competition has always been about the winner. Who would remember the second place? In the Japanese National League, do you remember who came in second? Who was the head of their school's tennis club? How strong was he? Do you remember?" Ye Feng turned around and looked at Prince Ren Masaharu and Sanada Kenichiro.
Prince Ren shook his head and shrugged to show that he didn't know. Sanada Genichiro lowered his head. No one knew what he was thinking, but from his expression, it seemed that he was recalling something.
In the Youth School's tennis club, the people who were training were stunned when they saw the Son of God, Yukimura Seiichi, and Fuji Shusuke from the secondary school affiliated to Rikai University walk into the court.
So the minister of Lihai University Affiliated High School, the Son of God, came to the village to compete? The main candidates and the tennis club members stopped their training and walked outside the iron bars to look into the tennis court.
This was because Tezuka Kunihiro had also walked onto the court. He stood in front of the net, ignoring the other tennis club members. It was as if he was letting everyone play. This was something that they had never expected!
Tezuka didn't stop the match and allowed it to continue. They were indeed shocked.
When Yukomura Seiichi and Fujiwara Shusuke walked to the center of the tennis court of the Youth Academy's tennis club, they stood opposite each other.
"Yukimura-kun, what is your purpose for coming to Qing Xue? I don't think you want to fight me, right? The real motive was probably Tezuka, right?”A faint blue light appeared in Shuusuke Fuji's eyes. It was very profound.
" No, I think that Tezuka Kunihiro is not the most interesting person. Instead, you are a very interesting person. Genius Fujisuke. I want to know, what are you planning to do after being stuck in the main selection of the Youth Academy's tennis club? Trying to get some peace? I think the real you shouldn't be like this, right?”Yukimura Seiichi looked deeply at Shuusuke Fuji.
When Furuhiro heard what Yukimura Seiichi said, his entire body trembled. Indeed, because Furuhiro knew this very well in his heart. He didn't want to change it directly because of this! Therefore, he had always been muddleheaded. It was fine as long as he maintained this attitude.
Fuji Shusuke's eyes revealed a sharp light. Yukimura Seiichi, the Son of God, saw through his thoughts at a glance! This made Fujisuke unable to stand still.
"This is Youth Academy, your home ground! I don't need to serve first, but I'm looking forward to it. Fujisuke, as a genius, what kind of waves can you set off?”Just as Yukimura finished speaking, he turned around.
The wind that was blowing against his face rustled the coat on Yukimura's shoulders, making him look extremely domineering. The aura that Yukimura exuded could faintly make people stunned. Was this Yukimura?
Fuji Shusuke's face darkened. Indeed, Yukimura's words seemed to be telling him how weak he was.
Tezuka Kunihiro raised his glasses, and a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes. His pupils couldn't help but contract. He could clearly feel the powerful spiritual power of Yukimura Seiichi. It was directly emitted before the competition had even started.
"In that case, Tezuka-kun, would you please be the referee for this match?”When Yukomura Seiichi reached the end line, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Tezuka Kunihiro, who was standing in the middle of the field.
Tezuka Kunihiro nodded.
Everyone in the Youth Academy's tennis club, whether it was the main candidate, the tennis club members, or Fujisuke who was standing on the court against Yukimura Seiichi, could feel the immense spiritual power of Yukimura Seiichi, which was full of absolute pressure. It was as if he could not breathe properly.
How could there be such a powerful person? Was this the No. 1 in Japan, the Son of God, Yukimura Seiichi?
The samurai's son, Ryuuma Echizen, widened his eyes in disbelief. This gentle man standing on the court with a coat over his shoulders was even stronger than the head of the tennis club, Mitsuki Tezuka.
He couldn't help but gulp and look at Tao Chengwu. Tao Chengwu did the same. He looked at him with the same gaze. "Echizen, do you think Senior Burg can really compete with that guy?”
"Judging from the momentum of his opponent, Yukimura Seiichi, his winning percentage is only 0.03%!”Ganzhen Zhi said leisurely. The notebook in his hand had been placed somewhere else. It was as if there was no way to collect the data of this match.
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