Prince of Tennis: A tennis legend that started from signing in

Chapter 34: The Gentle Young Man, the King Who Cannot See His Own Weaknesses

If.

When Yukimura Seiichi accepted Kitagawa's challenge at Kanai General Hospital, it was a sentimental and tender reflection on his own tennis journey.

So now.

He truly regarded Beichuan as an opponent.

"Yukimura-senpai."

"Don't push yourself too hard."

Looking at Seiichi Yukimura, Kitagawa put his racket on his shoulder and showed a sunny smile.

"You are so gentle, little brother."

Looking at each other through the net.

Yukimura Seiichi said with a chuckle.

After a pause, he added a few more words.

"The lollipop last time was very sweet."

"So, as a return gift, you will serve first this time."

After saying this.

Yukimura Seiichi walked straight towards the receiving area.

The coat he was wearing fluttered in the wind.

It doesn't have an alluring aura, but it does have a temperament that makes people want to take a second look.

"Yeah yeah yeah~~~"

"Yukimura-senpai, your eyesight has become amazing now!"

Beichuan did not refuse the serve.

After an exclamation of praise.

Then we came to the serving area.

Off the field.

"Though Yukimura healed on his own."

"But facing this monstrous underclassman who could tire even Sanada out, isn't it a bit too much?"

Looking at Genichirō Sanada who was being helped back by Bunta Marui and the jackal Kuwahara, Hiroshi Yagyu asked in a deep voice with some concern.

"I'm sure Yukimura has been eager to have a good, sweaty match."

"Also, this can also be used to gauge his recovery status based on the results of the game."

“The most crucial point.”

"Just as Yukimura said."

"This junior is really gentle."

Yanagi Renji looked at the two people on the court and said calmly.

As a data tennis player.

In fact, he noticed that Sanada Genichirō had stopped quite early on.

But what Yanagi Renji didn't expect was.

The reason for this situation turned out to be the so-called 'seal'.

In fact.

If Beichuan didn't break this window paper.

It is very likely that Genichirō Sanada will waste some of his golden period of growth.

"What a strange guy."

"I played against Kirihara and even had him hospitalized, but Kirihara's attitude was like that."

"The match against Sanada even exhausted him, and you and Yukimura actually gave such an evaluation."

Adjusting his glasses, Yagyu Hiroshi couldn't help but say.

At this moment, Beichuan seemed to have a special charm.

It aroused his strong curiosity.

"Yagyu."

"Did you...just say that Kirihara played against Kitagawa privately?"

Just at this time.

Genichirō Sanada also recovered and opened his eyes.

Just as I opened my eyes, I heard Kirihara's 'glorious deeds'.

"Uh......"

"Yagyu is indeed the most terrifying person in the tennis club."

"Kirihara, I wish you good luck!"

Marui Bunta and Jackal Kuwahara exchanged glances.

They all shuddered at the same time.

Especially the latter, fine beads of sweat appeared on his bald head.

Seeing that no one answered, Genichirō Sanada had an idea in his mind.

Then he stopped talking about it.

Instead, he turned his attention to the court.

And at this time.

The sound of the ball bouncing could be heard again.

boom!

boom!

boom!

"Coming soon!"

Beichuan chuckled and threw the tennis ball in his hand directly up.

As the ball rose, he began to swing his racket backward.

The weight of the body also shifts from the back foot to the front foot, and the whole person is ready to go.

When the ball reaches its highest point and begins to fall.

Swing the racket quickly forward and upward.

At this moment, the strength of the wrist, arm and shoulder, combined with the propulsion of the legs, form a smooth, powerful and perfect textbook swing.

boom!

After the racket collides with the tennis ball.

A stream of light shot straight forward.

"Little brother, trying the same old tricks again may not work!"

Just as the tennis ball passed the net.

Seiichi Yukimura has already arrived accurately at the predicted landing point of the tennis ball.

The whole person also made a gesture of fighting back.

Boom!

The words fell.

The tennis ball hits the ground.

As he swung the racket, a strange light flashed in Yukimura Seiichi's eyes.

"I have no blind spots!"

boom!

With a crisp impact sound, the tennis ball shot out like a bullet.

"If I say that Yukimura-senpai has now presented a huge blind spot."

"What do you think?"

Beichuan smiled and shook his head.

Simultaneously.

A strong aura gradually surrounded him.

Vaguely.

In this small space, mist seemed to be spreading.

Boom!

The moment the tennis ball hit the ground with great force.

Beichuan also moved.

The body is driven from the back foot and turns towards the net. The racket cuts through the air like a sharp blade, accurately cutting into the ball from the side, and the wrist guides the racket face to cut the ball.

"Xuntao!"

Followed by a crisp crashing sound.

A flash of azure light flashed by.

Around it, the overwhelming waves seem to follow it.

The sound of waves rising and falling was deafening.

next moment.

The tennis ball passed the net and began to spin along with the rolling waves.

In an instant, it seemed as if an extremely huge vortex appeared above the court, and it was pressing down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"it's useless!"

"I've already seen through the essence of the game."

"Whether it's a rolling wave or a whirlpool."

"In the final analysis, this is just a spinning ball!"

Seeing this, Yukimura Seiichi remained calm, facing the rolling waves and said lightly.

Followed by.

He moved quickly towards a certain place.

Tsk tsk...

His eyes flashed and he stopped quickly.

The racket in your hand cuts directly from diagonally downward to diagonally upward.

just.

The next moment.

Yukimura Seiichi frowned slightly.

at the same time.

Chila Chila...

call out!

Huhuhu......

Bangdang......

Snap...

A series of voices rose up.

The tennis ball and the racket flew out directly.

Finally, they all landed at the bottom line.

Chi chi chi......

Even after the tennis ball hits the ground, it continues to spin.

But there is more to it than that.

Even the coat that Seiichi Yukimura was wearing fell to the ground.

"You know the essence, but you don't know your own essence?"

"Isn't the pride of being held in the palm of everyone's hand and looking down on everything a blind spot?"

Tread!

Beichuan, with a strange light flashing in his eyes, also landed at this time.