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

Chapter 222: The Undefeated Legend of God's Son, the Bond between Tezuka and Nobu

Compared to the audience seats.

At this moment on the court.

Fuji Shusuke's serve game is over.

Unfortunately.

In his serving game, he not only failed to gain any advantage.

Instead, there is a sense of being at the end of one's rope.

of course.

This doesn't mean he isn't strong enough.

On the contrary, Yukimura Seiichi is just too strong!

once Upon a time.

People always think that the Son of God in the Sunset created his undefeated legend by depriving his five senses.

But in fact.

In terms of single-round tennis skills, Yukimura Seiichi is definitely one of the best among Rikkai University Affiliated Middle Schools.

However, this refers to the time when Kitagawa did not come to Rikkai University Junior High School.

"Your serve is over."

With a gentle smile, Yukimura Seiichi whispered something to Fuji Shusuke.

Followed by.

He tilted his head and looked towards the Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School team.

His eyes flickered and he asked Beichuan helplessly.

"Minister~"

"Can i do it now?"

After the words fell.

Fuji Shusuke couldn't help but tighten the racket in his hand.

His entire chest was filled with unwillingness and determination.

But the next moment.

This mood was shrouded in gloom.

He really wanted to change, to grow up, and to keep up with Kunimitsu Tezuka's footsteps.

but.

When he actually stood on the court, he realized that he was still far from being as good as Kunimitsu Tezuka.

At the same time, my own growth can even be said to be insignificant.

"That's enough, Yukimura-senpai."

Nodding, Beichuan replied softly.

[Although he has not yet become the true Fengshen Fuji.]

【But we have taken the first step, and the future is promising! 】

The unyielding Fuji Shusuke was reflected in his pupils, and a hint of anticipation flashed across Kitagawa's face.

It's not just about the expectation for the other person's future growth.

It is also an anticipation to see each other in the future world tennis.

This expectation is not limited to Shusuke Fuji, but also includes Kunimitsu Tezuka, Keigo Atobe and others.

"In this case——"

"Abei is going to fight that shorty soon?!"

Kirihara Akaya, who was a little slow to react, suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"Kirihara, you're wrong."

"No, shorty, that would be rude."

"It should be White Moonlight No. 1."

Niou Masaharu directly put his arm around Kirihara Akaya's shoulders and corrected him with a smile.

Hear the words.

"White Moonlight No. 1 is Echizen Ryoma, White Moonlight No. 2 is Atobe Keigo, White Moonlight No. 3 is Akutsu Jin, White Moonlight No. 4 is Tezuka Kunimitsu..."

Kirihara Akaya started counting on his fingers.

"He really only remembers eating and not the beating..."

Marui Bunta blew a big bubble, looked at the two of them as if they were fools, and said with a helpless sigh.

That's when.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The sound of tennis balls hitting each other gradually began to ring out.

A strange rhythm gradually emerged around Yukimura Seiichi.

With an expressionless face, he caught the bouncing tennis ball with one hand.

Then suddenly threw it into the air.

"Fuji-kun, let's stop here."

Fuji Shusuke opposite him was reflected in his bright eyes, and he swung the racket in his hand skillfully.

Tsk!

"Izanami!"

boom!

Under the foot brake.

The racket face hit the tennis ball directly.

All of a sudden.

Waves of invisible ripples spread out in all directions.

Followed by.

A powerful shock wave followed.

call out!

This ball is very fast!

The speed was far beyond any previous shot.

It's almost impossible to see the shadow of the tennis ball.

"Whether it ends or not is not up to you, Yukimura!"

Fuji Shusuke let out a long breath and retorted unyieldingly.

Without any hesitation, he rushed out quickly.

The muscles in the arm holding the racket are tense and bulging.

Blue veins coiled around it.

A powerful force erupts the moment the racket face touches the tennis ball.

boom!

next moment.

A violent crash was heard.

And after this.

Fuji Shusuke just remained in this position without moving.

My eyes also lost focus in an instant.

And in his perspective.

This goal was scored.

But then he started serving again.

Just like at the beginning.

Every expression, word, and action of everyone present was exactly the same as before.

boom!

boom!

boom!

I don’t know how much time has passed.

It seemed as if only a moment had passed.

Sweat gradually flowed down Fuji Shusuke's body, he was panting, and his chest rose and fell violently and quickly.

Simultaneously.

The whole world gradually became dim.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the repetitive and endless cycle.

And an opponent that can never be defeated.

It was like facing a real god.

But in reality.

Yukimura Seiichi served one after another.

Every ball was an ordinary serve.

But even so.

Fuji Shusuke seemed to be frozen in place, not making any response at all.

It didn't take long.

Seiichi Yukimura easily won his serve.

Hey!

next moment.

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Looking at Fuji Shusuke opposite with great interest.

The other party suddenly took a breath of air as if he had breathed fresh air.

Then his chest began to rise and fall rapidly.

The look he gave Yukimura Seiichi opposite him was filled with fear.

"I can't beat you...I can't beat you..."

"It's just like a demon..."

Fuji Shusuke held his head with both hands, his pupils dilated, and he knelt on the ground weakly, muttering to himself.

"In the second singles match, our Seishun Academy team admits defeat!"

next second.

A voice suddenly sounded.

On the Seigakuen team's side, Tezuka Kunimitsu raised his arm with a serious look on his face.

Then he ran quickly towards the court.

"Looks like we can call it a day~"

With a chuckle, Yukimura Seiichi looked at the referee who was still in a daze on the podium.

"Uh......"

"Drip drip!"

"Kanto Tournament Finals, third round, singles match 2, the Seishun Academy team forfeited."

"The former Rikkai University Affiliated Junior High School representative, Yukimura Seiichi, won!"

The referee came to his senses and touched the back of his head in disappointment.

Then he blew the whistle and announced the result loudly.

"Tezuka..."

"sorry!"

Fuji Shusuke, who had finally regained some consciousness, lowered his head and spoke softly with a hint of tears in his voice.

"It's fine."

"Failure is the mother of success."

Tezuka Kunimitsu spoke in a slightly softer tone as he extended his hand towards Fuji Shusuke.

"But--"

"This doesn't change the fact that I'm holding everyone back!"

Tears glistened in his eyes as he looked up at Tezuka Kunimitsu and gave a broken-hearted smile.

“Growing pains are something everyone has to go through.”

"We are a team, and there has never been any talk of anyone lagging behind."

He slowly squatted down and helped Fuji Shusuke up.

Tezuka Kunimitsu answered in a resounding voice.