Seiichi: Please call me God

"Everyone gather." Coach Tuo Zhi's voice was as loud as ever.

The middle school students gathered towards the center court with some confusion.

"What did you guess?" Atobe asked with a smile seeing Yukimura's knowing face.

Yukimura shook his head: "Actually, I'm not sure. But today, Nanjiro came here specially, presumably he has serious business to do. It's rare that all three coaches are here."

Trace nods.

Coach Saito cleared his throat: "Next, please tell us something, senior."

Echizen Minamijiro stroked the back of his head and smiled: "Ah, it doesn't have to be so formal." Kurobe gave him a helpless look.Echizen Nanjiro immediately restrained himself a bit, and he scanned the young faces of dozens of middle school students in front of him earnestly: "Today, I am here for the Australian Open exhibition game to be held next month. I think most of you Everyone already knew about this event.”

Everyone fell silent in unison.

"I have already received the invitation letter for this Australian Open exhibition match, but at the same time, the Tennis Association also hoped that I would recommend a young and capable newcomer to participate in the freshman competition. To be honest, this candidate was in my mind from the very beginning. But I still want to make sure for myself, is he the most suitable candidate for me?...……Yukimura Seichi."

As soon as Echizen Minamijiro finished speaking, the middle school students below were in an uproar. Everyone focused their attention on the boy who was wearing a red and black jacket and was still outstanding even in the crowd.

Yukimura Seiichi had the usual indifferent smile on his face.

Atobu raised the corners of his lips, and his heart was bright.Jingshi, you are one step closer to your dream...

As a legendary figure who has dominated the middle school tennis world for a long time, Yukimura Seiichi's strength is naturally unfathomable, or in other words, the masters who have challenged him have never lasted so long under him that his strength is still a mystery.

Compared with the flamboyant Atobe, the calm Tezuka, and the seasoned Sanada, who are known as kings in the junior high school tennis world, Seiichi Yukimura has always been nicknamed "Son of God".

So, how strong is he?

Everyone wants to know.

Is there anyone who can make him do his best?

Everyone wants to know.

When Echizen Nanjiro said this name, for some reason, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Shiraishi shrugged: "If the names mentioned are Atobe, Tezuka, etc., everyone can't be completely convinced. After all, the strength of Tezuka, Atobe, and Sanada is not much different, and I don't think I will completely defeat the above three. It’s just that you can compete. On the contrary, Yukimura…”

"What's wrong with me?" Yukimura walked behind Shiraishi with a smile.

Shiraishi was taken aback.

"Well, both appearance and strength are unfathomable." Baishi shook his head solemnly.

"So it's amazing that everyone doesn't know how strong Yukimura is, but they are all convinced that he is the strongest in the country?" Fuji commented with interest.

"But the middle school students are convinced, which doesn't mean that the high school students are also convinced. The freshman group is under 20 years old, and the high school student group is also within the age range." Atobe rarely complained, "Although according to height and appearance, there is no A few looked like minors."

Yukimura raised his eyebrows: "Senior Oni is standing behind you, Xiaojing."

Trace Department was surprised.

Yukimura chuckled: "Now it's the practice time for middle school students, why is Senior Oni here?"

"Fine! City!" Atobe became angry from embarrassment.

"But congratulations, Yukimura." Fuji said with a smile.

"Yeah, yeah, I have to cheer up the middle school students. 15 years old should be the youngest in the freshman group." Shiraishi said leisurely, "We will cheer for you in Japan."

Tezuka also came over: "Congratulations, Yukimura."

Yukimura smiled: "Thank you so much for your support."

"Well, although I don't know what is going on with this wonderful atmosphere? But it seems that senior accidentally chose a good candidate." Saito shrugged.

"It seems that the psychological quality of the middle school students is not bad, neither arrogant nor impatient." Kurobe looked at the middle school students in the audience and congratulated Yukimura one after another, "I just don't know how the high school students will react."

"How can there be any reaction? If you are not convinced, please call back." Echizen Nanjiro looked angry, "That's how I came here back then."

Tuozhi Black Line: "That's because seniors can attract hatred too much."

Echizen Nanjiro smiled proudly: "That is, my charm is invincible. These young teenagers still can't grasp my characteristics at that time."

The three coaches choked at the same time.There is no one who wants to imitate your unscrupulous traits, senpai, okay... It seems that Yukimura is better, at least physically and mentally healthy. If it is the second Echizen Minamijiro... Then Miss Takeuchi (Echizen Ryoma's mother) ) accept him.

"The loser group is coming back soon. My unlucky son is also in it." Echizen Nanjiro smiled triumphantly, "It seems that Jiang is still old and hot, and I held the gold medal for avoiding death (right to self-training) Running around, I didn't expect him to be so disappointing, and let Sanfuan come to train|teach him."

"They will probably come back tomorrow. Coach Sanchuan will definitely be greatly stimulated to go back and train them more when he sees you today." Tuozhi said helplessly.

Echizen Nanjiro nodded in relief and walked down the stage.

"Yo, boy." Echizen Nanjiro patted Yukimura's shoulder with a smile, "How about this gift from me?"

Atobe patted Echizen Minamijiro's hand away expressionlessly, then hooked Yukimura's shoulder to swear sovereignty.

Yukimura said calmly to Nanjiro, "Well, thank you."

Echizen Nanjiro touched his face: "So simple?"

Yukimura tilted his head: "Thank you very much?"

"Ah~~ There is no sincerity at all. Forget it..." Echizen Nanjiro asked with a smile after some self-construction, "When you competed with me, you once said that you have not become the best one in your mind. Myself, what does that mean? Are you dissatisfied with your own strength?"

"No, it's just that I didn't understand something at that time." Yukimura shook his head.

"So what now?" Echizen Minamijiro asked.

"Now I'm ready." Yukimura pursed his lips.

"Ok?"

"Get ready for what you call the bigger stage."

Yukimura's domineering declaration made Echizen Nanjiro smile happily: "I am very optimistic about you, boy. Then go and prove to the world what Yukimura Seichi's tennis is."

Yukimura raised his head slightly: "Let's wait and see."

The happy atmosphere of hello, hello, hello, everyone, middle school students obviously did not affect the high school student group.

The main candidates who are training in the former No. [-] field react to this more than the few members of the first army.

"What? Isn't the person chosen by the Byodoin House?"

"I thought it would be Tokugawa at least."

Everyone in the No. [-] venue whispered, and the No. [-] venue is not far behind.

"The samurai didn't choose the first army. Has the coach talked to you, Irie?" someone asked.

As No. 20 of the Second Army, Irijiang Zuoduo leaned on the iron railing, closed his eyes and shook his head: "No. I guess I haven't talked to ghosts either."

"That's really a surprise. How strong is that kid in the middle school group? It looks very thin and doesn't look like tennis material."

Irie Kazuo raised the corners of his lips: "This way... it becomes more and more interesting."

Oni, who was doing five-ball practice with Tokugawa on the hard court, put down his racket.

"What's the matter?" Tokugawa was also a little surprised when he was so absent-minded.

"About the only place in Japan to participate in the freshman group..." Oni hesitated for a moment, then said, "Did you know that the samurai chose Yukimura Seichi from the middle school student group?"

"He is very strong." Tokugawa once had a match with Yukimura. "I played against him when I was in the United States, and he was already sick at that time. But I still lost to him miserably."

Speaking of this, Tokugawa is not unwilling, but sincerely convinced. "Compared to Byodoin, he feels more unfathomable to me. Now, I can no longer see through the upper limit of his strength."

The ghost's gaze became serious.

He and Tokugawa are also rebellious people. From the first day of entering the U-17, they both strive for the goal of becoming the top player.Even though Byodoin Phoenix is ​​now number one in the First Army, Tokugawa, who had been defeated miserably by him, was not convinced by him. Why didn't he feel this way at all when he mentioned Yukimura?

"I have been with Yukimura for a while, and I think he is a friend worthy of deep friendship." Tokugawa picked up the small ball on the ground, "If it were me, I would not be able to be indomitable in the same adversity as him. I know him At the time, he had already begun to gradually lose his physical coordination ability, but now, he is back on the court. It is like a dream to say."

Oni stood there, "Kazuya, I want to compete with Yukimura."

"Yukimura belongs to the sixth field, so unless the sixth field challenges the fifth field, you will not be able to meet. You are the gatekeeper of the fifth field, and the coach should not arrange the match between the two of you." De Chuan shook his head.

"Then, let's compete in private." Gui's ferocious face rarely showed a bit of cunning, "The coach will not restrict our private competition."

"Well, they'll just turn a blind eye." Tokugawa smiled slightly, "Okay, I'm also looking forward to the match between you."

That night.

Atobe and Yukimura are still training in the evening.Fuji and Shiraishi have their own activities tonight, and it's rare that they can train alone.

"Seiichi." Atobe picked up the mineral water and handed it to Yukimura, "I need to go to Australia to refuel."

Yukimura nodded with a smile.

Atobe propped his body back and looked up at the dark night sky: "I will give up tennis by the time I graduate from high school at the latest."

"Xiao Jing..." Yukimura patted his shoulder and smiled, "I will fight with you."

Atobe laughed: "My uncle's sparring partner should also be gorgeous enough, not being a Grand Slam champion is not enough."

"It seems a bit difficult." Yukimura smiled, "But... it's a deal."

Atobe's voice gradually deepened: "We want to be together and play ball for the rest of our lives, Seichi."

"Okay!" Yukimura's voice was so firm.