Seiichi: Please call me God

The cheers on the field resounded throughout the venue the moment the athletes came out.

Of course, Yukimura knew that the cheers were all for the Australian native, the No. [-] seed Garcia.He looks sunny and handsome, with blond hair and blue eyes, and a fit body, which is very in line with the aesthetics of Westerners. It is no wonder that there are so many female fans present who came from far away, holding banners and screaming for him regardless of his image.

Yukimura rubbed his ears, the noise couldn't be said to have no effect on him at all, but it was also inexplicably kind.

"It seems to be returning to the national competition in an instant." Baishi said suddenly, "This decibel is almost the same as the sound of the Bingdi support group and 200 members gathered together, but it is not so neat."

Atobe smiled reservedly, but there was no complacency in the smile.

"But this is also the opponent's home court advantage, isn't it?" said Tokugawa, who was sitting next to Shiraishi.

Then he immediately got a tacit response from the four junior high school students present shaking their heads.The high school students in the back row who didn't know the truth looked at each other in blank dismay. Could it be that Yukimura was able to do well in such an environment?

Of course they didn't know that Yukimura had been subjected to this kind of torture in the ice emperor for a long time, and he was used to it.What's more, Atobe's usual appearances also have their own sound effects.

"Jingshi, you are the son of God with a halo. Maybe the game is not over yet, and Garcia's fans present will be reformed under the light of the Holy Light." Liu said with a smile.

"Eh?" Shuji Taneshima looked at Ikuto Kimishima next to him, "Fortunately, the village is a teammate and not an opponent. Kimishima, you should be very glad that he only developed in the tennis world. I don't know if he will cross over in the future. plan."

Kimishima's expression was light.

At this time, a close-up of Yukimura was cut on the big screen.

A handsome face, a thin body, and an amazing smile on his face.

The chaotic screams on the field just now stopped suddenly.

"I knew it. Yukimura is indeed a killer." Shiraishi clearly saw that the expressions on the faces of the blond older sisters beside him turned into pity and nympho.Beauty knows no borders, and this is especially evident in Yukimura, "Those who mistake the devil for a little white rabbit will definitely be frightened."

He thought of it not without bad taste.

Garcia also made the mistake of judging people by their appearance.

Although Yukimura has a delicate appearance, his absence does not mean that his playing style is weak.He was defenseless against his opponent at the beginning, and it was no wonder that in 15 minutes, Yukimura beat Garcia with a beautiful 6-1.

Garcia's face darkened in an instant, and he looked at Yukimura with a malicious expression.He looks sunny, but his style of play is not so sunny.

"Hmph, Orientals." Garcia muttered a few words, vaguely not letting Yukimura who was opposite to hear him, but Yukimura had already guessed what he was going to say just by the shape of his mouth.

"How did that guy anger Yukimura?" Watanabe looked reckless, but he was actually very observant.

Byodoin clasped his arms around his chest: "In a serious fight, Garcia still has the strength to fight. If he goes the wrong way, it is absolutely impossible for him to win against Yukimura."

The result was as expected by the Court of Justice.

"won by Yukimura, 6-2."

Garcia's little trick did not escape Yukimura's eyes, but he caught his weakness and attacked all the way.No matter how talented Garcia is, he is only 20 years old now. His weakness was seen through, and he couldn't find a strategy to deal with it for a while, so he could only be defeated in the end.

He stood there with his eyes wide open, panting.

The long-lasting cheers at the beginning formed a sharp contrast with the death-like silence now.

"It's impossible..." Garcia still wanted to deceive himself, but the referee had already ruthlessly announced the result.

Yukimura Seiichi, who came to the world stage for the first time, defeated the pre-match No. 3 seed Garcia with a score of 0-[-].This godlike reversal is jaw-dropping.

Someone excused Garcia: "He is in a bad state." Others said: "This is a fluke."

They may think that Yukimura is a dark horse with an eye-catching performance, but they don't take him seriously.

In this way, Yukimura faced the No. [-] seed in the freshman group - Demirian.

Demirian, who was born in Pennsylvania, showed extraordinary tennis talent at the age of four. His family moved to New York for him and found the best tennis coach to train him since childhood.Sure enough, Demirian won the US Junior Tennis Championship for the first time at the age of eight, setting a record for the youngest champion.It wasn't until he started to participate in the youth group competitions that his reelection myth was broken. At the age of 21, he is now a well-known tennis star in the United States. He has attracted much attention and is known as the most promising superstar to succeed the tennis king.

Yukimura had to admit that this was the strongest opponent he had ever seen in his age group.

Even Byodoin and Tanejima in U-17 are hardly his opponents.

But Yukimura is actually more familiar with Demirian who participated in the Australian Open for the first time like him two years later.

At that time, they played five games, and their strengths were evenly matched. If it wasn't for Yukimura's hole cards, they might not be able to counterattack.

And now, the 21-year-old Demirian has not yet ushered in the first trough in his life, a year of indulgence, and a year of recuperation.He was arrogant and refused to look down at his opponent, and his temper was far from being as strong as in the future.

Yukimura knew that he would fight very hard.

But victory will eventually belong to him.

Just as he thought, the Goddess of Victory was always by his side.

Demirian, who underestimated his opponent, suffered a big loss as soon as he played, although he quickly adjusted his mentality and faced the enemy seriously.But Yukimura's psychological warfare has already begun to work invisibly.

In this match, the smoother he played, the more uncomfortable Demirian was.Almost every move is to restrain his best shot.The superhuman skills he is most proud of are suppressed and dulled by the opponent's flawless performance.

Maybe before the game, he didn't think about what kind of person his opponent would be.

But after this fight, Demirian will at least know how to look down at his opponent.

Because you never guess, he might be a devil in a weak skin.

They won both games, beheading the No. [-] and No. [-] seeds.This result is enough to make professional tennis commentators shut up.

How much they had spared no effort to praise Garcia and Demirian before the game, and even imagined that the two heroes would meet in the final. Now the slap on their face is so crisp and sweet.

This time, no one will say that Yukimura is a "dark horse", because it is impossible for a "dark horse" relying on luck to defeat the sought-after "white horse" with real talents and knowledge.

Words of praise suddenly swarmed in.

If Yukimura Seiichi was still the 15-year-old Yukimura Seiichi, perhaps, he would be shaken by this.However, after experiencing a big praise and big criticism, he still maintained a peaceful mind.It's all because these are just false names.

He really cares about him, and those who really love him, no matter win or lose, stand behind him and support him as always.And for those insignificant people, let him slander, ridicule, flatter, and boast, it's just a fleeting moment.

Just blow it lightly, and it will disperse.

Yukimura's good attitude made it useless for Coach Saito, who was full of confidence and wanted to do psychological counseling, so he could only go back silently and write a long series of training plans for the first army.

The competition is getting better and better. From the beginning, no one cares about Xingcun, and his name is unknown, and now he is famous and sought after by everyone. It's only two days.

On the contrary, Atobe often looks up foreign media reports on Yukimura on the Internet with great interest, and reads a few words to him from time to time.

"They even found out about your three consecutive champions in junior high school. What else is there to interview with your reliable teammates..." Atobe couldn't help laughing, "It's really not gorgeous."

He said it was not gorgeous, but Atobe was still very happy in his heart.

No one knows better than him how radiant Yukimura is.He was not reconciled to Yukimura being a dusty pearl.His essence already has a light that is more dazzling than diamonds, so why cover it up?

"If you can beat Lawrence from Switzerland in the semi-finals, then you will meet Heinrich from Germany in the next final." Liu seriously analyzed the situation. "This time, Heinrich's performance in the freshman group was as eye-catching as yours. And he is thoughtful, although his current tennis skills may be slightly inferior to Demirian's. Of course, this is also related to his burly figure. , but I am more optimistic about him in the future.”

Liu's analysis was clear and logical, and he accidentally swayed to the player he liked.

Yukimura couldn't help but laugh.

"It seems that in order to compete with Renji, your favorite Heinrich, I must not relax in the semi-finals."

As soon as Yukimura finished speaking, Liu nodded immediately: "Anyway, that's all I want to say, Seiichi, you just have to know what's in your mind."

The semi-finals arrived as scheduled.

At the venue of more than ten thousand people, there are huge crowds.

For the first time, Yukimura heard the cheers belonging to "Yukimura" when he came out.

"It's Yukimura's name." Irie rubbed his curly hair, "I'm really envious."

Tokugawa, who was sitting next to him, didn't speak, but the light in his eyes was unbelievably bright.

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"You are a very strong opponent." Lawrence is an elegant Swiss. After experiencing Yukimura's strength, he is full of praise for this young man who is younger than himself. "Come on in the final, I hope you can win the sea. Inrich."

"Thank you for your encouragement." Yukimura shook hands with his opponent politely.

The first army outside the field also cheered.

Although they all regret that they are not the one standing on the field, Yukimura is already worthy of the pride of all of them for being able to get to where he is today.

"Yukimura! Yukimura! Yukimura!..."

The cheers were deafening.

Yukimura listened to the voice, and let the endless applause go straight to the depths of his heart and soul.

I am back!

His heart was telling him.