Seiichi: Please call me God

Ten years ago, he traveled across the ocean and came to this completely strange country. He didn't speak English very well, and with long unruly hair, he looked no different from ordinary street gangsters.However, his US Open debut later became a witness to history.No one has conquered this trophy at such a young age.

- He is a legend.

Perhaps in another five, ten, or even 20 years, there will be more legendary figures appearing in this turbulent tennis world.But no matter what kind of successor there is, his name will always be remembered, the man who swept the entire tennis world like a gust of wind and then disappeared dramatically.His name is Echizen Minamijiro.

If you don't remember his name, remember that he was from the East - the Samurai.

Yukimura in the players' lounge is checking his racket.Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in." As soon as Yukimura finished speaking, the door was opened.

Atobe looked at him with a familiar Zhang Yang smile.

"Xiaojing." Yukimura's smile became brighter and brighter.

"You have been preparing for this game for a long time, and I am looking forward to your overthrowing the samurai on the field." The smile on the corner of Atobe's lips was firm and sincere, "Then, let's go all out for the battle of revenge, Seiichi."

Yukimura smiled and nodded, "I'm quite vengeful~"

Atobe couldn't help but mourn for Echizen Nanjiro.Such a narrow-minded and scheming opponent is not easy to deal with.However, his smile seems to be more and more gloating. Behind the smile is his deep trust in Yukimura.

Finally, the game begins.

The moment he saw Yukimura on the opposite side of the net, the carefree smile on Echizen Nanjiro's face disappeared rarely, and was replaced by an inexplicable complexity.He squinted his eyes and looked at the young man who was smiling calmly and handsomely.He has wanted to bring him to the world stage more than once.And he finally came, bombarding the entire tennis world with such powerful energy.Echizen Minamijiro doesn't know what kind of changes such a dynamic new blood will bring, but he is willing to be a witness.

He clenched the racket tightly, and for the first time felt that he was a bit old in front of the tall and straight figure of the young man.

His speed remains agile and his technique remains impeccable.But when he had no opponent for a long time in the tennis world, his heart to fight for hegemony had already been extinguished.So he left the tennis world to concentrate on training his successor.

But when a warrior puts down his weapon, is he still a warrior?No, the samurai who laid down his arms grows old in the passing days.

But at this moment, Echizen Nanjiro's heart began to boil with long-lost enthusiasm.

In half a year, Yukimura Seichi, how much have you grown?Show me unreservedly.

Under the sharp eyes of the samurai, Yukimura did not give in.He raised the racket in his hand: "Are you ready? Samurai."

Blatant provocation, high-spirited declaration, this is Yukimura Seiichi who shows his sharpness.This is Seiichi Yukimura whose light cannot be blocked.Once he stands on this stage, he won't back down!

"Okay!" Echizen Minamijiro just raised the corners of his mouth and shouted out the word "Okay", and then showed the same signature expression as Echizen Ryoma, condescending.

The smoke on the field was finally ignited.

At the beginning, the two sides were fiercely surfing the Internet.Without leaving any gaps for the opponent, strict defense and close attack are two diametrically opposed styles, but at this moment, they are mixed together.

"I was shocked when I saw Yukimura's illusion effect in the national competition before. I didn't expect that today's samurai can still move so sharply." Liu said slowly, looking at Sanada beside him who didn't even look sideways.

Atobu folded his arms around his chest, and frowned slightly, but he didn't look worried.

This is a contest between the new king and the retired king.Echizen Minamijiro changed his usual image of a carefree uncle, and became serious without losing his edge.

Yukimura is no less inferior to Echizen Minamijiro.He defuses all the opponent's tricks one by one, with ease, and he can easily catch them.

However, Echizen Nanjiro is worthy of being a veteran with many years of experience.He left tennis at his best because there were no more opponents there.A samurai who no longer has an opponent will eventually become dull due to lack of tempering of flesh and blood.Echizen Minamijiro didn't want that.However, the two sons raised, no matter Echizen Ryuya or Echizen Ryoma, it is difficult for them to arouse Echizen Nanjiro's desire to conquer. For so many years, only the match with Yukimura has aroused his interest.

However, the current Yukimura is completely different from that time.

He does lack experience in major competitions. Even if he has participated in the Australian Open, it cannot hide the fact that he lacks experience.However, Echizen Minamijiro is different. His biggest trump card is his own judgment of the timing of the game.

This keen sense of tennis made him invincible in that era.

And now, this kind of method was once again put on Yukimura in the same way.

"Beautiful smash!" Liu shook his head, "As expected of a warrior who has been famous for many years. The trick just now, if he wants, can completely control the 360-degree rotation of the ball. It is not surprising that Jingshi lost points."

Liu's thoughts were exactly what Yukimura thought. The outcome between him and Echizen Nanjiro was close to five or five, and he had no intention of falling into the trap.

The scorching atmosphere made the entire arena sultry.

Yukimura wiped the sweat off his brow, looked at the energetic samurai opposite with a solemn expression, and had countless thoughts in his mind, but in the end, it only turned into a kick-off.

"Wow!" Many audience members stood up instantly.

The moment the ball touched Echizen Nanjiro's racket, he suddenly threw it vertically, drew a beautiful straight line, disappeared in mid-air, and then fell mysteriously on the white line behind Echizen Nanjiro.

"An incredible goal!" Sanada couldn't help standing up, with a long-lost look of blood on his face.

Tracebu pursed his lips, his gaze deepened a little.At this moment, Yukimura, who was holding a racket on the court, was so powerful and brilliant.Just separated by the distance of the auditorium, he felt that there was a close distance between them.how terrible. ...how frightened he was.If the Son of God returns to his own sky, can he still hold his right hand?

Echizen Minamijiro raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, then put the racket on his shoulder, and walked back to the backcourt seemingly confidently.

Yukimura raised his vigilance and was not easily confused by Echizen Nanjiro.

Sure enough, in the next second, he realized that his intuition was correct.

"The limit of seamlessness!"

The audience present are all senior tennis fans, and more than half of them have watched the Samurai at its peak.At that time, he used this stunt with almost no dead ends to push others to the end of the cliff.

The winner is often the one who has the last laugh.Echizen Minamijiro wondered if he would be that person.But he knew that if he didn't devote 120% of his energy to dealing with Yukimura, a difficult opponent, it was very likely that he would really become a stepping stone for the back waves to step on.

Just now, Yukimura's vertical serve scored a point without any suspense, and Echizen Nanjiro used a powerful space-time pause to win back.

"Little ball, stopped in the air!"

"It's amazing! It's amazing!"

In an instant, the field suddenly became quiet.

Echizen Nanjiro narrowed his eyes, his invincible figure merged with the man from many years ago.Although, he cut off his long hair and developed wrinkles.

But he was still the samurai, the man who terrified his enemies.

Yukimura exhaled, and his blank mind instantly calmed down.When the ball was stagnant in midair just now, his thinking was chaotic.Obviously, he has seen so many unbelievable or even exaggerated stunts, but none of them can make him feel terrified for a moment.There is no opponent, so Yukimura Seiichi has a feeling of being stared at by Mori's cold snake eyes.

Echizen Nanjiro in the state of selflessness seems to have opened a plug-in, and the various moves are overwhelming.

Yukimura was able to do a job with ease at first, but gradually began to get tired.

"Seichi's accuracy has decreased," Yanagi said after Yukimura's first serve error.

Sanada nodded, and at the same time, his brain began to work rapidly and began to think.

"As expected of Echizen Nanjiro." The high school students behind him sighed in unison.They looked at each other with horror and reverence in their eyes.

What's shocking is that this man is very familiar with such a stunt, and he can do it at his fingertips.It is admirable that despite his retirement for many years, Echizen Nanjiro's level is still hard to come by.

Perhaps only Yukimura, who is an opponent, can experience more complex content beyond these two emotions.

Echizen Minamijiro's flamboyant smile was as dazzling as sunlight.Yukimura covered his eyes with his right hand, always feeling like he couldn't bear to look directly.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Yukimura's actions, the audience outside the venue were a little puzzled.

Only Atobe, who has a tacit understanding with him, couldn't help laughing.But he also relaxed a little in his heart. Since Jingshi made such a move, it means that he has a way to deal with it, doesn't it?

Yukimura's movements were stereotyped and standard, as if the mistake of a serve and the return of the ball to the net just now were just everyone's illusion.

Echizen Nanjiro still used all kinds of tricks with great enjoyment.However, it wasn't until the end of the round that he gradually noticed something strange.

"From just now, it's the same posture for returning the ball." Shiraishi was a little surprised. "Is it some kind of field?"

"No, it's just an appetizer." Atobe stroked his tear mole, and his smile became brighter.

"It feels like Yukimura is playing a big game of chess." Shiraishi touched his head, "Ah la la, my IQ is not enough."

Everyone looked at him silently, with the same expression in their eyes, "You only found out today."

Shiraishi hit the finger.

Naturally, it was impossible for Yukimura to hide Echizen Nanjiro's actions easily.

"Not bad, the same movement, you can alternately use light balls and heavy balls, people can't tell the strength. But do you really think such a simple move can deal with me?" Echizen Nanjiro muttered and laughed One sound, meaning unknown.

Yukimura smiled without saying a word.

After reaching a stalemate in the fifth game, Yukimura decisively took the initiative to attack.

smash!smash!smash!

Powerful smashes became the main theme of this game.

Echizen Nanjiro hardly bothered to move, Yukimura returned the ball very smoothly, except that it was a little stronger.

Next, Yukimura's technical flow big move began to confront Echizen Nanjiro's seamless limit.Although his understanding of the realm of selflessness is not as good as that of Echizen Minamijiro, fortunately, he has teammates who are good at various stunts. Under the influence of day and night, the talented and intelligent him has already mastered it, which is far better than Kirihara's imitation.

All the members of Lihai University did not know this until today.

"The minister is using my irregular serve!" Kirihara stared in the eyes.

"My iron pillar hit." Marui was depressed, "Is the upgraded version so easy for the minister to learn?" Circled.

"Looks like I'm luckier." Kuwahara touched his head, anyway, he never had any unique skills.

Liu Sheng's glasses reflected light.

In the evenly matched confrontation, no one thought that the first one to lose would be Echizen Nanjiro.

But the racket in his hand had slipped so conspicuously on the hard ground.

"So that's how it is." Echizen Nanjiro looked at the falling racket and suddenly felt enlightened, "That's not a simple light-heavy ball at all. It seems that I underestimated the enemy. You won't do useless work at all. First use the light-heavy ball to paralyze Me, plus all kinds of rotations to increase the burden on my wrist, plus all kinds of powerful smashes. The only thing you didn't expect is that I can persist until now."

Yukimura smiled leisurely, clasped his hands together: "Who knows? But..." His expression became serious: "I still have a lot of ideas."

Echizen Nanjiro froze in place at first, then patted Yukimura on the shoulder boldly: "It's a pity that I was no longer your opponent at that time."

"won by Yukimura, 7-6."

After the referee's voice fell, Echizen Nanjiro shrugged helplessly, and shook hands with Yukimura friendly: "It seems that I was careless. There are opponents like you, and your opponents are very lucky."

Yukimura smiled: "My opponents are also my best teachers."

Echizen Minamijiro nodded.

The teenagers outside the stadium jumped out of the auditorium excitedly and surrounded Yukimura.

"Let's go to the final battle!"

The excited voices of the teenagers echoed in the sky for a long time.