Prince of Tennis: I, the Son of God, Yukimura Seiichi

#233 - Next is your hearing.



#233 - Next is your hearing.

Just as Q.P. thought.

The instant the tennis ball bounced, Q.P.'s arm adjusted and slammed the tennis ball out!

The tennis ball flew rapidly towards the opponent's court like a shooting star.

Bang! The tennis ball came to Yukimura's feet, and Yukimura hit the tennis ball back with a backhand!

Q.P. ran on the court, aimed at the landing point of the tennis ball, and struck!

At this moment.

The tennis ball touched the net again.

“40:15!”

Lettre, off the court, said in a deep voice as he watched Q.P. swing his racket.

Afterwards, Yukimura served again.

His arm brought a twisting force, slamming the tennis ball out heavily!

The sound of explosions resounded throughout the court!

The tennis ball rushed out quickly like an arrow leaving the string, carrying a huge spin.

Although Q.P. visually saw that this tennis ball had a huge spin.

But his sense of touch disappeared.

As a result, Q.P. couldn't hit the tennis ball properly at all.

Whoosh! After Q.P. swung his racket, the tennis ball flew into the sky with a huge arc.

At this moment, Yukimura didn't move at all.

The tennis ball flew directly out of bounds.

“Game, Neon Team, score 1:0!”

“The two sides exchange courts, Germany's service game!”

At this time, the referee's voice sounded again.

Instantly.

All the spectators were shocked.

“What’s wrong with Q.P.?”

“Why is he making mistakes all the time?”

“Is he injured?”

The spectators' discussion even drowned out the cheering sounds now.

The spectators didn't understand what was happening to Q.P. at this time.

On the court.

Q.P. was not frustrated by losing this point.

He still adjusted his state with a blank expression.

Afterwards.

Da da da! The tennis ball bounced on the ground a few times, and a sharp light appeared in his eyes instantly.

The tennis ball in his hand was thrown high, and then at the instant the tennis ball fell, the strength of his arm suddenly increased.

Clearly visible muscles bulged, and he swung his racket fiercely!

Bang! The tennis ball generated a powerful explosive force at the instant it touched the racket, and bursts of explosions then appeared.

The tennis ball crashed into Yukimura's court without rules, like an uncontrollable beast.

Afterwards.

It accurately smashed on the baseline in the middle of both ends.

Yukimura flashed instantly, came to the landing point, and directly hit the tennis ball back!

Then.

Q.P. didn't hesitate at all and directly hit the tennis ball back again!

“This kid is indeed very talented, he adapted to the play style without touch so quickly.”

Echizen Nanjiro said lightly.

He just felt that Q.P. was very talented.

If he were placed in the world and compared with any player, then Q.P.'s talent and skills would be top-notch.

But compared with Yukimura, it is significantly very ordinary.

“Q.P. is indeed more difficult to deal with.”

In the audience, Amadeus looked at the game and said a little shocked: “But compared with Yukimura…”

Amadeus didn't continue to speak, after all, he was very troubled when facing Q.P.

But facing Yukimura, he could say that he had no confidence at all.

Amadeus just compared Q.P. with himself.

But if he were to compare Yukimura and Q.P., Amadeus would say without hesitation that Yukimura is stronger.

“This is just the beginning.”

Camus said with a solemn expression: “When all five senses are deprived, if Q.P. can adapt, what he faces will only be a greater test.”

Camus still clearly remembered the previous game until now.

So there has always been a sense of fear in his heart.

In the German team.

“It seems that Q.P. has adapted, he can enter the next stage.”

Lettre's eyes had anticipation.

He is now very sure.

It was too good to encounter an opponent like Yukimura before the World Cup started.

After this game, Q.P. will only grow more perfectly.

“Coach, don't be too happy too soon.”

Polk said with a heavy expression: “Yukimura is not as simple as you think.”

On the court.

After the tennis ball returned to Yukimura's baseline.

Yukimura quickly came to the landing point, the speed was so fast that even a phantom appeared.

Then.

At the instant the tennis ball bounced, his arm suddenly exerted force and swung his racket!

Bang! The tennis ball flew out rapidly with an explosive sound, carrying a wisp of visible blue smoke behind the tennis ball's trajectory, and the sound of breaking through the air continued to sound, bringing up an exploding sound from the airflow.

When the tennis ball flew out.

Q.P.'s movements froze in place instantly, and at this time he found that he couldn't hear the sound.

He couldn't hear any sound, so he couldn't judge the strength, spin, and speed of the tennis ball.

Although some information can be known visually.

But now, without the sense of touch and hearing, Q.P. has no way to effectively process the visual information.

Even a perfect quality like him is like this.

After hesitating.

Q.P. still quickly came to the landing point of the tennis ball, and made a judgment based on the last time he heard the sound of the tennis ball.

His arm skillfully used force, and then he smashed the tennis ball!

Sure enough.

The tennis ball touched the net again.

“15:0!”

“30:0!”

“40:0!”

“Game, Neon Team, score 2:0!”

“It appeared again! It was getting better just now.”

“What exactly is wrong with Q.P., he hasn't crossed the net for 4 consecutive balls!”

“What is the German team doing, aren’t they calling a timeout to confirm Q.P.’s condition?”

Q.P. could no longer hear the spectators' discussions at this time.

They didn't know what was wrong with Q.P. at all.

As the pride of the King's German team, why is he making mistakes so frequently?

And at this time, the German team didn't even call a timeout to check Q.P.'s condition.

“It seems that hearing has been deprived.”

Lettre said calmly as he watched Q.P. on the court.

At this time, his thoughts did not change in the slightest.

“Although this will damage the reputation of the German team.”

Polk said with a flat expression: “I think it’s better to take a timeout, coach.”

“There is no need.”

Lettre shook his head: “It should be like this, so that Q.P. can grow faster.”

Seeing Lettre's insistence, Polk didn't speak and continued to look at the game on the court.

“Next, it’s your hearing.”

Yukimura showed a faint smile on his face.

On the court.

Yukimura's service game.

The tennis ball was thrown up, his arm swung, and then he swung his racket!

Bang! The collision between the racket and the tennis ball produced an explosive sound, flying towards the opponent's court like an arrow leaving the string.

At this moment.

Q.P. still hasn't fully adapted.

In the absence of hearing and touch.

Without any hesitation, he flashed to the landing point.

Aimed at the opportunity and precisely hit the tennis ball back!

“Look, I said Q.P. can definitely adapt.”

In the coach's seat, a trace of excitement appeared in Lettre's eyes.

He seemed to have already seen Q.P.'s growth.

At the same time.

The tennis ball flew rapidly towards Yukimura's court like a shooting star.

Yukimura took a step and quickly came to the landing point.

At the instant the racket touched the tennis ball, Yukimura felt the weight of the ball.

At this time, Yukimura knew that Q.P. had already fully adapted to this stage.

He can even start controlling the weight and angle of the tennis ball.

After a brief thought, Yukimura suddenly exerted force and hit a powerful smash.


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