The Prince of Tennis: The Quincy of Rikkai University.

Chapter 282 "The so-called prince is only worthy of kneeling before me"

"Impossible...it's 3-0?"

"Has our prince never won a game until now?"

"Not only will the record be broken, but the score will also be swept? That Japanese player is simply like a devil!"

Outside the tennis court, during the interval between changing venues, the atmosphere in the audience seats was extremely cold, as if falling into an ice cellar.

Most of the audience were fans of the French team, but in the current situation, even the most loyal supporters were silent and unable to utter a word of encouragement.

They were shocked by Yuuki Maya's strong performance.

After a while, the exchange of venues ended.

Maya Yuuki stood at the baseline expressionless, holding a tennis ball, ready to go.

Opposite him, Plans' entire body was covered in sweat.

Panicked and embarrassed, the invisible pressure made his breathing heavy and rapid.

After three games, Plans was desperate to find that he could not see any hope of winning.

In other words, when he looked into the eyes of Maya Yuuki who had opened the rainbow light, he found that he seemed to be staring into the abyss, and his tennis ball looked so childish and ridiculous in front of the other party.

"Is this the limit of your abilities? I am really disappointed."

"Well, I will use this ball to tell you something..."

His tone was still cold, and as the words fell, the tennis ball in his hand flew out of his hand.

The tennis ball flew high up, and at the same time, something strange happened.

The golden light emanated dazzlingly from the cross racket, and then it was aimed at the falling tennis ball and smashed down hard.

Light Hit Ball·Wang Xushan
The black beam of light, like a shock wave, blasted violently towards Plans' face.

The ball speed is not fast and the ball path is very regular.

But this ball was an open trick, and Plans had to take it.

If he doesn't answer, it means that Plans is too cowardly to have the courage to fight Maya Yuuki head-on.

For him, this was more unacceptable than losing.

"I am a prince!"

Totally unable to accept such humiliation, Plans faced the opponent with racket in both hands and a grim expression.

boom

The collision between the racket and the tennis ball produced a loud and dull sound, and Plans gritted his teeth to withstand the impact of the ball.

However, there was no chance to stop it, his racket was instantly pierced by the beam of light, and the tennis ball hit him.

The powerful force immediately knocked Plans back, and his back hit the wall behind him hard, causing countless cracks in the wall.

"prince!"

The French team members stood up in horror and looked over there in panic.

The scene was too cruel. It was the first time they saw Plans being beaten like this in a game.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

An unstoppable cough came from Plans' throat. At this moment, he was bent over and kneeling on the ground, with his hands covering his abdomen, feeling severe pain.

"Do you see the gap between us, you nympho prince?"

Maya Yuuki's voice floated from not far away. Plans looked up slightly and saw the other party looking at him with indifferent eyes.

For this shot, Maya Yuuki had already stopped, otherwise, Plans would have been taken away and sent to the ICU for emergency treatment.

"Don't think, hey, I'll give up!"

Plans picked up the racket that fell beside him, stood up with difficulty and walked into the court. He looked somewhat tragic.

However, the next moment, the black beam of light attacked again mercilessly.

boom

The racket flew high and Plans knelt down again.

But this time, even though he picked up the racket to support his body, he was unable to get up smoothly.

Just as Plans was still trying to stand up, he heard footsteps approaching, and the sound stopped after a few breaths.

He immediately raised his head and looked forward, and saw that it was Yuuki Maya who had walked to the front of the net and stopped, looking down at him condescendingly.

After the two looked at each other, Yuuki Maya said calmly: "You look like a prince now." "You!"

Upon hearing this, Plans' face turned red.

However, these actions seem pale and powerless in the face of the gap in strength.

"Don't get excited, let me tell you one more thing..."

Seeing Plans's stunned expression, Yuuki Maya slowly spoke:

"On the tennis court, no matter if you are an emperor or a so-called prince, you are only fit to kneel before me." (This sentence is not directed at Sanada)

The cold words pierced Plans' heart like a sword.

He vaguely felt that his self-esteem seemed to be splitting and shattering.

Yuuki Maya's expressionless face has been deeply engraved in his heart like an unforgettable nightmare.

Looking at Plans' frightened and angry expression, Yuki suddenly felt a little bored.

In fact, he still has some means that he has not used, but now, it seems that they are no longer necessary.

Returning to the baseline, not bothering to even look at the opponent, Yuuki Maya started serving on her own.

砰

40 is better than 0
砰

"Game, Yuuki is leading, the score is 4-0!"

For the next two balls, Maya Yuuki didn't even use the light shot, but just perfunctorily hit two ordinary shots.

However, Plans failed to catch this serve.

It’s not that he didn’t want to answer it, but he was still kneeling there and didn’t get up.

Was it because of the serious injury that he didn't get up?

Yuki knew very well that he had controlled the strength, and with Plans' physique, he would be able to get up after a short breath.

Moreover, he deliberately slowed down the intervals between his serves, giving enough time.

So, the result was clear and Plans could have stood up and continued the game, but he hesitated.

In other words, he was afraid to continue fighting with Yuuki Maya.

Soon, it was the fifth game.

But Plans still had no intention of entering the arena, and the referee could only ask: "How is Plans doing? Can he continue the game?"

However, there was no response to the inquiry. Plans covered the place where he was hit by the tennis ball, his eyes flickered and he said nothing.

The atmosphere on the court was a little frozen for a moment, but after a moment, the referee issued an ultimatum that if Plans delayed serving, he would be directly declared the loser of the game.

At this time, Camus, who was sitting in the preparation area, sighed slightly and said, "As the captain of the French team, I have failed greatly in my duty today. I will take all the responsibility."

"Captain, you..."

The other members of the French team all looked at Camus in surprise. They all knew very well that the reason they lost the game today had nothing to do with Camus.

The opponent didn't use any tactics in these games, it was purely because of their hard power that they failed to win.

Camus stood up and walked in front of the referee. This was the second time he said this today.

"Referee, we forfeit the singles three match."

In order to preserve Plance's last bit of pitiful self-esteem, Camus decided to let him be the villain.

"Captain, why are you..."

Plans understood what the other man was doing, but he couldn't understand it.

The relationship between the two of them was not so close that Camus would do this for him.

"Why? Because you are the future of the French national team..."

Camus smiled slightly, then leaned over and helped Plans up.

At this moment, the referee's voice echoed throughout the venue.

"The result of the quarter-final match between the French team and the Japanese team is——"

"The Japanese team won three games in a row!"