God of Tennis

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Bam!

A serve that flew into Hanwoojin's racket flew in a straight line and was plugged into the service coat. I didn't think it would be straight at the beginning, or Lee Jin-seop gave me the first point without moving a step.

“15: 0! ”

Whether he received the ball throwing from the outskirts, Han Woo-jin regained his position. He saw that the first serve had gone in without any problems and was sure.

Win! Overwhelming! ’

Even though he wasn't a famous athlete, Han Woo-jin had been a pro for 10 years, and returning to a young body at the age of 23 did not completely erase his experience. Now he was stronger than ever before.

Raise the ball again. It's just a simple overhead stroke, but the serve is the most basic of tennis.

And Han Woo-jin was confident that he wouldn't lose to anyone by default.

Bam!

“Damn...! ”

This time it was Lee Jin-seop who started running as soon as Han Woo-jin hit the ball, but it was faster for the ball to bounce off his coat than for him to set foot on the service coat. Second Service Ace.

“30: 0! ”

The user makes it easy for the target to receive even a sub. When you get a rough look at Han Woo-jin's serve, you'll lose this third game. From physical ability to technology, Lee Jin-seop's defeat was determined.

The successive sub tapped the service coat left and right. Lee Jin-seop, who had been robbed of one game without even touching his hands, was stunned with a stunned face.

“Game Hanwoojin! ”

“Heave-ho!”

How long has it been since I've won like this? It was not a cheerful game for Hanwoojin who managed to make a small difference and win. I was cheerful because I felt like I was losing weight for 10 years, literally.

And there was a sound that sounded like a blessing to Han Woo-jin.

[Overwhelming Play! For the first time ever, the Service Ace alone will increase your Sub-Level by 1.]

[Overwhelming Play! For the first time ever, you get 1 random stat point for winning a game without a score.]

Hanwoojin's body, which was clenching his fist because he was excited. The status window reappears in his head.

Hanwoojin

Strength 48/HP 45/Agility 40

HP 1730/1800 SP 320/320

Forehand: 9/20

Backhand: 4 of 20

Sub-Level: 9/20

Bali Level: 3 of 20

Smash Level: 7 of 20

Special Skill: None

Did you level up just because you played a game? Or did you win for the first time? And did anything change? ’

Hanwoojin clenched his fist and made sure nothing was different, but he didn't have anything to know about it. I did not know how the Agility stats of the 1 ascend affected me. Han Woo is checking the status of Lee Jin-seop, who has lost a game in vain.

You grind your teeth while looking at the camp.

“Hey, next game, right? ”

“Oh, I'm sorry. Sure."

Hanwoojin bows his head, even though the opponent speaks harshly, not knowing it's his fault.

And the referee whistled again, confirming that they had agreed to proceed with the next game.

Peek! Peek!

‘This time I serve. Pick it up! ’

Lee Jin-seop slapped Serve as hard as he could while grinding his inner teeth. He had continued his usual weight training and was confident in his strength. Indeed, the ball hit by Lee Jin-seop flew quickly over the net.

But as soon as I knocked the service coat over the net, a shadow was cast in front of him.

Already? ’

A new Hanwoojin stands in front of the Bound Point. The ball that popped out in front of my eyes was like a prepared dinner table. Immediately, the ball was thrown back over Lee Jin-seop's service line and bounced up high.

“0: 15! ”

It was a perfect Rising Stroke.

After Service Ace, Lee Jin-seop's face, which was hit by rising up to Return Ace, turned to mud.

The quick loss of a game to the sub is only if you think the opponent is strong enough to sub. But what if she's strong, too? It was also a receipt enough to return the serve he hit properly to Rising.

In contrast to the decay of Lee Jin-seop's face, who had anticipated defeat, Han Woo-jin's mouth opened unknowingly.

‘Yes, do as you're told! I knew where to find the opponent's sub-projection point! ’

He had just read the trajectory before Lee Jin-seop hit Serve. The result of running against his abilities was truly a great success. Returning Ace to Rising was fantastic, even for yourself.

The following rally was no different from the first game. Even the defeat disappeared, Lee Jin-seop's serve was all raised and returned to the Ace of Return.

In the end, Han Woo-jin succeeded in taking the second game with only 8 strokes. And no matter what, the voice was heard in his head.

[Overwhelming Play! For the first time ever, you will gain 1 Sublevel in return Aces only.]

[Sublevel has reached 10. Special skills will be created.]

[Special Skill ‘Sparrow’ has been created.]

It seemed that returning the serve to rising also increased experience related to the serve. However, you did not lose a single point this time, and you did not win a stat point. Repeating an accomplishment is not rewarding enough or not

I thought so.

Hanwoojin also heard a strange word while thinking that nothing was easy in the world.

Special skills? ’

Sub-Level: 10/20

Special Skill: Sparrow (Sub)

“Sparrow…? ”

It was a technique that reminded me of a pirate somewhere. Before I knew what this technology was, a green tennis ball flew towards Han Woo-jin drawing a parabola. Lee Jin-seop threw the ball at him.

“What?”

“... Let's do it quickly. Looks like you're gonna win anyway. ”

Lee Jin-seop was completely demoralized. He admits his defeat with a black-dead face, and decides to continue the fight to avoid a false accusation. The light lit up for the first time in Han Woo-jin's eyes, looking at him like that.

‘… are you so motivated that you just lost two games? Because they're better than you? ’

He knew his craft well. To a degree that is mediocre, but never more. A player who loses in the absence of a Crystal Hit because he has no personality. So he lived as a non-athlete without winning any domestic competitions.

However, Hanwoojin tried to die until the day he decided to sell the racket when he would become thirty-three. There were days when wrist and elbow joints wore out and they shouldn't have taken painkillers. Overexercised Shoulder

How painful it was again when I put in. Abandonment was an option that we had to choose after doing everything we could.

‘Now that you've given up, let's try to be more thorough. ’

The entrance exam was a testament to the value of the players to the coach and director. More overwhelmingly, the more glamorous winning side would raise the body price of Han Woojin. Remember the deal you made on the worse terms than anyone else.

Now I feel strong in my hands.

‘You're a test subject. ’

Sparrow.

I knew how to use it. I just knew it was natural. Maybe that's the power of the status window in Han Woojin's head.

Hanwoojin threw a tennis ball with his fiercely determined eyes.

* * *

The traditional ceremony saw Han Woo-jin overwhelmingly pressing against Lee Jin-seop and swallowed the needle lightly.

"Not bad. Better than a bunch of crazy pros. ’

Of course I did. Stable serve, footwork, balanced body. There was literally a certain amount of complete movement being immersed in Han Woojin's play.

‘Sub speed 187 km/h. That's good.'

The speed of the sub measured by the speed gun was also significant. It wasn't fast enough, but it was a standard skill with moderate accuracy and speed.

The award-winning ceremony saw Han Woo-jin start hitting the return ace with nothing more than a game of Service Ace again. Maybe I'll find something today.

‘No, not yet. What he's showing us right now is what anyone can do when they gain experience later. ’

It was sharp.

According to the awards director, Han Woo-jin's play was very focused on the basics. The user sticks the target in a hard place and reads and accepts the target's target. It seemed to show the textbook as a direct play.

But in the end, it is only the basics. I can do that even if I bring in a few pros. Even the other idiot who was stunned by his frustration was able to play with a few years of experience.

There was one of the most important elements the sponsor saw to pick the player.

Stars.

‘I need something special. It's hard for anyone to imitate, and it's like you're the only one who can do it. ’

I need something to attract the attention of the public. The industry is characterized by the need for one thing that is more outstanding than a few intermediate performers. Of course, skills are important and reliable odds are important. But they're all in one glamour.

It collapses like a sandcastle in front of a liquor.

Suppose you have a soccer player who usually gets a bad pass. But what if he was better than anyone else and scored as a one-man show in any match? He was named more than the best passer in the game.

I almost had it.

If the awards ceremony had been missed in his career, Han Woo-jin's skills were sufficient to pass. However, there was not enough star to act as a team face or representative.

‘I wish I had something like the guy who took the exam earlier. ’

The awards ceremony thought so, sweeping through the tall man sitting in the waiting seat looking at the testing ground. The guy with the long arms and legs that were 6 inches tall didn't have enough to win the game with an ace of service, so he beat all the returns except the sub to Bali.

He had a scary reflex on a powerful physical, and he was also handsome. Bringing Choi Yeon-hyeok to the top of the class almost filled the audience with female fans every time there was a contest.

The award ceremony, signed by Hanwoojin, which won the second game not too difficult with the return ace, saw him half-expected.

Maybe it'll work out pretty well in the beginning. You could make it to the national competition, eight or four. But that's it. Among the things that Han Woo-jin showed me now, there was nothing more to target. The level that anyone can reach with effort is the world of professionals.

There is no meaning to stand.

After a cold review of the player, Han Woo-jin, as soon as the director was about to take an interest in him, a transition occurred from his coat.

Bam!

“What. What?! ”

The tribute director jumped up and dropped his chair. But no one cared.

Something even more surprising happened on the coat.

End