God of Tennis

Looking at the green ball falling from the air, Han Woo-jin had an odd experience.

‘… Is this what special skills look like? ’

The moment he decided to use the Sparrow, Han Woojin's body began to move away from his will. He naturally pulls his right foot back and twists his waist. The grip tightly twists the grip of the racket and squeaks.

When the green ball finally got about 30 centimeters away from his head, Hanwoojin's body rotated at a terrifying speed. He shudders at the end of the stroke, knowing that his wrist snaps in an incomprehensible direction.

Sparrow. Sparrow.

When Hanwoojin first heard the name of this skill, he thought of a regerhead pirating in the sea somewhere. But that guess was greatly missed. The Sparrow is the name of a missile that shot down numerous fighters during the Gulf War.

Hanwoojin's racket launched a green missile that wouldn't be ashamed of its name.

Bam!

Quickly, and to the point you want. Whether to imitate the borrowed guided missile or not, the ball changes course at a frightening speed. Faster than the full sub that Han Woo-jin hit with power even though he didn't fly in a straight line!

‘This... is a special skill! ’

Some of the world's most unparalleled wonder! He used it himself!

In Lee Jin-seop's position to acquire such a skill, it seemed that the ball that flew faster than before had disappeared. He is frightened by the faster ball, but rolls his eyes at the ball, chasing it out of sight.

What, what? Where did he go? '

Green flashes fired by Hanwoojin's racket suddenly twisted his head as he went along a straight line, leaving Lee Jin-seop's sight and hurling him to the ground. Switching to almost 90 degrees! You never know how long it takes to spin a ball like this.

Dah

It was a ball that was hard to prepare even if I knew it beforehand.

Moreover, the ball was bound at a very low angle when viewed from the ground at the same time as being lowered and flew away behind Lee Jin-seop. You cannot receive a receipt unless you know it in advance.

Screw you!

The ball flies at an unbelievable speed and falls to the ground in a net that separates the coat. Lee Jin-seop, who opened his mouth, drooled as he watched the ball roll the floor.

All the fields were quiet for a while. Even the referee couldn't score. He just opened his mouth. The silence was crushed by the tribute director who knocked the chair over.

The coup d 'etang!

“What, what?! ”

He forgot even his usual foul expression and opened his little eyes. Han Woo-jin, who saw his face, smiled as if surprised by the ball he threw.

I don't know about the tribute here, but I would never show it to him before. Likewise, the traditional director is also a gap seen since he was a young man. As soon as he saw Hanwoojin's smile, he immediately turned his face back to normal.

It was an amazing ability to self-manage.

‘… indeed, someone who makes NK products the best means for Korea. ’

The awards ceremony was also the figure who was leading the tennis athlete vigorously ten years later. In the press, I was praised for being the elder who raised Choi Hyuk. Hanwoojin once again recalls a man who once cared for himself but did not exalt him.

You've had your fill of loneliness.

The tribute he could not understand his inner self was shouted out to the quietest and noisy arena.

“Quiet!”

Quiet... quiet... Yong...

The entire indoor tennis court was ringing and echoing. The tribute director, who was made of clubs and clubs, walked aloud and stabbed Hanwoojin in the chest with his index finger and said in a small voice.

“Han Woo-jin, you're in. You don't have to play the rest of the game. And wait until after the exam. Okay?”

“Oh, yes, sir. ”

Hanwoojin knew that he was going to pass, but he was embarrassed that this was the first time he asked me to stay after he finished. As he stumbled upon his reply, he lightly scoured Han Woojin's head to toe, as if he had seen the tribute again.

It was strange to think of him as just a close uncle, rather than a director. On the other hand, I was very happy.

As the ceremony left, looking at Han Woo-jin smiling strangely, he fixed his face and put the racket back in place.

As I turn my head, I see Lee Jin-seop, who has a cotton face, walking towards the exit with his racket. Han Woo-jin turned his head back without much emotion. It's natural to win, lose, and fall in sports. He just won today.

Tomorrow is a world where we don't know who will be defeated.

As Hanwoojin approaches the waiting stone, those who laughed at him turn their heads as one. It was because I didn't think it would be easy to live on this narrow floor if I had chucked with a player like that.

But Han Woo-jin didn't even care about them in the first place. He sat down without thinking much. And that means...

“Hey, Woojin. You're pretty good. ”

“Huh? Oh, thank you. ”

Han Woo-jin was embarrassed and stuttered as Choi Hye Hyuk patted his shoulders. Even if it's not right now, it is the genius who will become the semi-winning winner of Wimbledon. He was someone who had nothing to do with himself. Perhaps the history of the past

I was most likely not even aware that there was a tennis player.

Han Woojin's eyes lit up once, even though he was embarrassed for a moment and didn't know what to say.

What is the status window of a runner-up in the four major world championships?

There was one thing I needed to confirm.

“History, you've already taken the test, right? ”

“Oh, I was worried. I couldn't even unwind because I let go of the other one. ”

I didn't remember, but Han Woo-jin pitied the other side. Choi Yeon-Hyuk was ridiculously strong from the time he joined the company. He was a genius who freely practiced sub-surface, Balinese Balinese Balinese, and Drop to Robe. This is the guy who could have gone pro without joining the team.

I had to say I was just unlucky to face the runway.

Han Woo-jin decided to ask Yeon-hyeok Choi to solve his curiosity.

“I recently broke my racket, but may I take a look at yours? I wasn't sure which product I liked. ”

“Oh, that's why there was no racket?... Well, it's not that good of me, either. I don't care.”

Choi Hyuk listened to his request. Choi Yoon-hyeok brought out the black frame tennis racket from the racket bag that he had left on the floor. Hanwoojin carefully grabs the racket's grip.

I knew it.

As soon as I grabbed the racket, I remembered the state of history in Han Woo-jin's head.

History of Choi

Strength 57/HP 60/Agility 62

HP 2280/2400 SP 640/640

Forehand: 11/20

Backhand: 8/20

Sub-Level: 9/20

Bali Level: 11 of 20

Smash Level: 9/20

Dropshot Level: 8 of 20

Robe Level: 8/20

Special Skills:??, Bali

It's just a monster.

The first thing that hit Han Woojin's head was that idea. She has just raised two sub-levels in a previous match, barely reaching the total skill level of 33. However, Choi's skill level was over 60 in total. In addition to that, physical ability

It was just frightening to see the difference between at least 9 and at most 22.

‘Ha, I wasn't that great. ’

Han Woo-jin caught my mind. Ten years ago, I came back with nothing. I felt like someone had put cold water on me while I was excited by the power that got into my hands. Even at the beginning of his career, he overcomes himself.

He was even ridiculed when he was flattered by a single blow.

‘He said he would give me a chance to repay my efforts. ’

Then let's try. Let's sweat more than 10 years of lost tears. Choi Hyuk played a big role in the awakening of a man without even knowing it. He was just overwhelmed by the way Han Woojin looks at himself with a racket grip.

* * *

The test continued even after Han Woo-jin caused a brief commotion. Crying and laughing, the loser quickly packs up his things and leaves. It wasn't just the NK fleet. It was better to quickly fold my mind and go after other means of good faith.

At the end of the test, the number of people on the test ground was reduced to exactly half. Then the tribute director stood up.

All the applicants who remembered the murmur of the tribute director earlier were slightly nervous. It was natural to be nervous because there was also a boss who was directly with them when they entered the NK Cargo Vehicle.

Only Han Woo-jin was watching the tribute to trim his voice with a smile.

"Why does he keep laughing? ’

The awards ceremony stared at Han Woo-jin with a fat expression and turned his gaze. His speech began as though it was encompassing all the winners.

“As of today, you will be part of an NK-made tennis athlete. Tennis is a sport not yet known to many people in my country. For me, and for you, to the public, to see how much fun and amazing tennis is.

You have an obligation to disseminate. ”

It was formal, but in some sense it was also right. Tennis players, who also had a sponsorship of NK products, were obligated to share their names and actions through active competitive activities. Poor or poor activity

If he did not reach the ranks, he would be expelled after several warnings.

But the award-winning director wasn't talking about that kind of commercial story. He was also the director of NK products, but he was once a young tennis player.

“There are four major competitions in the world. called the Australian Open, the French Open, the British Wimbledon, the American Open. ”

How many of you have tennis as your profession that you don't dream about? All four races were like the polar regions of tennis where the top rankers of the world come out and collide. The highest number of rivers in Korea, even if only 16 or 32 there.

It's Joon's career.

When those who did not know why mentioned the four-major competition tilted their heads, only Han Woo-jin and Choi Yeon-hyeok glared at each other and waited for the words of the tribute.

because one person knew that the current speech would come true.

The other one was the place he had been aiming for.

Soon, the bombing of the tribute fell.

“In the next 10 years, I'm going to build a player to compete in the four major races in this NK Cargo Vehicle. No! Not only will we be participating, but we'll also be creating an award-winning player. I hope that one of you is the main character. ”

A fiercely cold static room filled with intense heat.

All the winners are dumbfounded, their mouths wide open, and the tribute calmly turns around, placing the microphone down. Seeing him leaving, only two men clenched their fists while the other participants were talking nonsense.

And a man has never been like that before.

The man with the fist, Han Woo-jin's eyes lit up vividly.

The dream of giving up came back to him.

End

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