God of Tennis

May.

March can say spring has come.

It's completely spring in April.

Beyond that, under the May sky, when the weather began to warm, a number of athletes were sweating on a green coat.

Beep, beep! Peek! Peek!

“Don't you run fast?! Lee Hyun-woo, Han Woo-jin! Tick-tock, tick-tock, or I'll give you 10 more round-trips! ”

“Yes, sir! ” ”

Athletes were just running back and forth between their coats. The more simple the training, the greater the health consumption. It was because there was no such thing as tricks.

And if you've ever played tennis, you know, your coat is surprisingly wide. I don't know if I can jump as hard as I can, but I have to take four or five steps to get from one end of my coat to the other.

It was inevitable that Han Woo-jin, who had undergone lower body weight training in the morning, and Lee Hyun-woo, who had been weak since his usual physical strength, had slowed down.

“Phew...! Phew...!"

Physical strength is closely related to mental strength. It's not about fundamentalism, it's about logic. Your strength will soon be enough to endure the pain of your muscles and breathing. Hanwoojin and Lee Hyun-woo continue without stopping.

I teased Stan.

Then Lee Hyun-woo's feet got tangled.

“Ugh...! ”

When Lee Hyun-woo fell from his shoulders onto his coat, Han Woo-jin, who was running round and round in the same coat, approached and reached out his hand.

“Hyun Woo, are you okay? ”

“Hmm... My ankle hurts a little. ”

Lee Hyun-woo, who woke up holding Han Woo-jin's hand, slightly knelt his right ankle. It was likely that the ligaments on the ankle side that were overweight lost their balance were damaged. When I saw the two of them stopping round trip, the director jumped up and asked.

“Lee Hyun-woo, Han Woo-jin! What's going on?”

“Director, I think Hyun has a slight ankle injury. ”

“What? Take off your shoes and socks. ”

Lee Hyun-woo's glabella frowned, taking off his shoes, according to the director. It seemed to be painful even when I took off my shoes. Then, as I lowered my socks, red swollen ankles appeared. It wasn't just a friction. Oh, no.

It seemed to be inflamed a lot.

“Hanwoojin, take Hyun to the medical bay. And when you get there, move on to your schedule. Okay?"

“I understand.”

“Lee Hyun-woo, don't do anything nonsense and get into bed and rest. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir. ”

The tribute director insisted on returning to his position, and Lee Hyun-woo slowly walked away, placing his weight on Han Woo-jin's shoulders. I felt no pain every step I took to walk on my own feet.

“I'm sorry, Woojin. This is how I spend my time. ”

“No problem. I have to go weigh again anyway... ”

Han Woo-jin's face turned paler than Lee Hyun-woo who was injured. Upon his return, Hanwoojin's ability to move according to the previous supervisor's hard schedule grew rapidly, but left a significant trauma to the mental faculties. I don't know what a real professional is.

It felt like an experience.

“Haha, that's how much I'm counting on you. Much better than before. Good luck."

“Yes, you're taking care of yourself. ”

When they arrived in front of the medical room, they said a brief hello and broke up. Han Woo-jin took out the daily schedule that he always put in his pocket.

2006. 5.12

…

17: 00 Weight Training

18: 30 4 Formula (See Tablet)

20: 30 Practice Match

22: 00 5 Formula (see the Diet Tablet)

23: 30 Pm

“You're tight.... ”

It was a timetable for sighing. Han Woo-jin added more and more each day, but not less and less.

Perhaps everyone has written a life plan when they take a vacation in middle school or high school. Six to eight hours of study per day, 30 minutes of rest, one hour of exercise… the ideal timetable that can literally only be done in your head. Anyone who's ever made one of those plans

It is also known that keeping tickets is almost impossible.

This timetable contained the absurd timetable in minutes. Bedtime, diet, and training plans are all in order.

Weight training with personal trainers and a thousand-g serving of nutrients. They were all prestigious things for celebrity athletes, but after experiencing them, hell was no different.

* * *

“Lord, I'm going to die...”

Afternoon cable exercises followed by a lower complex routine leading to a squat grass lunge in the morning were enough to completely eliminate Hanwoojin's gin.

Hanwoojin took out the paper he had brought with his shivering finger due to his lack of strength.

“Your next schedule... is dinner again? I'm hungry, though. ”

No matter how hard I tried, my stomach was empty just 4 hours ago. The body was demanding nutrition for extreme fitness consumption, even though the amount was not high. Han Woo-jin did not know, but the meal interval on the schedule was very efficient.

His meals were made five to six times at nearly three, four hour intervals. Meals in moderate and frequent amounts increase metabolic efficiency. It is because there are few extra calories left and it also helps the absorption rate of nutrients.

He howls like a zombie in the midst and barely reaches the restaurant.

However, Han Woo-jin, who came to the restaurant, moved his shaky legs and gave out a plate containing food that she looked at him with sad eyes.

“Thank you…. ”

“Take care of yourself. If you didn't have to go to the hospital, why are you rolling so hard? ”

“Haha...”

There was nothing to say back. Hanwoojin simply smiles, accepts the plate and heads to his seat. Whether it was time for the other players to eat, there were surprisingly many people inside the restaurant. Han Woo-jin, who had no business other than eating, moved to the window.

However, there was a voice that caught his footsteps.

“Woojin!”

“… Hyun Woo, is your leg okay? ”

Lee Hyun-woo, who had a bandage on his leg, was waving his hand at him. Instead of going towards the window, Han Woo-jin turned to the table where Lee Hyun-woo was sitting.

“Some ligaments have grown. I've been told to rest for a month, but I'm afraid I won't be going to the competition this year. ”

“Brother…”

“No, thank you. I'm going to play the tank this time. I didn't see you for a while tomorrow, so I just wanted to say hi. ”

Lee Hyun-woo cheerfully said. But I don't know if I feel as good as you say I do. A full quarter of rest for the player was a deadly blow.

Especially for tennis players, it is said that they have to spend three times as much time as fifty to make the original condition of the game. For one month, they have to work on restoring the condition. Han Woo-jin hasn't suffered a day or two since he was taken care of for three weeks.

Silver.

“Woojin, when are you scheduled for the competition? I could go cheer you on. ”

“Well... I don't think it's open cod. I have a training schedule until then. ”

Hanwoojin received a thick pile of paper from his former director as soon as his injury was healed and he returned to the company.

- What's all this?

- Yes, the training schedule. Some idiot was busy for three weeks, so I squeezed it a little tighter. You're not going to die, so you might as well try.

- No, good luck with that. Are you sure this is the right one?

At that time, a drop of cold sweat flowed through Hanwoojin's back waters, which he glanced at. It didn't look like a tennis player's training plan, it looked like it had been written by any major corporation.

The schedule received with the start of April was written by 30 June. It also meant that Han Woo-jin was not going to attend the Daegu Open on June 16.

“Um... So, Ahn-dong Futures? I thought it was July 11-26. ”

“Maybe that's what I think... I don't know, because I'm going as you say. ”

Han Woo-jin and Choi Yeon-Hyuk are treated specially. It was already confirmed inside the NK fleet. At first, there were many disagreements, including the timing, but when athletes who saw Han Woojin's mollusk and Choi Hyuk's history were being evacuated differently every day, they were amazed.

The color gradually disappeared.

Moreover, unlike other athletes, they left the competition entirely to the choice of the former director. It was also a natural course of action because everything from travel to support was on the NK side, but in a certain sense, it was a significant loss of athlete's freedom.

It could also be called an action.

“I heard that Yeonhyuk is going to open Daegu this time. You two don't seem to want to stick together. ”

“… Well, of course. ”

The well-bred people are facing each other, so winning is not only a semi-winning battle, but a huge loss if they get sloppy. Probably scatter them to other competitions around the same time.

Han Woo-jin closed his eyes chewing the dry chicken breast that was lying on the plate for no reason. Choi Yeon-hyeok, they never met after that day. The extent to which each other's training schedules are kept meticulously is to pass by the hallway and greet each other? Frequency of meeting

Instead, the determination burns.

‘Does he feel like this now? ’

The perfectly managed weight training and diet transformed Han Woo-jin's body more strongly. Increased stats alone add up to 20. He had never imagined that this kind of increase in physical ability would take place in just two months.

We wait. We are confident that if we encounter each other again, we will not come up with the same unilateral strategy as last time.

Tough chicken is crushed between the molars, and letters and numbers are spread in Han Woojin's head. After the contest with Choi Yeon-hyeok, Han Woo-jin realized that he could only see his abilities without a racket.

Hanwoojin

Strength 56/HP 58/Agility 48

HP 1305/2320 SP 530/530

Forehand: 9/20

Backhand: 7/20

Sub-Level: 12/20

Bali Level: 7 of 20

Smash Level: 9/20

Dropshot Level: 5 of 20

Robe Level: 4 of 20

Special Skill: Sparrow (Sub)

I strongly twisted the spoon that Hanwoojin was holding while looking at the status window.

Screaming.

Place the spoon on the table. The spoon that had just been in Hanwoojin's hands was bent from the point where the thumb and forefinger touched. In the sport of swinging rackets, grip is a very basic and important area.

The body was made first.

It was time to prepare for the match.

End of Contest # 1

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