God of Tennis

Mets, the city of Lauren, France.

Above the tennis court at the Mets Open where the preliminary competition was happening, two athletes were struggling. One of the two athletes scored by hitting the ball as hard as he had the most history.

Bam!

“Yeonhyeok Choi's game! ”

Choi Yeon-Hyuk's match was held in front of Han Woo-jin, just like yesterday.

He was leading the game with no difficulty in winning points. The opponent, Nigerian, has neither touched nor stepped on Choi Hyuk, who boasted a fictional, non-Asian character.

Hanwoojin was just thinking about watching the competition. It was about the power of the slug that I realized during yesterday's practice. I wouldn't have thought so deeply if it were just usable.

‘Dangerous technology. ’

That was all Hanwoojin's assessment of the slug. It was not a danger to myself. The ball becomes dangerous to the target. It was not a matter of losing points, it was too likely that injuries would occur.

Smash is a technique that pulls speed and power from the top down.

The problem was in orbit, not in the power of the sphere. The essence of Smash is that it aims for a place where the opponent cannot receive due to its obvious trajectory compared to fast imprisonment.

But the slug was the exact opposite. The user plunges itself into the opposing Pokémon's feet in any direction.

“... Phew. ”

He lets out a sigh. I had to.

This was the principle of the slug that I learned in the brief exercise that took place after yesterday's meal.

The slug is a smash that subtly misses the point of impact. The ball that had to go in a straight line originally was skewed by the angle of the wrist. That meant getting away from the Sweet Spot in the other person's racket.

‘That's why they stay hurt. ’

The ball hit easily exceeds 180 km/h per hour. Strong hits like Sub or Smash rarely surpass 200.

However, athletes were able to hit the ball with a racket of less than 300g because they hit the ball thoroughly in the center of the racket. The mesh centre, composed of a strong string, absorbs all the physical forces carried on the ball and bounces back.

It's called a sweet spot, and hitting the ball is the beginning of tennis.

Slug was a vicious technique aimed at its foundation. Just a few centimeters of change in trajectory just before reaching the racket leaves the burnt spot. The ball hits the perimeter of the mesh, plunging a tremendous amount of physical force into the target's wrists and fingers.

How can you sail without getting hurt?

“Too useful a problem. ”

Definitely a powerful ball. Smash is the wisest way to get it underneath as long as it reads orbit. There was no reason to wait for the ball to bounce in front of his feet. The majority of athletes attempting an understroke are in a 'slug’ bucket.

I knew you'd get hurt.

And how many athletes will be clutching their wrists.

His concern was there. Hanwoojin may have sent all of his opponents to the hospital if he had used the slug because it was not cheating anyway.

I never thought I'd have to worry about two special skills.

It was something I hadn't even thought of. He looks at the notification window that popped up after he learned the slug and recalls the memory of kicking his tongue.

[You have learned two special skills. Starting with the following special skills, the acquisition value will be adjusted to 15.]

I didn't want to have a special skill when I was 10, so I didn't expect this limit. It was a bit of a shame for him to want to improve even a day early. Hanwoojin's ears heard the voice of the referee as he spent time thinking meaningless thoughts.

“Set won by Yeonhyeok Choi! Score 62!”

“You've already won a set? ”

It was too fast.

Hanwoojin frowned. The sooner Choi Yeon-Hyuk finishes the match, the sooner his game will be over. I wanted to rest for at least five more minutes because of yesterday's fatigue. I was also concerned about the slug that was going through my head.

But will the situation only go as well as it should. Choi Hye Hyuk quickly won even two sets of 62 scores.

* * *

Shortly after the game of Choi Yeon-hyeok, there was time to clean up the coat. Choi Hyuk, who won the victory cheerfully, waved his hands excitedly, looking at Han Woo's side. Han Woo-jin, who had been pushed 20 minutes more than he anticipated, even had his hands full.

‘No offense to the way you're acting. ’

The unpleasant pace of youthfulness tires us of this type of human being. Hanwoojin roughly waved his hand and got up from his seat.

It was time for the third round.

When he reaches the court, the opponent is already standing in front of the Judge. In the head of Han Woo-jin holding the racket, the sentence always came to mind.

Herbert Wesley

Strength 54/HP 55/Agility 53

HP 1880/2200 SP 510/510

Forehand: 8/20

Backhand: 8/20

Sub-Level: 8/20

Bali Level: 7 of 20

Smash Level: 6/20

Drop Shot Level: 7 of 20

Robe Level: 7/20

Special Skill: None

‘Is it OK?’

Hanwoojin assesses the opponent by clearing out the intricately twisted head. Herbert looks like he can win. It was not as high in stats and skills as Daniel, and according to my research yesterday, my career was also short. I'm not bad at it.

It was, but it wasn't good.

Unlike Han Woo-jin, a shell only rookie, he was a real new player. A young athlete who has not yet flowered properly. However, the first and second battles were broken through.

“Player Ready! ”

Cointos' result was Hurbert's victory.

Hulbert glances at him and grabs the sub. Unlike Han Woo-jin, who had no attachment, he was an unstable athlete. The brown patchwork shakes anxiously.

“Testing Han on my right! Hulbert Wesley on my left! Hulbert to serve! ”

Both athletes were in their own positions. Hubert raises the ball high. This is a clear overhead serve preparation.

Love All (0: 0)! Play! ”

Herbert throws the ball away, leaving a small gap behind. I was playing too politely, no one would blame me for throwing the ball so fast. Well, I had nothing to lose as Han Woo-jin. It was not difficult for the target to play the textbook as it is.

Bam!

The sub flew across the court sharply. Hanwoojin sighed deeply as he saw the ball hitting the expected spot. It's not fast, it's not changing. It was too obvious.

‘I don't know how I got up to the third place. Was he very lucky? ’

Bam!

The racket hits the ball before the bounce is over. The ball hits the side line of the Hulbert and leaves the coat. It was a perfect return ace.

“Love Fifteen (0: 15)! ”

“Tsk!”

Herbert shrugs his shoulders as if shrinking from that intense single blow. The opposing Pokémon can only be motivated to show off their appearance like that. Han Woo-jin looked closely at Hulbert's face.

There was a boy with freckles that remained strong.

Eighteen, maybe 19 at the most? Maybe this competition was right after the debut. No matter how I looked at it, I didn't look familiar with the competition.

‘I can't let you do that. ’

Hanwoojin coldly observed Hubert's sub. He flies a flat sub in the same orbit, either stunned or confused by the return.

In the professional world, it was no different than sticking your neck out. Relieved of the game going easier than expected, Han Woo-jin scored a second return ace.

“Love Thirty (0: 30)! ”

The experience of the competition is important not only because know-how or tricks stick. Whatever aspects of the game, the experience was necessary to have a mental response to it calmly. It was not enough for Hulbert now.

He lightened his complexion directly to the second successive Ace of Return. The next serve didn't even seem to have time to think about how to fly. It was a matter before physical or technical. Herbert was too vulnerable to mental surfaces.

I don't know who the agent is or who the director is, but sending a kid like this on an ATP tour unsupervised.

Hanwoojin kicks his tongue at Hubert, who is completely in panic. They were hopeless.

Perhaps this match would have left him traumatized. When the preliminary round comes to the third round, the audience that was a little empty will also enter, and if the embarrassment reaches out in the league around ATP, they will be afraid to lift the racket.

“Hulbert! ”

Eventually, the judge decided to rush him.

There was a literal vicious cycle going on. Otherwise, Hulbert's menthol, which was at the edge of the cliff, was shaken even further by the referee's urging. A shaking racket strikes the ball.

Screw you!

Fault!

The serve did not cross the net and fell over Hulbert's coat. The wobbly Mental has even reduced the precision of the serve. Hubert tries to serve again, but the clumsy spin touches the end of the net.

“Fault! ”

This wasn't Han Woo-jin winning.

Hulbert was just destroying himself.

'I can't help it.'

Han Woo-jin waited for the next sub, halfway through the racket. Fortunately, this time it came over the net and into the service coat.

Though lightly returned, of course.

“Han Test Game! ”

They took a step to change their coat. Hulbert's lips, which are walking across the net, are blurry. Excessive tension caused the blood to escape from your face. What the hell are you doing with a kid like this?

Hanwoojin sighed and accepted the ball for the first time. Hulbert was braked as soon as he grabbed the sub. There was no possibility of braking his sub-game.

However, Han Woo-jin did not lose his strength. Although I did not feel the need to use the sparrow, the restraints and angles of the sub itself were maintained thoroughly.

Paan!

“Fifteen Love (15: 0)! ”

The sound of the ball hitting the racket and the knocking of the coat echoes simultaneously, no matter how sharp it is. The halfway charmed Hulbert wasn't capable of reacting.

Hanwoojin was not yet aware, but his stat was one step up from the start of the Mets Open. Stronger than when you fought Fabian, and more agile than when you fought Daniel. Even if Herbert were intact, it would not have been a battle.

Bam!

The second ball sharply bent to take a picture of the center of the service coat and bounced. Perfectly spinned drive serve. It was a legitimate trajectory that would appear in textbooks, both for internet lectures and for posting.

“Thirty Love (30: 0)! ”

The Service Ace continued. The third was a glamorous turn at the Topspin serve. The ball bounces around as if it were checking every move.

The ball could be counteracted even if it had been a little cold, but Hulbert's racket could not even touch the ball.

Forty Love (40: 0)! ”

The game was almost over. Han Woo-jin decides to concentrate on Celia, giving up her ability to face her opponent. If it's going to collapse here, it's going to collapse somewhere. Anyone who moves towards his dream is bound to stand in the way of others.

Nothing.

The last serve of the game 2 flew at a terrifying speed.

Bam!

Straight trajectory, flat. Balls over 200 kilometers an hour were visible only more rapidly, in contrast to the previous topspin.

The ball protrudes as if it were running away from Herbert. It was the perfect Service Ace, calculated up to the Bound direction.

“Han Test Game! ”

The score is 02.

If you're lucky, it's a good thing, but Han Woo-jin is drowning somewhere.

Reduction in system compensation due to the train was random.

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