God of Tennis

Paan!

With a loud noise, the green ball snaps at the blue coat and bounces up. Balls dropped from above the height of an adult male's kidney immediately bounced to a corresponding height.

‘This won't do. ’

Carlos snatches his tongue away from the ball overhead. It was not at all affordable

As soon as the ball was completely out of the coat, the referee declared a score. He pointed to Han Woo-jin with his right arm and said in a loud voice.

“15: 40! Hanwoojin Match Points! ”

Despite Carlos' curious precariousness, the game quickly ran to the end.

It was never because Carlos couldn't get power. Instead, it was because Han Woo-jin started to make a sudden change.

He grabbed the racket while looking at the perfectly restored, or even more, condition. After a slight escape, I felt a good feeling of dehydration along with my hot body.

‘He's a good guy. ’

Hanwoojin saw a foreign fighter preparing to serve across the street. The condition returned faster than I expected. Before the end of only one match, Han Woo-jin recovered from more than ten thousand.

It was closely related to Carlos' performance as well as his style of play. This wouldn't have happened if Carlos had been an up-and-counter player like Han Woo-jin.

But Carlos was a player with style contrary to Han Woo-jin. Instinctive play based on resilient movements has scored points by outgoing Han Woojin's predictions.

As a result, one set of scores was very tense at 64.

However, his struggle ceased in one set. Hanwoojin looks at Carlos' perfectly-opposed plays and accelerates his ability to awaken. Hanwoojin, who climbed on his coat in two sets, was no less than a player in one set.

Every time a game, not a point, comes and goes, his movements regain sharpness. The ball that had not reacted a while ago was recovered, and in the next rally, the ball rose slightly.

As the game continued, Carlos had to be mesmerized by the rise of his skills that had to fall due to his stamina.

Paan!

Carlos hits the sub as he reaches a match point. The calmly sinking ball split the air, whether it was already convincing the outcome. Compared to the first set, it was a slow but still restraint that held 190.

It still reacts.

Get it!

Hanwoojin's body protrudes to the right with the dry sound of his coat pounding. A serve overloaded with spins changes its trajectory rather than flying in a straight line. A little restraint seems to have fallen, but bending away resembles a snake.

‘I got you.'

Bam!

Hanwoojin received a squealing ball shortly after the Bound with a close time. The agility level, as well as the flexed sensation of the ball during the match, was a result of knowing the point of impact.

The ball hit by the racket loses its shape and bounces off the other side. I didn't need to be overpowered. The ball hit by the sweet spot is accelerated enough by the elasticity of the net.

Carlos stops as he steps forward. It was because I had a hunch that there would be no more chances. At that moment, hesitation decides to battle.

Bam!

The sound of a clean monotonous ball finished the match. The referee stops and looks at the two players once, then gets up and crosses his arms.

“Game Hanwoojin! Match One by Han Woo-jin! 64, 62! ”

Wow, I heard a sound, but it was never loud. But it was better than nothing. Hanwoojin steps back from his shout and steps forward to meet Carlos' heavy grip. He greets you with a bright face, without being overwhelmed by defeat.

“ You were good at it. And then it was completely different for the first time. ”

I didn't understand half of it because of the subtle pronunciation, but I understood that it was a compliment. Hanwoojin waves his hand, smiling with a shy look. I gave him an answer as well.

“ It was fun. ”

“ Me too. I'll see you later. ”

Carlos shrouds his racket around his shoulder and leaves his coat. The stride forward seems to show his character. Hanwoojin also took his eyes off him and walked. It wasn't until I got halfway up the audience that I was alerted.

[Good Play! Skills you used to win the 4th Challenge League War for the first time increase EXP.]

[Correction. There is a breakthrough for the top leagues. Slightly decreases reward.]

[Dropshot level has increased by 1.]

[Achievements in the Challenge League will be settled in batches after all matches have been completed.]

‘Oh, you're up. ’

Hanwoojin opened the status window again, and confirmed that the dropshot level had reached 9. I felt better because it was an unexpected income. The unpleasantness caused by Yoon Kyungsoo's friction disappeared everywhere.

“Well done. Do you want some water? ”

“Oh, thank you. You're not gonna kick my ass today, are you? ”

Accepting Shin Se-yeon's water barrel, Han Woo-jin said with a playful face. Then she slightly blushes her face and narrows down the Army. It seemed unfamiliar with this kind of mockery.

“… I was fine today. ”

“That's a relief. ”

Hanwoojin lowered his empty bucket and turned his gaze away. I wanted to see her rarely reddened face, but this evening's briefing was almost even worse. A lot of mental stress, even if it's quite helpful.

I didn't want to raise the strength as much as I did with.

“… Yoon Kyeong-soo, it's here. ”

“ ……. ”

Shin Se-yeon, who lowered her complexion, muttered as she saw two athletes climbing on her coat. Even Hanwoojin looked down at his coat and stiffened his face. I felt uneasy even though I watched it from afar because of the bad first impression.

[Han Woo-jin wins the first match of the 4th Round, and the second matches are also played by Korean players. 3rd place in the country, Yoon Kyung Soo!]

A moderator who briefly introduced Han Woo-jin pointed to Yoon Kyung-soo with a disturbing sign language. And the audience was drawn to the inertia and applauded. Yoon Kyungsoo, who reacted to the sound, shook the racket.

It seemed like a comedy because there were too few people responding. The moderator quickly switched the topic to avoid silence after clapping.

[The opponent is the Nakata Daichi, Kangho from far away Japan!]

It was a name I had never heard. When Han Woo-jin reflects on Shin Se-yeon, she opens her mouth as if she had guessed.

“Nakata is 388th in the world ranking. It's not enough to call it Kangho. ”

“Showmanship after all. ”

Korean fighters defeat outstanding Japanese fighters. There has never been a more delicious scenario. I felt sorry for Nakatha who came all the way to exotic countries and played in the sitcom.

“Are you going to watch this game? ”

Shin Se-yeon tilted her head and asked. If Han Woo-jin was tired, he was going to send him to his accommodation first and record the match by himself.

The results were probably obvious. No matter how many times Yoon Kyung Soo ranks in the contest, his ability to maintain that rank was real.

At least he wasn't someone who could easily be caught by Futures or Challengers. I just didn't have the ability to go on a truly global ATP tour.

However, Han Woo-jin shakes his head. His eyes light up if he doesn't look carefully. It shakes like a fury, but also shakes like a joke. He opened his mouth and answered Shin Se-yeon's question.

“Let's have a look. You're good at this. ”

Han Woo-jin did not acknowledge Yoon Kyung-soo.

* * *

The last day of Kim Cheon Open was bright with cloudy fog. The fog that has bloomed through the apartment since morning scattered damp moisture. It was a weather with a high unpleasantness index that would stick to the body humidly after the sun was warmed up a bit.

“The weather is bad. ”

Shin Se-yeon said so. It was the same word. The best weather to play in the summer was when the ground was cold because it was full of clouds. It was not good for the wind to blow hard. In the outdoor court, the wind could bend the ball at will.

“You don't like them either. Don't worry, I'm confident in endurance. ”

“That's why I'm not persuasive. ”

Han Woo-jin shrugs as if stabbed by her words. Shin Se-yeon, who put his tongue out on the veil, sat down and looked down at his coat. After today, there was no coming back. The schedule for a few days passed in a moment.

However, Han Woo-jin didn't want to come back here. The Challenger League had to be an undeniable player. You need to be able to maintain ranking only on the ATP tour to be ranked among the world rankers.

The silence that lingered between the two people for a moment woke up with a single word from Han Woojin. He brought up the issue of wandering around the Eighth Precinct.

“Seoul Open, the day after tomorrow, right? ”

“Yes, I'm going to take a break tomorrow and go straight to the game. ”

It was a tough schedule, I took a day off after opening Kim Choon over the week. Afterwards, I travel to Seoul Open, which is even more intense than Kim Choon Open. It was hell for any mid-level tennis player to earn points. Injuries during the schedule

If I caused exhaustion, it was not uncommon to win a few tournaments.

However, Han Woo-jin was not tired or tired of the schedule of the ongoing competition. Rather, I was grateful. It was a happy hell compared to the past where it was hard to go to the competition once. Instead of rotting in indifference, I was better off running wild and getting worse.

Thinking about the next tournament as he was approaching the finals, his eyes did not weaken a bit. Shin Se-yeon suddenly glared at him in a joyful mood.

However, there was one uninvited guest who was interfering with the strange atmosphere between the two. He put his hand on Hanwoojin's shoulder like last time.

“Baek Seoin, I didn't expect to see you at the finals. ”

“ ……. ”

Han Woo-jin looked at Yoon Kyung-soo's arm, which was on his shoulder without answering. I smelled something between my fingers that I had just smoked a cigarette. The smell of cigarettes in non-smokers is very unpleasant. Nor was he an exception.

Tuck.

“Huh?"

Yoon Gyeong-soo opened her eyes wide. Hanwoojin shrugs his shoulders and throws off his arms. The forearm that hit the rough movement was slightly dull. A little pain added to this absurd situation.

“Baek, are you going to keep doing this? Isn't this fun?”

“Who's behind you? ”

Han Woo-jin woke up from his seat and stared at Yoon Kyung-soo's crooked eyes. Although the kidney fell slightly, the intensity of the gaze did not linger.

“Do you want to know what's really boring? ”

“Ha, this bastard...? ”

Yoon Kyungsoo was genuinely exhausted and sharpened his teeth. Hanwoojin was not even strong. The crack on your expressionless face reveals a sinister look. If I encountered him at night, the weak man looked like he would piss himself.

The two opposition ended by Yoon Kyung-soo turning his head first. He had more than one or two of these problems, and he was much more disadvantageous than Han Woo-jin when the contestants became a problem.

“See you later, cheeky bastard. ”

Yoon Kyungsoo, who shoved it through the seat, disappeared. Shin Se-yeon suddenly froze over the two wretched opposition and sat down. Hanwoojin, who later realized her condition, reached out his hand and grabbed her trembling shoulder.

“… It's okay now. ”

The small shoulders in your hands tremble. Han Woo-jin noticed a sudden burst of suspicion. I felt like I could press it if I tried to suppress it. His emotional lines don't even flinch with the messiness.

But I didn't want to tolerate it. Hanwoojin grabbed the racket with his emotions boiling darkly.

And 20 minutes later, the two players stood facing each other.

End of semi-final # 2

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