God of Tennis

Jose's arm muscles twitched dangerously. Even though the stat was pretending to be a fighter hit by strength, it was not an ordinary strength. The racket in his powerful grip screams.

Paan!

If you have enough power, you don't need any tricks. It seemed to be an insistent serve. A violent green ball swirls and smashes the coat. The figure in the speed gun rises lightly above 200.

“Fifteen Love (15: 0)! ”

It's hard to get these serves in the first place. It took me a while to get used to being warm and fast. Until the eyes and senses catch up with the speed, the user of the fastball is promised unilateral scoring.

It was the same with Kim Hyeong. However, he did not even frown on standing as he had anticipated this situation. I just stared at the place where the ball was inserted and the angle of the bounce.

That attitude caused Jose to be embarrassed to win points. But I didn't have much choice. He pauses, then tosses the ball again.

Boom!

The expression "cheerful" did not match. The turbulent sound of the balloon erupting catches up with Jose's sub. An intense sub that matches the sound strikes again with a foamy coat. He didn't move again.

“Thirty Love (30: 0)! ”

Was he determined to give up a game? It was about that time when those who were watching thought. First, it was Hanwoojin who did not blink once in the audience. He slowly looked at Kim Hyeong-gi leaning forward, looking at his eyes

I was tied up.

‘Already? Must be a long way to get used to it. ’

If you try to react to a ball over 200 hours in time, your vision will be wasted. If Kim's agility readings were over the 60s, the story would be a little different.

However, his agility level was no different from Han Woo-jin's. It meant that the body could not cope with restraints with pure reflexes.

Nevertheless, Kim was ready to come forward. There was something unknown about the third party, Han Woo-jin.

Bam!

There was a loud burst. It was a swing so strong it couldn't tell if it was going to hit the ball or explode. The ball hit by the racket breaks its shape.

It's only the third time I've swung a racket. No matter how hard I hit, I couldn't lose my strength already. Jose's imprisonment gave him another 200 hours of ridicule. Power alone would rank higher among the pros.

However, Kim Hyung was already on the move.

‘Er...’

Han Woo-jin swallowed his breath without even knowing it. Kim was running toward the direction where the sub fell. By the time Jose hit the sub, he had already reached the service coat. It was more of a predictable response than a response.

Kim finally reaches the point of impact in line with the bounds of the sub, swinging the racket.

Tongue!

“Thirty Fifteen (30: 15)! ”

A clean return. Horribly accurate racket makes fun of Jose for not taking a step. It was a perfect drop of that intense sub.

Even José, who blew up the serve, was dumbfounded with an unbelievable face. Han Woo-jin empathized with his feelings.

Beyond that, however, Kim's movements were horribly accurate. His weight shifted without a half-second error. The timing of the racket and the deflected arm of the ball bounced off.

It was also very familiar to Han Woo-jin. Predictions close to the forecast, tactical movements that complement falling physical. The only weapon refined to defeat monsters other than the common sense of genius.

“Amazing…. ”

Hanwoojin was also somewhat elevated. I've also met a few world-class athletes. Among them, there was definitely a better player than Kim. Overwhelming physical Leonard, masses of talent Andrew, and so on.

However, it was Kim who impressed Han Woo-jin the most. The reason was simple: it was strong in a different way than "genius" like Andrew or Leonard. Kim's ability was not justified by one word: talents. Well-equipped and experienced

It was an aolin spire.

Bam!

“Thirty All (30: 30)! ”

Kim responded with a perfectly timed drop, even as he proved that the previous return was no coincidence. Jose couldn't admit it until he was subsequently returned to Ace. Tell them they've only adapted to the serve twice.

1.

“How's that? Isn't that great? ”

The director grumbles and talks. It was as if Kim's skill was his pride. However, Han Woo-jin nodded quietly. The name Korea's strongest was not an alias. An all-round player close to perfection.

If Han Woo-jin had gotten a step or two better in every way, he would have shown the same face now. At this time, it was a competition that became a study just by looking at it.

The game leaned smoothly towards Kim Hyeong. The difference in skills was clear. No matter what Jose did, there was no way to use his hands since he only dealt with one or two of them.

“Game Hyungtae Kim! ”

First game, also sub-game brakes. Victory and defeat were clear to anyone.

Hanwoo Jinman chased after Kim Jong-hyeon, who was moving like a machine with a misguided eye. He's going to win this game. I didn't intend to deny it. But something happened. That's what the status window in the corner of the brain was saying.

Kim Hyeong

HP 1610/2440

"Why?"

The discharge was too fast. I didn't give or take much of the ball, but my physical strength was constantly slipping away. If the game continues like this, there will only be a third of their health left at the end.

Han Woo-jin had never seen anything like this before. Despite not having any other condition attached to it, the consumption of Stamina was unusually fast. At the end of each rally, the numbers dropped by 20, 30 made me even more uneasy.

I didn't know what the problem was. Hanwoojin looked at his coat with more focus. The appearance of Kim Jong-hyeon still moving smoothly was only heterogeneous.

* * *

As everyone expected, the game ended with Kim's victory. The score was also overwhelming. When I let my hands rest for a while, I took everything except the one game I let go. Set 1, 60, 2, set 61. A near-perfect score proved the difference between the two athletes.

“Match won by Hyungtae Kim! ”

After being thoroughly beaten like that, there is no excuse. Jose accepted a blunt defeat. Once your skills, not your luck, have decided to win or lose, you have no use for your clan.

The two players lightly shook hands and left their coats. Then some people who were watching the game in the audience got up. Prize ceremonies were also one of them. They came to take care of Kim Hyung's game.

“You're leaving already? ”

“I won't be competing with you today. There's no reason for me to stay here. Do I have to watch a game where there's no fun on a day or two a month? ”

There was nothing more to say about the holidays. The former director chuckled, gazing at the two silent people. Seeing him drifting away, Han Woo-jin said in a bold voice. I didn't bring it up in front of the director.

“Se-yeon, can you look into Kim Hyung's recent record? ”

“It's not that hard. And why is that? ”

“I have a question. ”

Shin Se-yeon tilted her head with a curious face. However, Han Woo-jin did not say any more. She moves into a corner and carefully pulls out her laptop. There was very little room to interfere with the game, but there were rules. Ta-da, ta-da, ta-da, ta-da.

Lee's voice is buried in the sound of the ball on his coat.

About three minutes later, Shin Se-yeon looked at Kim's cast record this season with a slightly stiff face. It wasn't until she saw what was on the screen that she realized why Han Woo-jin asked her to find out about Kim's performance.

“This...”

Hanwoojin reached out his head beyond Shin Se-yeon's shoulders, unable to speak. Kim Hyeong's recent report flashed on the laptop screen.

Daegu Open Winner.

Busan Open Winner.

Hakata Open Semifinals.

Enter the Beijing Open on Round 16.

Enter Osaka Open 4.

“... I'm speechless. I can't believe you're making such a fuss about your facial expressions. ”

Shin Se-yeon's exhilarating voice was even amazed. If Han Woo-jin hadn't asked me, I never would have noticed.

It was the first time he felt strange during a match that his HP level had dropped too low. I also contributed to the speed at which HP declined too quickly during the game. A normal athlete couldn't have done it.

Kim Hyeong probably had no muscles or ligaments before the game and his whole body was stabbed with fatigue. That's why he spent his breath and endurance rapidly despite his short-term battle.

What was truly to be admired here was not a skill that ended the battle in a short period of time, despite digesting the harsh schedule. Even the pain of my submerged breath and burning muscles was great.

Controls breathing that rises.

Squeeze the trembling hand.

It was easy to put in your mouth, but not easily imitated by anyone. It was a possible trick because I knew the risk of returning to the enemy in exchange for clearing a gap.

If Jose had known the shape of Kim, his game might have changed a bit.

However, unlike Shin Se-yeon, Han Woo-jin was very precise about his current condition.

‘Maybe... maybe I can win. ’

I could calculate my odds and losses, even though I was on a winning streak. Kim's ability to measure based on today's match has greatly surpassed Han Woo-jin.

Above all, my imagination was terribly bad. Same uploader, same balance type. Then, the difference between one page and another becomes the absolute difference. So Han Woo-jin was holding his winnings to two. It was quite high.

However, there was a variable that could raise his odds to 5 or more, which was only two halves.

It was the breakthrough of the battle that caused a mess in the form of a steamed body. I started squeaking only 32 times before. After coming up to the finals, it must have been destroyed by something more than now.

Hanwoojin closed his eyes for a moment and cleared his mind. I thought about what I needed to beat Kim, what I needed to do now.

First, I had to go up to the finals. It was a sudden mission to reduce the loss of stamina as much as possible and to make a difference with Kim. The target is stronger, even if it is weakened. If you don't target your weaknesses as much as possible, it will be hard to catch a victory.

“Seyeon. ”

He reached out to Shin Se-yeon and reached for the racket. To see the finals, I had to save my abilities. Both the opponent you encounter and the opponent you want to consult should be thoroughly analyzed and targeted.

“Yes?”

“Do me a favor. ”

While speaking, the gaze was tightly nailed onto my coat. Han Woo-jin didn't even turn his head. Once up, his blindfold seems to show his concentration. A bold voice followed.

“Seung-hyung Kim, and get me footage of all the players who are likely to encounter. If you don't have any footage, you can record it. Bring me anything from the last year. ”

“... you don't have to ask. ”

Han Woo-jin, who was focused on the game, turned his head in surprise at her answer. I noticed the tail of my mouth, which was subtly climbed onto the white face. Shin Se-yeon whispered with a smile.

“I finished it yesterday. ”

Why.

Han Woo-jin felt disgusted by her smile.

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