God of Tennis

Is this how it would feel to recreate the world in slow motion?

Hanwoojin stares at the bounce of the ball in front of his eyes in slow time. The ball that hit the ground distorts its shape and rises upward, returning to the original shape of the road.

He moves slowly as if he were in the water. The arm with the racket pierces the moist feel of the air and draws a clean curve. It was almost simultaneous for the ball to hit the racket, and Han Woo-jin to regain his original senses.

Paan!

A cool ball rang out. It was the echo of the ball that hit the sweet spot. That cheerful noise restored Han Woo-jin's slow consciousness.

What about the ball?

He glances at the ball, almost unconscious. It was because I could not predict the trajectory of the ball that I returned even after hitting it. It was as anxious as a ball that was hit depending on 100% of the senses, not the calculation.

But it was nothing but worries.

“Thirty Fifteen (30: 15)! ”

The return ball that flew into the perfect parabola hits the sideline as it did. Kim Hyun-cheol was staring at me, unable to even respond, because he had never shown me a proper return.

Only after the referee declared Hanwoojin's point did the two athletes start to move again. However, the movement was much different from that until just now.

You can do it now! ’

Hanwoojin waited for Kim Hyun-cheol's serve with a fierce smile. The ball that could not be hit entered the jurisdiction.

Then he realized he didn't have to insist on playing the original game. The agility value of 61, obtained through system rewards, has sharply corrected his senses. I can catch even Kim Hyun-cheol's bizarre footsteps.

Only then did he realize. This sharp sensation you're feeling right now is the privilege of genius. They have been using this sense in the realm of unconsciousness since they were born.

“So we can't fight them. ”

You don't have to learn. My body rushes to the right answer. Genius is an irrational crystal. He is a few steps ahead, not a few, of those who have started from scratch. Even these senses are just part of it.

Hanwoojin gave up his thoughts and focused more on his senses. There was no guarantee that this bizarre concentration would continue. If so, battle within the time that the senses are maintained. That was his conclusion.

Paan!

The ball still flew at a strange rhythm. Kim Hyun-cheol's peculiar qualities are hard to come by because the beginning and end of the serve were not aimed at the wrong timing.

Kim Hyun-cheol was an unskilled player. My natural beats and physical abilities moved me up to 5th place in the country, but it was hard to see beyond that. Wherever he fought Han Woo-jin for a short while, his beating was based on Han Woo-jin's style.

It was because I had a fatal imagination.

And now that the final burrow is lost, the balance of the battle begins to collapse in an instant.

Paan!

“Thirty All (30: 30)! ”

Kim Hyun-cheol's original skill was revealed after the wrapping paper was removed. Han Woo-jin was able to convince him of his unreliable condition even before he saw it earlier. Kim Hyun-cheol was a player who realized that features and functions were separate.

Kim Hyun-cheol

Strength 60/HP 57/Agility 53

HP 1740/2280 SP 480/480

Forehand: 8/20

Backhand: 6/20

Sub-Level: 8/20

Bali Level: 6 of 20

Smash Level: 7 of 20

Drop Shot Level: 7 of 20

Robe Level: 6/20

Special Skill: None

It was an insignificant stat for Han Woo-jin, who had seen many athletes. The stat was slightly above average, but the critical agility level was not very high. The Strength stat of 60 was also apparently stuck to it, thanks to its large body size.

It was devastating to reach the skill level. Nothing compared to the Mets Open, which was an ATP250 league. Among the athletes that Han Woo-jin faced, there were not many cases where the total skill level did not exceed 50. The technical side was inferior.

Unlike other ordinary subs, Kim Hyun-cheol's sub was forced to get hit by a striking tribal return ace. Pure differences in skill were obscured by imagination.

Bam!

“Thirty Forty! ”

One more, and one more.

Returning Ace raged twice in a row. So 11 games fell into the hands of Han Woojin. With this, the score was 65. I had to win one more game because I became Deuce, but Han Woojin was no longer worried.

Otherwise, the sub-game was all won by him. After breaking the opponent's final weapon, the victory and defeat of this match is not an overstatement.

Han Woo-jin saw the serve flying back to his relaxed face. The ball was no longer a threat at all.

“Han Test Game! ”

“Set won by Ujin Han, 75!"

Having won the dues with ease, Hanwoojin remained in a brief break between sets.

Keeping his sharpened senses and concentration, he pushed Kim Hyun-cheol, who had lost his only consumed weapon.

Unlike one set, the two sets flowed into a unilateral sphere. It was because after the superiority of the monuments disappeared, the game turned into a battle of pure skill.

And there was a good side to it.

It was the unilateral advantage of Han Woojin, who was ahead of everything from stat to skill.

Compared to the one set that was attracted for almost an hour, two sets ended too hollow. The victory and defeat was decidedly broken in just 23 minutes.

Score 60.

It was the oppression of Han Woo-jin.

Several alarms came to mind. There were not many of them. It seemed that the one set that was a little difficult was persecuted.

[Great Play! Increases the EXP of the skills you used to win in the Challenge League.]

[Extremely focused. Achieved a 1 1/2 increase in Agility.]

Huh?

Instead of shaking hands with Kim Hyun-cheol, Han Woo-jin opened his mouth in amazement of a first-time notification. Since the system's reward message had been standardized, he remembered at least a little of what he saw. Increase in Agility 1, I have never seen such a sign as 1/2.

But now I couldn't afford to think about him. It was because Kim Hyun-cheol had spoken as if he was surprised by his sudden change of face.

“Is something wrong? Suddenly my face...”

“Oh, no. I suddenly remembered that I forgot. ”

It was a futile excuse, but I don't know what else to say. Kim Hyun-cheol nodded his head, placing his firmly holding hands. He pauses for a moment without turning his back. I felt like I wanted to say something.

In the end, Kim Hyun-cheol stopped hesitating and opened his mouth.

“I was actually looking forward to the game today. The opponent said he was a Han Woojin player... If I win, will I be expected to be like a Han Woojin player? ”

“Well…”

Han Woo-jin didn't have much to say. It was true that Choi Yeon-Hyuk was expected to inherit the next generation of Korean tennis. It was natural for other athletes to feel jealous of such special treatment.

However, Kim Hyun-cheol firmly opened his slightly depressed face.

“I knew it when I fought. You can't do this without Han Woojin. I'm not the one who can beat Kim Hyung. ”

Kim was not just number one. He was the only person in Korea to make his name known in the barren tennis court. He was an idol that everyone admired, but he was also a target of jealousy, and an enemy who wanted to defeat him.

Of course, Kim Hyun-cheol didn't think he could beat Kim Hyung-hyung. I had never met him properly in the competition. It was just that he was angry that his successor was fighting him first. So I wanted to test it. Han Woo-jin really admires him.

Whether it's a worthy opponent.

And it was understandable.

“Let's cheer. Give him a little tap on his nose. ”

“This is getting heavier on my shoulders. ”

Han Woo-jin replied with a joke. It was a strange feeling for someone to leave their expectations to themselves. From someone who's not family or close friends.

He looked at Kim Hyun-cheol's back, and paused for a moment.

“Ah.”

It turned out that tomorrow was the day when the family came to see the competition.

* * *

“The family's coming? ”

On our way back to the Sunhwan Building together, Shin Se-yeon received a message next to Han Woo-jin saying that on the day of the Fourth War, his family would come to see him because it was a holiday.

“Yes, I'm nervous because I've never done this before. ”

Hanwoojin shyly scratched his back head and made a frowning face. In the last decade or so, my family has never been back to see their games. He used to tell me not to come, and now when I go to a competition that's so far away,

It did not become an environment worth checking out.

I didn't want to look ashamed. Anyone would. Worthy parents couldn't spread embarrassment in front of their younger sister who was chasing them as a child. The shame and humiliation of the last 10 years put one hand on the corner.

Han Woo-jin asked as he looked at the building that had just begun to come into his eyes.

“What can you tell me about your opponent in 4th Precinct? ”

Shin Se-yeon's research skills were unparalleled. I didn't even get a sense of how to get the foreign regional competition footage. She froze and froze, leaving her as an agent. She naturally relied on this.

On the contrary, she immediately opened her mouth to meet her expectations.

“Quite a force. 138th in the world ranking, Swedish Oscar Anton. With the exception of the Kim Hyung player at the Seoul Open, the ranking is the highest. He's also a player who wanted to be with Kim Hyung. ”

“138th.”

That must have been great. There was only one ranker in Korea who surpassed him.

However, Han Woo-jin met several people who surpassed Oscar as well as Kim Hyung-hyung. I even fought one of them.

Leonard Sweet.

Andrew Murray.

The appearance of a black man wrapped in a firm muscle with over six feet of jewelry was shocking. Andrew's balls, which he would later call Big 4, were still not confident in getting.

The 138th place was not a big threat to Han Woo-jin, who was engraved in his brain. And it was also a kind of confidence. The final goal of this competition is Kim. 88th in the current world ranking, the strongest in Korea. Even his imagination is so bad.

Oscar is not a big concern.

Talking about it, the two of them walked in through the front door, and the former director who was sitting on the nearby couch woke up. He looked at Han Woo-jin and felt embarrassed.

“Woojin, you have a visitor. ”

“A guest?”

I don't really have anyone to go to.

Han Woo-jin blinked his eyes because he didn't know who was coming to see him, compared to him, Shin Se-yeon, who had a good feeling, tilted her head with an awkward smile.

The former director she knew was never a person who would have felt embarrassed unless it was outside of work.

This meant that it was outside of work. Almost exactly what she expected, the awards ceremony said.

“Your family's here, so I showed them to your room. Hurry up and say hello. ”

“You guys? You're both here? ”

“And there was this kid. Did you have a sister? ”

This time, Han Woo-jin's face turned blank.

Finish

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