God of Tennis

The last day of the Gao Challenger competition opened with a beautiful weather. College students interested in tennis, as well as residents living nearby, filled the audience. It was an annual tournament, but this was an especially tasty one.

1.

Unilateral games bring a lot of fun to you or the audience. Even if it makes you feel like you're losing your mind when you're playing that game.

‘... I'm tired, too. ’

Hanwoojin yawned on his coat with a slight glance. He slept long enough, but his eyelids remained heavy. It was like evidence that cumulative fatigue began to cross the limit without knowing it. Physical fatigue and mental

Fatigue was no joke either.

He appeared to me purely out of fatigue, but not in the eyes of others.

“Wow, look how relaxed you are. ”

“Isn't the game over, actually? All the scores in the game are 60, 61. No matter how good a Diech player is, it's not going to work. ”

“That's right. The ranking difference isn't that big, but the impact is too different. ”

The audience discussed the victory and defeat amongst the veterans. The voice did not reach the ears of the two players standing on the coat, but the atmosphere was sufficiently conveyed. One of the fighters who was aiming to win the gay challenge, Daich, every hour, was also a bone.

I could feel it.

Daich was furious. Even the weaknesses of his subordinates against Han Woojin earlier, and to himself who came up against him and was afraid. Should I give the cup to a foreign competitor in my home country?

‘Definitely... extremely strong. ’

It wasn't a glutton that couldn't read the flow. Rather, Daichi was on the fast track. He also knew that the difference between him and his opponent could not be expressed with the words "a little."

But we still shouldn't back down. It was humiliating for a professional to climb into a coat without intending to win. Daichi was at least ready to give a punch to the Koreans looking this way.

Han Woo-jin reads a young expression on the opponent's face only after coming forward to determine the sub-sphere. I wouldn't have missed it for the longest time, but fatigue was also affecting my eyesight.

‘… Did I do something wrong? ’

I had such intense eyes that I didn't even know. The collected eyebrows, along with the distorted frown lines of her brow, created a cruel face. It was not tennis, but a face that appeared to have appeared on the bicuspid ring.

However, even Han Woo-jin, who was facing him, was not an ordinary person. The user looks at the target with a long, crooked face. It throws a glance at the Judge as if to hurl it.

Due to the vicious air flow between the two players, the adjudicator pauses for a moment and bounces a coin.

“Han to Serve Test! ”

The sub-volume was gripped by Han Woo-jin, who chose the front. It was as good as I needed to get an Ace of Service, but at the same time it was annoying. It was because I was adding fatigue because I put too much strength into my progress.

But I don't know what to do. I have work to do.

Hanwoojin grabbed the ball from the referee with a straight face to the end. Ball and racket. As soon as two things were needed for the match, Han Woojin's weary face hardened like an iron plate.

Switching in. ’

Concentration is sufficient. His torso rises as if he had yawned. As the adrenaline rushes, it wakes up a body that was drooling like it was submerged. It was proof that there was no problem playing the game.

Love All (0: 0)! Play! ”

Throw the ball at the Judge's call. The green ball, floating into the air, fell to the ground instead of flying about two meters above. It was a black racket in Han Woo-jin's right hand that received it.

Paan!

A tiresome river lane.

A flat serve of 203 kilometers an hour was shot off the service coat before the die reacted. No, even if I knew, could I have stopped him?

“Fifteen Love (15: 0)! ”

Service Ace, cumulative progress 63%.

Hanwoojin weighed what he had just earned and what he had lost with a cold face. 37% progress needed and fine stamina consumed.

He tosses the ball again. Several fierce serves split the air.

Oh-oh.

The prestigious Yokohama University of Geiguizuku was engulfed in an unprecedented heat. It was also because of the high school tennis competition, but most of all, the content of the competition was amazing.

Bam!

“Han Test Game! Set won by Ujin Han, 61! ”

A slanted ball cuts through the boring rally. One set was down in that room, and the players who were running for a long time were given a short break.

‘That's persistent.’

Han Woo-jin frowned at Daichi who was holding on much better than he expected.

Diech every hour

Strength 57/HP 59/Agility 57

HP 1520/2360 SP 630/630

Forehand: 10/20

Backhand: 8/20

Sub-Level: 9/20

Bali Level: 8 of 20

Smash Level: 9/20

Drop Shot Level: 11 of 20

Robe Level: 8/20

Special Skill: None

World ranking 203, Daichi per hour.

It was a window filled with acceptable levels of figures.

But it wasn't enough for Han Woo-jin. How many times have you beaten the opponent with a perfect score? But compared to them, there was something different.

He found that strangeness in Daich's eyes. An eye that does not lose its determination despite its obvious heat. It was my eyes that shouted, "I don't want to lose," more than I wanted to win. There is an overwhelming amount of determination that is lacking.

“Phew, I can't. ”

An unbreakable opponent like that. No matter how much difference in skills you can make, no matter how wide your score is. Unless you decide to give up on yourself, it follows you to the end.

I know, because that's what he did in the past. It's just that he couldn't do anything like that.

The sea of health is consuming anyway. The fatigue that had been shaved off due to repeated schedules was not recoverable in a day or two, nor did it leak once or twice in a game.

“Set 2! Player Ready!”

The sub books were gripped by Daich, as the last set was from Han Woojin's sub-game.

Daichi breathes his last breath to his shoulder, but does not relax from his body. There is no turning back after a moment of relaxation. He knew more about his condition than anyone. The limit has been exceeded for a long time.

‘I'm clearly losing... It feels good. ’

Your body is hot from the concentration that rises, the determination to exceed the limit, and the rapidly consumed stamina. All of those elements were temporarily taking Daich's skills to the next level.

However, this condition could not be maintained for long. Incremental deprivation that collapses immediately after only one of the three elements has collapsed.

That's fine. Let's enjoy the situation for now. Even if I win today's match, I feel confident that I can do better next time. Daich thought so, knocking out the serve.

Paan!

The ball flew, and the crowd looked forward to another fierce rally. Unlike Han Woo-jin, who finishes a game immediately after catching a serve, Rally, which starts with Daichi's sub-game, was a lot to see.

However, Hanwoojin was also different from the first set. The results of his half-empowerment in the game were truly frightening.

Paan!

Return Ace without a moment's notice. If the precision machine had been a set of Hanwoojin, two sets of him would have turned like a beast and hit the racket with his front foot. Above the limit, the ball is turned back at an invisible speed.

“Love Fifteen (0: 15)! ”

The boy froze to a crisp. From knowing tennis well to not knowing it, the return ball was enough to make all audiences' backs cold.

Daichi also identified the transformation of Han Woo-jin, a completely different person from a set. The slightest crack turned him into a beast that instantly bit his neck.

‘Well, that's not going to work. ’

He smiles bitterly and raises the ball. A temporarily enhanced monster that even Daichi can't handle. The mood of the coat that sank heavily made it feel real.

This isn't something you can deal with. A coat with its silent blue face speaks to you.

But Daisy toasted the ball.

I didn't hesitate a bit.

Even if the victory or defeat is decided, I decided to fight as hard as I could until the end.

* * *

“… maybe after three days ATP points will be added to the homepage. ”

Shin Se-yeon's voice was just calm, even though she drove a busy car. She stepped on Axel again, listing what Han Woo-jin will gain through the Gao Challenge. As soon as the awards ceremony was over, the two of them were racing toward the airport with no time to breathe.

Hanwoojin checked on the progress of achieving a figure of 81%, now reassuring the number of prizes and points, as is natural.

If you successfully complete 19 Aces of Service in the future, the upgrade will be complete. But is it possible for ATP250 leagues like propaganda openings? It was a story that even Han Woo-jin couldn't be sure of.

He muttered in a loud voice as he said goodbye to the far-fetched Gaeogizuku University.

“... It was a good place. ”

“Oh, Gay University? ”

“Yes.”

Han Woo-jin didn't go to university. It was the price I paid for all my tennis in college. If he had been in the Junior League, he could have looked for a special exec, but before he got the system, he was just a kid with ordinary talents.

So going to college was a long time ago.

Moreover, what he envied was not an ordinary college life. I was envious of the sport of tennis, a athlete with a thick coat. I wanted to go to a university like this.

‘Of course it's too late now. ’

Han Woo-jin turned his gaze away from the window with a bitter face. It was practically a tough story for him to live in college when he started his career as a professional. So now the wind is just a dream.

I forcibly changed the direction of the thoughts that were flowing. I couldn't concentrate on the story that wasn't going to happen anyway. Shenzhen Open, and then a huge gateway called Tokyo Open was waiting for him.

If you go down one path, other paths that you did not choose will tempt you. He constantly hides his gaze under his eyelids, trying to get in the other way. It was not a relaxing path to walk with my eyes turned.

* * *

One sudden announcement at MBS caused an unexpected commotion. We have just received news that the recently noted tennis player, Han Woo-jin, has entered China's ATP250 league.

“Hey! You should have brought this news a long time ago! Shenzhen's only open for two days, and when are you going to finish the job? ”

“I had no choice. The Association's keeping their mouths shut. What else do you do there? ”

“What's what? ”

The conference room was quiet because of those who vomited each other's faults. Those who complained about each other for a long time, saying that someone had twisted the broadcast schedule, stopped moving at the same time as the man sitting at the top knocked on the table.

“Come on, everybody, calm down. ”

He taps his finger against the table, and everyone in the room shuts up. The man was the General Manager of MBS Sports Channel, and his name was Ha Jungwoo.

“What we need to think about now is not who's going to take responsibility. We need to find a way to relay the game to Han Woojin, who is heading to Shenzhen. ”

Who doesn't know that?

But the person who said it was a person, everyone nodded at the same time. Hajung Woo crouched with a satisfied face and asked a question to a nearby PD.

“PD, did China give you permission to broadcast? ”

“Oh, yes. I told him I had a player, and he was happy to give it to me. He seemed to want Asian athletes to play. ”

“Good for you. ”

Hajung Woo nodded his head and understood the situation. China was a good enough country. The size of the childish competition is nothing compared to South Korea, and the athlete is a small country.

Even though he was from Korea, it was not too much to expect an Asian to play.

End of gay challenger # 3

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