God of Tennis

Han Woo-jin was surprised by the unexpected encounter. Sound came over my throat without me knowing it.

“Okuda Ryosuke? ”

“Hmm?"

No matter how noisy the surrounding area is, the nerve is drawn to it when you hear your name. It was an unnatural phenomenon. Okuda shifts her head in amazement at her name, heard from all over the country.

Then I met Han Woo-jin who was looking at him.

“… Han Woo-jin? ”

They shut up with a shivering face. I pretended to know him, but after seeing his face, I didn't have anything to say. Moreover, they do not speak a language. Even if I had something to say, it was obvious that it would not be conveyed.

But fortunately, there was one person here who was able to remove the wall between the two of you. Shin Se-yeon went in between the two awkwardly transformed and said a word.

“It's been a long time, Okuda. ”

“Seyeon... ”

Okuda immediately blushes and shivers. For some reason, it was a disturbing sight. Han Woo-jin was embarrassed by the unpleasantness that occurred to me, but he decided to watch the conversation for a while.

“Are you participating in the" Okuda player competition? I don't think I've seen you on the list. ”

“Oh, I think so. It was a fallback. ”

“A substitute? ”

Shin Se-yeon opened her eyes wide. It was not an example, but it was quite rare. It was only yesterday that she identified a list of participants with seed rights. But someone who wasn't there yesterday comes in and replaces him? Unusual for associations

You gave us permission to sign.

But Okuda said in detail what she didn't ask if she thought Shin Se-yeon was asking about the situation. Okuda Ryosuke, I was too old to climb to the top of my head because my blood was still strong.

“There was a senior named Sasaki, who suddenly got the flu and was put in a merger. I got a call yesterday, and I flew straight in. ”

It was originally a competition I could not even enter, and Okuda smiled brightly. It was natural for professionals to run in a foreign country that no one knew about, but it was a mental burden for newcomers. Although vs.

It was nice to meet even Han Woo-jin, although he was a player to meet at the meeting.

Whether he knew how he felt as a child, Han Woo-jin simply shoved his hand into the sports bag he had carried on his shoulders. Something hard has been conveyed between the annoying sportswear.

A racket with a familiar feel that you can see without having to look.

Ryosuke, Okuda

Strength 51/HP 59/Agility 57

HP 2230/2360 SP 630/630

Forehand: 14 of 20

Backhand: 5/20

Sub-Level: 10/20

Bali Level: 10/20

Smash Level: 7 of 20

Dropshot Level: 8 of 20

Robe Level: 9/20

Special Skill: Forhand Double (Style)

‘... so much more. ’

Hanwoojin was slightly impressed. As I still proved that it was still growing, all the numbers were rising rapidly. It was a slight slack compared to Han Woo-jin, who had a system capability, but it was absurd to say that it was over to a slight slack. If he's Okuda...

If he didn't know about, he would have been hit with steroids as well.

There were still weaknesses in the muscle sector, but both strength and agility were greatly increased. If the rise continued, it would not be too difficult to exceed 60, which would be a wall of talent.

Moreover, there was another thing that caught his eye. With the exception of Forhand and Bali, the skill level did not significantly increase, but the special skill items below attracted the attention of Hanwoojin.

Forehand Double.

Along with future top-ranker Nishimori Kay, Okuda Ryoske will be a tennis star in Japan. The ultimate was the switch heater, which was able to take two hand shots in free material depending on the direction of the ball with both hands gripping the racket.

If the name of the skill is clearly shown in the status window, it means that the skill has already been completed or it can be used at the completion stage. Perhaps Okuda has been grinding and polishing the forehand double ever since the Eye Futures.

‘… if this is a variable, is it a variable? I don't want you to face me if you can. ’

It wasn't the kind of story that didn't stand a chance or a chance. Even so, it wasn't easy to put my tail down. The reason he refused to fight was simple. It was difficult to upgrade the skill currently in progress.

The Forehand Double was a style that was thoroughly specific to the Receive.

Except for the overhead lobe, all that remains is to hit and bounce your coat. And most bowls fly to the left or the right, that is, the side. Either way, poking is the tactic and skill of tennis.

However, the Forhand Double can receive as much as it follows the player's reflexes, regardless of which direction the ball flies from side to side. It's also a two-hand punch.

No matter how small the sub got, he had to aim for only one side of the narrow service coat. It is impossible to skillfully create a sub that cannot be received even if it has complete control of the point of impact. Even more so against Okuda-level switchheaters.

Ugh.

‘Plus, I've dealt with my sub. I've gotten better than that, but without experience, it's a pretty big deal. ’

In fact, it was not rare. First to defeat the opponent and then to win the next match. Knowing the style of the other person through experience and learning makes him/her look completely different from the first match.

Hanwoojin was there as well.

The two people who were talking for a while suddenly turned their gaze toward Han Woojin. Okuda seems to have something to say to him.

“Woojin, Okuda wants to say something. ”

“… please translate. ”

What are you trying to say? Han Woo-jin glared at me with meaning. It was a mixture of unpleasantness that felt subtle until now. Okuda said with a slightly awkward look, not knowing why she was looking at me like that.

“Thank you very much for last competition. I learned a lot thanks to Han Woo-jin. ”

When I heard Shin Se-yeon's interpreter, Han Woo-jin's face shivered. He was relieved that he had never intended to do anything, and that he had been politely thankful for something that had almost been forgotten. He grabs Okuda's hand and shakes awkwardly. Say something.

I couldn't think of anything to say.

Luckily for Han Woo-jin, Okuda continued to talk.

“Still, I was angry. He was a different age, but he could be this different. ”

There was a slight misunderstanding. At the time of Ahn-dong Futures, Han Woo-jin and Okuda's cars were never big. It was just a risky balance that could be turned upside down once or twice. However, Han Woo-jin did not miss the advantage he had once captured, dominating until the end

It was just to maintain.

But he wasn't kind enough to point out that. While Han Woo-jin was silent and listening, the story came to a new end.

“I want to compete again in this competition. It's going to be a lot different than last time. ”

Confidence, coming as a man, indignation from the last defeat. It was a gaze of mixed emotions. Hanwoojin accepted it with a grave face. He answered the challenge with a more blunt voice than usual.

“It won't be any different than last time. ”

Winners should be arrogant.

* * *

“Isn't that a little too much? ”

Hearing Han Woo-jin's words, Shin Se-yeon whispered as she saw Okuda leaving on an energetic footstep. For her, the words that the two of them exchanged seemed like they were having a fight. I was surprised that Okuda didn't blush last time.

“No, this is perfect. I can run moderately, and besides...”

Because it's true.

However, he did not insist on following up. I saw what you said to Okuda earlier. It's just a little annoying, even if you run into it again, and you're confident you'll be able to win. Han Woo-jin takes care of himself.

Han Woo-jin noticed the face of a player sitting on the couch near the reception point. I could quickly recognize it because it was the face I looked at in the profile file Shin Se-yeon gave me yesterday. A chubby, dark-eyed German with brown hair.

Max Müller

Strength 57/HP 57/Agility 67

HP 2160/2280 SP 720/720

Forehand: 13/20

Backhand: 12/20

Sub-Level: 9/20

Bali Level: 12/20

Smash Level: 11/20

Drop Shot Level: 7 of 20

Robe Level: 8/20

Special Skill: None

Rank 62nd in ATP for men's fasting.

Among the rankers who participated in the propaganda opening, he was a top-level player. Hanwoojin analyzed a player named Max Müller, scouring his name to his stat and skill level.

What stood out, of course, was the astonishing adjective of high agility. Han Woo-jin has never seen a fighter surpassing 65 before. If 60 is the wall of talent, what kind of monster is 67? Max Müller's Reflexes

Even the pros were going off the rails.

‘Strong.’

Compared to Leonard Sweets, there's not much to go on. The giant kidneys, the ridiculous powers, the dynamical rhythms unique to black seemed to line up the fears with just one. However, they were not an element that could disparage Max Muller.

He was clearly the top player in the world ranking and had an overwhelming weapon compared to Han Woojin. The reason to be cautious was that it was full of garages.

“Oh, I see you've got a march. ”

There's no reason why athletes are looking for a reception point. I want to see the faces of the players I know and see them quickly if I can be a concierge. Sometimes, just flies to the receptionist, as I sometimes announce or make a presentation in advance.

Approximately twelve people flocked to see the giant poster hanging behind the reception counter. Han Woojin and Shin Se-yeon also stepped in between them and stood in front of the march. Complicated lines and English spellers were discussing the details of the propaganda opening.

They first looked for the names of Max Müller and Han Woo-jin.

“Oh…”

“I'm glad.”

The two names were far apart. As long as it didn't make it to the finals, it was the point of no contact. The risk of getting out of early encounters or using excessive force is beyond. The next thing Han Woo-jin looked for was a Japanese guy he met a while ago.

It was the name of Ryosuke Okuda.

Shortly after, the two of them found the location of Okuda's name almost simultaneously. And I sighed at the same time as if it had been pre-pressed.

“Oh my…. ”

Okuda's name, located on the outskirts of Max Müller, shines with a sad glow. If you win and go up, you will be able to fight Max in the 16th Precision. Shin Se-yeon looked back at Han Woo-jin with a vivid look.

It was a question I didn't have to worry about. He made a calmly realistic observation.

“I'm not going to run into an Okuda player in this tournament. ”

Shin Se-yeon nodded lightly, looking at Okuda's disappearing passageway.

End

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