God of Tennis

< Staunch Foot # 1 >

The two months given to Han Woo-jin and Choi Yeon-hyuk were not long at all.

As a college student, it was over after one vacation, and it was time for the drama to pass before the end of the season. Especially for athletes. What are you doing to relax and hold on to it? It's a little awkward. Han

Woojin decided to spend a little of his time grooming himself.

‘The stat has increased too fast. If I leave it like this, my senses become tangled. ’

During the Tokyo Open, he increased his capabilities at an unimaginable rate. Skills such as strength and stamina, as well as the ability to train, and the agility with which the innate talent resides, were also penetrating the walls of genius.

The disadvantage of the body size at the time the average of the original stats exceeded 65 has already become worthless.

And there was nothing like weight training to familiarize yourself with increased strength or fitness. In the end, Hanwoojin painted his face five to six times a week, despite the rest he had received in half a year.

Approximately a month and a half after taking a break home, he was still spending time in a training room set up inside an NK vehicle.

Werewolf... Werewolf...

An annoying hiss echoes through your ears. Whether there was no one working out other than Han Woo-jin, the silent training room was filled with only the metallic sounds of the equipment.

The barbell placed around Hanwoojin's back neck gives a eerie friction every time his lower body goes up and down. No matter how well it was fastened, the sound could not be completely spaced between the plates.

On either side of the long, thick barbell, also known as the Olympic rod, there were four plates with 20 kg inscribed on each side.

“Phew... Ugh! Phew... ugh! ”

Rough breathing creates an unpleasant murmur with a hissing sound. Whenever Hanwoojin sat down once and got up, he exhaled roughly as if he was vomiting blood. It was a peculiar way of breathing that when I focused my strength, my joints were fixed and I vomited. Very well.

It was a sight worrying about dyspnea for the Le Yin.

But the breathing of Han Woo-jin was the right thing to do. This breathing technique, commonly referred to as Valsalva Maneuver, was an essential technique used in weight training dealing with high weight.

“… six, seven, eight! Here we go. One more. Just one more!”

And a full-time NK trainer, Egan, was clapping by Hanwoojin's side. If anyone could see me, I'd feel like I was raising a pill, but Trainer's encouragement or cheer is surprisingly powerful. PT (Personal Training)

There is no such thing as an idea.

In fact, Hanwoojin was exhausted and was somehow raising himself up with his fluttering thighs and calves.

Because of the excessive pressure, my eyes stood on the ground and I was sweating like I jumped ten laps. Some people ask if sweat usually flows from aerobic exercises, but in a truly high-weight area, blood flows into the pores.

Even the leaky mistaken sweat flows out.

Kuang!

After finishing all 10, Hanwoojin puts the barbell on the rack, and a thunderbolt sounds like it dropped. It weighed 180 kg, including a rod.

The echo of the resounding echoes backwards, and Han Woo-jin grabbed the bucket, whether it had just finished exercising with a squat before. Then the Trainer approaches with a soft expression and praises his strength, raising his thumb.

“Well done! You've gained 10 squats of 180 kilograms of Hanwoojin weight. You could have led me this far. ”

“Haha, no way. I heard the guiding players throw 200 kilos. ”

Hanwoojin smirked with an embarrassed smile.

Tennis and induction were fundamentally different exercises, although his strength had exceeded the limits of his body size with the correction of the system. A tennis player deals with balls and rackets, but a guiding player is based on lifting a person's body. It has a different use.

The development of your muscles and strength was very different.

For example, Choi Min-ho, an induced gold medalist, was famous for achieving 230kg of Deadlift in the 60kg era. Flying geniuses used to be a big deal in the Taeyoung Athlete's Village.

However, the trainer shook his head. In his view, even the fabulous side was large enough to carry 200 kg. I know it doesn't mean much to you to try anything more than this, but thanks to your earlier compliments,

was quite sincere.

“Are you going to die? Don't forget to take care of your diet. Well, if you're a down-and-out athlete, I think you'll do just fine without worrying. ”

“It's all thanks to you. Well done again today. ”

This was a man who had lost a lot since Han Woo-jin joined the company. It was a detailed guide to nutrient distribution, diet management, and weight training segmentation exercises.

After saying goodbye, Han Woo-jin decided to take a shower first. I didn't even do aerobic exercises, but the sweat was soaking my whole body vigorously. After drying out like this, my clothes caught on for fifty days, so I could see what was good for me.

‘I'm glad you brought your own clothes. Otherwise, you could have taken out a sweatshirt and gone home. ’

I never thought I'd sweat like this on a day without an aerobic workout. Hanwoojin did not expect it either.

Once in the shower, he sticks the key into the locker in the far corner. Inside, there was a bag that I had put away before I started exercising. Hanwoojin first took off the sweaty clothes, piled them on the floor, and took out extra underwear and towels from his bag.

I was on my way to the place where the shower was hanging when I finished preparing.

“Huh?"

Han Woo-jin stopped at the over-the-counter sink as usual. It was a place for NK crew members to put their baskets with toiletries, but they were all labeled because they were hard to distinguish. Where His Eyes Stayed

was the name tag of the basket on the far right.

(Choi Yeon Hyuk)

‘What, is Yoohyeok back? ’

It was an invisible basket since I heard he left for overseas. I thought you took this as you were the one who used to take care of your stuff. What do you mean, it's back? Then, Choi Yeon-hyeok was also very likely to return home.

Hanwoojin, who decided to finish the shower, quickly walked into the shower and turned the lever.

Shoot him!

Shortly after, the warm steaming water poured down from the shower.

* * *

After finishing the shower as quickly as a man, Han Woo-jin immediately headed to the supervisory room where the former director was. It was only because there was no one in the fleet who knew each player's schedule or residence. I will continue to work with Han Woo-jin.

He was also an indirect person.

“Coming in.”

After knocking a few times and opening the door, the former director, who was reading the newspaper half-lying back as usual, looked at Hanwoojin with a ridiculous face. He vomited out his emotions without hiding them.

“Hey, why do you always come here and live like this when you've sent them to rest? ”

“Even if you say that... this is the best facility. ”

Hanwoojin replied with a shy face. It was awkward for him to continue to come to the ship during the break. But a break doesn't mean you have to take a full workout break, and the most efficient training facility is in your vehicle.

Since it was there, I almost went to work.

A seasoned trainer from Taeyoung Athlete's Village.

Training facilities with the latest equipment.

From protein supplements to restaurants with a variety of diets, there was an environmentally appealing environment in NK rays if you were exercising properly. So I had no choice but to go to the gym outside.

“Phew, what can I say? I said he was like an old man, but I didn't know he was this old. Really.”

“Well…. ”

Han Woo-jin scratched his back. It was also inevitable in his nature that he liked to move a little more than to relax. How many times have I told you that nothing has changed?

I turned to the topic and asked the question.

“So, what brings you to me in broad daylight? We still need to rest for two more weeks. ”

Two weeks.

Surprisingly, time passed quickly. Han Woo-jin was a little surprised to learn that two months had passed more than three-quarters of the time, which only felt like a new long time. Even though he was reluctant to take a vacation, his body was taking a break.

After taking a moment to think about it, Han Woo-jin stopped thinking. What was important now was not this mild concern.

“Director, is history back? ”

“... Where did you hear that? ”

I narrowed the eyes of the director. It's like it's weird that Han Woo-jin now knows. However, he was able to answer without hesitation. What he did was a conjecture that anyone could think of.

“A basket of history came back in the shower. ”

“What the hell, were you talking about? ”

The former director scraped his hair that began to crumble, and put the cigarette back instead of taking it out. I wanted to smoke one, but Han Woo-jin was in front of me, so I broke his will. He took out a piece of xylitol gum and threw it in his mouth instead.

The tribute ceremony chewed gum for a while, but he was speechless. Han Woo-jin waited for his words without any restlessness. He was the one who told me what I needed to hear anyway. If I didn't have an answer, I would accept it if I didn't hear it.

Soon after all the gum sweets were gone, the director started talking before he put them in a paper towel and spit them out.

“It was yesterday that History returned. I came to the supervisor's office around dinner last night and apologized for the trouble I caused you. If you're going to do it in the first place, don't do it. You son of a bitch. ”

Although it has a harsh sound in its mouth, there are no negative emotions mixed together. It means that there was nothing wrong with Choi's gait. Hanwoojin listened to him with a little peace of mind.

“He left Korea as soon as he returned home after the Tokyo Open. This is as far as you know, right? ”

“Yes.”

“The story begins after that. He went on ATP tours, among other things, looking for high-quality competitions. The super agent went through a lot of trouble processing the flying receipts. ”

A spectacle? Han Woo-jin opened his eyes wide when he heard a strange word. I shook my head as if the director agrees with me.

“I didn't want to do it at first either. It's the type of person who doesn't care about other people's play and increases their abilities in their own way. Even when you watch a game, you look to get to know your opponent, and you don't look to get to know yourself. ”

Once again, Choi Hye Hyuk was a genius. The light was slightly dimmed by a mutant named Han Woo-jin, but the radiance of his talents was not inferior to anyone else's.

Basically, learning starts with imitating others. Imitate the movements of others, and then learn the logic.

However, Choi did not need the intramimetic process. If I had the skills I needed, I made it to suit my own body. A talent for swinging and punching at your own beats, whether it's a hand, a backhand, a robe or a drop. That's history.

It was the work of a genius.

“And then all of a sudden, I flipped the stance. The super agent said he went to see some of the relaxed athletes and played a few friendly games. ”

He said it wasn't the last season's stamp that was broken, and the director laughed nonsense.

Even Hanwoojin did not agree with that sound, but what he thought was slightly different from the former director. In Choi Hyuk's transformed behavior, there was something that had never been done before. I didn't know what it was.

He was even slightly anxious.

‘What changed history so much? ’

Han Woo-jin walked out of the supervision room and fell into a deep thought. It was no wonder Roger had left a few words for him. Therefore, as Han Woo-jin, the change of history was literally unknown.

But even that concern was not long.

Han Woo-jin, who was walking indecisively, found a man who looked familiar and familiar to me. An accessory that anyone can see when they walk down the street. He was a figure I could only tell from the back.

“History?”

“… Woojin. ”

I called him without even knowing it. Before Han Woo-jin's voice faded, Choi Yeon-Hyuk swung.

‘Different.’

What is in front of you is Choi Yeon-hyeok. That's got to be it. So why does it feel so different?

Choi Hyuk's weary face was slightly shaded, and his body looked a little twisted as well, whether it was the aftermath of traveling abroad. The voice was also rested or locked and the tone was low.

However, it was different for Han Woo-jin.

Despite the seemingly awkward mollusk, I felt much more dangerous than before.

"Shall we check?"

The racquetbag was still hanging on the right shoulder as if it were part of the body.

Then Hanwoojin's left hand reached for the racket in the bag.

Ends