God of Tennis

The newly groomed couple were able to arrive at the Sydney Olympic Park in no time with the help of a secluded road situation. It has a great name for the Olympic Park, so it is easy to guess that the facility is large.

When I arrived, I couldn't help but be amazed.

“… wow, it's huge! I came across several related accommodations and parks nearby. It's good for citizens after the Olympics. ”

“There's no place like this well-equipped. It was created for the Games in 2000, but it's too bad to do it once. ”

The two of them expressed their elongation while exploring the unparalleled views of the Sydney Olympic Park. Wherever I looked, there was no place I wasn't surprised. A map of the park's interior at a glance lets you see the magnificence of its scale indirectly.

It was.

At the Olympics, it felt like he was willing to capture the 110,000 people at the stadium, the Super Dome where concerts and basketball matches were held, and all the existing sporting events. Sports, swimming, hockey, archery... Spot like an Olympic stadium

Even the tss were lightly over two orders of magnitude.

The two of them could only find a tennis court on the map after stuttering around with their fingers like that. The information was impressive that it could accommodate close to 20,000 people.

20,000. Can we fill half this huge audience? Han Woo-jin couldn't give up his skeptical position.

He and Shin Se-yeon walked diligently, but considering the size of the facility, it took time. By the time I arrived at the tennis court near the golf centre, the two faces were slightly damp with no sweat.

At the barely facing entrance, several Australian youth wearing a staff badge were closing in. Apparently, they were checking the tickets.

“Just a moment, please. ”

Instead of approaching them first, Shin Se-yeon moved to a ticketing booth installed near the entrance. I thought you'd be quicker than explaining things to the concierge.

And in front of Han Woo-jin, she wanted to talk to the staff at the ticket office, and took out a few wallets and took two tickets.

Han Woo-jin asked her, who had quickly returned to her side.

“Well, you didn't get it for free, did you? ”

“Well, that's what I expected. Woojin is a competitor, so he says he can just go in, but the agent also has to buy a ticket. ”

Shin Se-yeon shrugged her shoulders, handing over a ticket. It seemed like I knew this would happen anyway. Nevertheless, I do not know that a player who assigns seats to all parties for free will be a problem in terms of return and equity. Han Woo-jin voted silently.

You chase after her, taking a shot and going for a walk.

As I walked through the entrance, the view of the tennis court was opened. I noticed bright blue coats all around and white lines running around. And there's an auditorium on all sides of the perimeter around the coat.

It was.

That's a lot more people than I thought. We don't usually get this crowd from the preliminaries. ’

Looking around, Hanwoojin looked slightly surprised at the number of audiences that exceeded his expectations.

Although ATP League was not very popular in the preliminary contests between athletes in the lower rankings. There were many games that were not high from the level of the game itself, and there were many games that I had to play because I was too busy to come and watch.

It was.

But is Australia one of the tennis powerhouses?

Like a country that is responsible for one axis of Grand Slam, citizens seemed to take a lot of interest in tennis. More than half of the exterior court seats seemed to accommodate about a thousand people were crowded. Horse races are happening everywhere.

It was surprising that there were nearly 500 audiences.

“Se-yeon, you don't have anything else for the preliminaries, do you? ”

“Yes, you should, but not all of the athletes who participated in the qualifications have memorized their profiles, so they won't be very useful. ”

Shin Se-yeon realized the intention contained in Han Woo-jin's question and returned detailed answers. It would be more efficient to go to a cautious player's game if you had to. He wanted to find the coat that the best player in the game was playing, but given the current situation,

The book seemed impossible.

“Well... let's go this way. ”

Han Woo-jin pondered for a moment and took a picture of the closest coat to where the two stood.

I chose the nearest point because it was the one or the other. Just touching the skin, the tingling sun made them avoid walking far away.

Paan!

The moment you step into the auditorium of the coat, just to the right, the sound of the ball being smashed out of your ears.

It was a cool sound, like blowing away hot weather all at once.

And as soon as he heard that sound, Han Woo-jin quickly stepped down to a seat nearby and fixed his gaze on his coat. He seemed interested in the rally unfolding before his eyes.

“… really, I only know tennis. ”

Shin Se-yeon smiled lightly, glancing at Han Woo-jin. He always did. From the moment I met him until now, he was always running toward me with his racket bag hanging on his shoulders.

On a cool seat in the shade created by the tilted sun, the two of them always looked at each other's landscape.

* * *

Hanwoojin's thin eyes moved around like metal. Eyes are constantly on the ball that crosses the bottom of the net and coat. As he was making fun of his eyes, he sometimes twitched his eyebrows.

I asked the question.

‘No matter how I look at it, something's going to happen. ’

He's been feeling strange since he started watching the game. The correction of the system, along with high agility readings, revealed an unnatural point in the movement of the ball. I can't tell you what I saw in the other coat, Han Woo.

Gene's vision had already reached an area outside the specification.

The green ball taps the coat. The ball slowly drops to the ground, shifting its shape, and it bounces up shortly. It was a bounce, a stroke that made no difference to the eyes of others.

However, I didn't think Hanwoojin's gaze would be dull. Instead, it only got sharper. He confirmed the heterogeneity of the coat he had in mind.

‘There's been a mistake. It'll be hard to measure if you don't hit it directly from your coat, but just by knowing it's there, it's a harvest. ’

The more I looked at it, the more I felt different. Even though the ball bounced lower than expected, even though it was a hard coat, it also slowed quite a bit. I thought you said rebound ace. You said it was more buffering than a normal hard coat.

I guess it wasn't kite talk.

At that time, Shin Se-yeon, who was sitting next to me watching the game together, muttered in a low voice.

“It's a little higher than I expected, but it doesn't look like you're doing particularly well. ”

Han Woo-jin, who had been staring at his coat and ball for a long time, only looked at the players after hearing that sound. One of his new outstretched hands grips the tip of the racquetback. Hanwoojin briefly looked at the two athletes on the coat alternately.

I confirmed her words.

“… I see. ”

High level, but not very good.

That was very accurate. She measured the value of the player from a different angle than Han Woo-jin.

‘Clearly the average levels are high... but there's nothing special about them. I don't see anything we can call variables. ’

Although the difference in skill will definitely cut you down, it is not just the difference in skill that determines victory or loss. Even the weaker side, tactics and imagination can be used to defeat the stronger side. On the contrary, even the strongest side uses the wrong tactics to bluff.

It can be lifted.

In front of them, however, there seemed to be no room for such a kind of flashing base or counterattack.

I didn't say the stat or skill level was low. Rather, he was on the higher side. The stats were only slightly below the average of 60, and the skills were also above or below the average of 10 levels.

But they are merely mediocre skills, repeating the mediocre rally that cannot overcome the cars. When you meet an opponent who is stronger than you, you can't do it either.

‘You don't have to worry about that level. ’

Those who came out before the preliminaries didn't have to worry about that level. Without the use of special skills, the opponents who appeared to be impenetrable up until a year ago were now able to overcome the odds.

It turned out to be a trembling place with no meaning to save.

When I thought about it, I felt a sense of stiffness. Hanwoojin took his eyes off his coat and looked up at the ceiling for a moment. He was always crawling at the bottom, and when he looked down at someone, it felt so weird.

Is it because I feel so complicated?

Han Woo-jin couldn't notice the approaching circumstance that he would not otherwise have missed.

“Excuse me, are you a Korean right-wing player? ”

“ Ah? Oh, yes. Correct."

It was a strange accent. Hanwoojin, surprised by the sudden handover, glances back. There must be someone there who recognizes him and speaks.

“I, who are you? ”

The kidney was about the same as Han Woojin, but he weighed quite a lot. He was more abundantly attached to muscles as a whole, unlike being fat.

And he had a slightly depressed look on his face, but he wasn't that depressed. The elongated eyebrows seemed to make that impression.

“Oh, my God. Excuse me, I'm Marcos Bodyshi, and I'm joining you here at Sydney International. ”

“Oh, you're a player? ”

Reflexively, Hanwoojin's hand grabs the racket. It didn't look strange because my hands had just been there. As he adds power to his grip, Marcos' stat spear fills his brain.

Marcos Body City

Strength 68/HP 66/Agility 62

HP 2570/2640 SP 910/910

Forehand: 13/20

Backhand: 14/20

Sub-Level: 12/20

Bali Level: 14 of 20

Smash Level: 11/20

Dropshot Level: 14 of 20

Robe Level: 13/20

Special Skills:??

‘Strong.’

His body hardened unwittingly. A player with this level of skill could not have been ordinary. All the athletes he had encountered in and out of his coat so far were strong enough to stand in front of the top five fingers. Ji

Even Han Woo-jin of Gold can never guarantee victory.

Either you know Han Woo-jin's tension, Shin Se-yeon next to him looked surprised and muttered in a small voice.

“Marcos Bodyshi... ranked 11th in the world! ”

HighRanker.

A vigilante who had tried his best to avoid the Australian Open was in front of his eyes.

What the hell is he talking about here? Marcos opens his mouth in front of Han Woojin, who rolls his eyes with a clumsy look.

“" Nice to meet you, Mr. Han. You have no idea how excited I am to see you. ”

He looked genuinely happy. As Han Woo-jin, who didn't know what was in English, he had no choice but to protest. The clumsy English made a hard accent, followed by his rumours.

“ How excited are you to see me? ”

End beyond equator # 2

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