God of Tennis

< Two-Way Path # 2 >

Among the two attributes given by the choice of 'super-strength’, Hanwoojin first chose ‘bastards.' This trait, which added a powerful scoring ability only once, further doubled the power of Hanwoojin who was still strong.

Hanwoojin, who had been able to keep track of information about his traits through the previous notification, was surprised to hear that his strength had increased by 3 times.

"You're three times stronger here?" If I hadn't, I'd have gone up by two while I was filming the force. ’

He added strength to the hand he inadvertently gave the racket. The grip, wrapped in black rubber, squeaks and screams. Temporary amplification was the result of tightening the handle like the strength reaching areas other than the specification of one and 70.

“Oops.”

If I had held on just a little longer, I would have gotten rid of a healthy racket. It was only after Hanwoojin plucked the racket into the air a few times that he could feel relieved. Does the expensive stuff cost a lot of money, or does the racket's freight team prepare it?

Im didn't even let out a little loosening.

I didn't feel like there was anything left to hold on to after testing my strength for no reason. And now it was Han Woo-jin's turn to serve. As I was wasting my time like this, I was warned by the judgment, but I had nothing to say.

‘Let's play it normal for now. ’

My mind came up with many thoughts and repeatedly sank. I wondered whether special skills such as Stinger would be calibrated by the 'batsman’, and how technology such as drop or robe would be calibrated without being heavily influenced by force.

But what was the point of blowing up a meaningless attempt at a single experience that was given as a reminder?

Han Woo-jin, who decided to serve normally, threw the ball up. Even though the strength has increased greatly, there is no foolishness in even the ability to throw the ball. It was the same clean toast as always, whether the system was calibrated or thanks to his senses.

However, the next thing was very different from always.

Immediately before the ball hit the racket, Han Woo-jin felt his whole body swell up tightly, and realized that the springy bending joints pulled the protest together as he stretched. Even the repulsive force from the sole of his coat.

It was too different from usual.

Surprised by the strange senses from the whole body, Han Woo-jin swung his racket as hard as he could.

Puang!

A loud rumbling sound echoes through the air as if baking any lies. Even though the racket hit the drum, not the ball, it was hard to believe. Even the referee who was sitting still and watching the rally, his eyes widened, wanting to know what this means. Jumping Smash.

I wanted to come or not.

And shortly after, the silent sound of the ball rising and falling quietly spread in the stadium.

Tong...

“… F, Fifteen Love (15: 0)! ”

Despite the late judgment's score call, the stadium remained silent. Only Han Woo-jin looked at the wall on which the speedometer was attached, with a face that was no different than usual. It was also because he was curious about the speed of the serve he had just hit.

Immediately after, Han Woo-jin's face, looking at the wall, slightly changed its shape. Only the slightest lips represented his astonishment.

231 km/h.

It was shocking to surpass the sub-highest confinement ever recorded, 213 km/h, by almost 20.

* * *

“Hmmm, is that the ‘Urgin Han' that Pedro mentioned? ”

The man muttered in an intriguing voice, looking suspiciously dressed.

A baseball cap pressed against his sunglasses and a thick forearm extending from the sleeve of a short-arm cotton tee allowed him to see that he was not unusual. In fact, some people were already noticing who he was, but he wasn't interested in the game.

I was being careful not to interrupt.

When he looked at the speedometer attached to the wall around his coat, he spoke to the man in the glasses who was sitting next to him in a playful tone.

“Hey, Duff. I don't remember a single word about Eugene Han being a player who could hit that serve. ”

“Of course, you idiot. That was the first time! ”

A bright blonde with impressive glasses, Duff shoved his glasses up the back of his nose and shot them roughly. I knew it was a joke, but it was more urgent to analyze Hanwoojin who suddenly revealed another side.

"What the hell? You've been hiding a serve like that all this time? Or did you just make a restraining order like that in two months? Either way, it doesn't make any sense.... ’

As Duff, who also cares about rational theory in sports, he could not do so.

If you were hiding it, the reason was unclear, and if your restraint increased to close to 20 km in two months, you will even be suspected of taking steroids. And the ATP League had very thorough rules for doping inspections.

The doping test was very rigorous, as Australia attracted one of the Grand Slams this time alone. Moreover, Duff, a person in the industry with reasonable knowledge of steroidal drugs, knows that steroids are also not the answer.

There.

Even if he continued to administer the drug of the escaping suspension family after acting for a short period of time, it was impossible to build strength without any apparent change. The only player that could not be explained logically was Han Woo-jin, 'Woo-jin Han'.

Thinking carefully for almost 10 minutes, Duff, who tried to take on all of these possibilities, finally let go. His knowledge and experience did not make sense of Han Woojin's ridiculous subrestraint.

“Hey, Radar. What do you think? ”

“ Yes? What?"

The sunglasses man, Radar, stared straight through his coat and asked again without turning his head. It was a visible response to the lack of conscience, but it was more common to talk like this, like Radar or Duff or each other. A crocodile rather than an agent's relationship with a player.

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“The player who scored 213 km of top restraint in the previous season shot 231 km just two months ago. ”

It was a straightforward question. Radar scratches his nose with his index finger for a moment, then returns the answer with a faint voice.

“Wow, that's amazing!" I thought. "

“... You can't be serious, right? ”

Duff's voice becomes sharper. He was seriously demanding answers from Radar. Although he was a reasonable theorist, he also acknowledged that there were areas that were not visible to him as a player. Maybe he doesn't see it.

I thought he might have noticed.

Then Radar got a little serious. He looks back at Duff with a completely lost face.

“I don't think I didn't sell drugs. Those who touch the pills are just pretending to be them. Mr. Hahn has no such distinction. ”

“ Don't you think that's all there is to it? ”

“ But you're rarely wrong, right? ”

“Th-that's just it. ”

Durf nods, even though he doesn't deserve it.

To date, Radar has been in a number of rallies and some of them have been given steroids to achieve a strong physical ability. Even so, he couldn't beat Radar, got kicked out by the association, or suspended.

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Perhaps that experience has allowed the top athletes, including Radar, to be very good at identifying their differences and anomalies. When I felt something like a subtle glamour, it was mostly a win if I caught it. Those who have passed the doping test are also tested by the athletes' instincts.

Every time I saw Duff get caught, Duff was in pain.

“What if it's not steroids? Have you been hiding your skills or something? ”

“Perhaps not. I wonder if there's a player who can save his strength with Pedro in front of him. ”

Radar denies Duff's speculative remarks in a bold voice. He knew that feeling because he had fought Roger several times. The obsession that you have to keep the power up, the weight that hangs on the world's best names, is something you can take for granted.

It is not Ryu.

“ And if he had, Pedro would have noticed. He's not missing anything I know. I don't even want to meet her outside of Claycourt. ”

He looked genuinely disgusted. Even if the opponent has the upper hand, it is a difficult player, Roger. Beyond Claycourt in the front yard, odds drop, and Forhand Topspins target weaknesses, but can't relax.

It was.

And as he continued to deny his claims or assumptions, Duff provoked Radar to answer as he snorted.

“If you weren't hiding your steroids or skills, where the hell did that serve come from? Tell me what you think. ”

“ I don't know. ”

Radar is speedy, and no matter how quick he answers, Duff opens his mouth and loses his jaw.

But it was also Radar's sincerity without a single scratch. He also had no idea what kind of trick Han Woo-jin was doing, so he was able to fly such a serve. It doesn't make any sense. It was a completely variable mass. 그런

If you try to dig the girl with your head, you'll only score like Duff.

‘As long as it's Eugene, Roger Pedro is watching. ’

Sure, it's fun.

Radar's two thick, manly brows twitch. It looked like the tail of a happy dog.

* * *

Paan!

A one-handed hand forhand. A stroke, like the symbol of a punch, burrows through the glass's service coat.

The serve, which quickly surpassed 200 per hour, immediately led to an Ace of Service if the cup wanted to react a little later. At first, even the doublefolt, which had been out a few times to adjust the foam to its strength, was no longer able to find a trace. Unconsciously, Han Woojin's

A practicing opponent, Jan Ferda.

“Han Test Game! Set won by Ujin Han, 26! ”

Hanwoojin picked his breath as he bounced off the sweat drops of his iliac bone above his nose base. Whether he managed to manage his health by deliberately handing over two games, his breath quickly recovered his tranquility. Now that you've finished one set, take a 10-minute break.

I was able to recover my strength.

‘I spent more time than I thought because of my impulsivity. It's better to use a batter in succession. ’

The moment I sat down on the bench, I felt an exhilarating sensation from my swollen leg muscles. Blood that was constantly constantly constricting and relaxing suddenly spread out. It was pain, not pain, that anyone had ever felt.

“Phew…! ”

Barely enduring the thrill of the mouse's ascension, Hanwoojin began to worry about "impulsiveness" and "hitter." Now that I've used all of the attributes once, I had to choose between them to use them more than this. Just as he thought.

was much more difficult to use than the aggressor.

‘Swiftness slightly increases physical ability until a single point is determined. It's definitely okay to have 1 strength and 1 agility... but my stamina is wearing off too quickly. ’

When activated, a stat of strength and agility is increased by 1. There was no more visible effect than when using the batter, but I could easily see that something was helpful. But compared to its effects,

Stamina consumed too quickly.

That kind of frustration continued throughout the rally, like holding your breath when lifting a heavy weight or running for a short distance. It's a good thing the rally ended on the right line, but if it had been stretched... it would still be breathing out of its mouth.

Neither did I.

Soon, Han Woo-jin decided.

At the same time, a notification popped up, and he asked him to choose an option.

[Please select a attribute.]

1. Rapid onset 2. Heavy hitter

As he recalled in his mind number two, the notices that had come to his mind disappeared cleanly, and I felt a subtle strangeness in his body. Now Hanwoojin is equipped with other weapons besides special skills.

‘Are we... getting closer?' ’

The Giant's back that I saw in Tokyo was still far away. Hanwoojin felt satisfied that his skills were increasing, believing that they were still closing one step at a time. I can do things I couldn't do in the past now. Even if it's not Han Woo-jin,

It was the kind of pleasure I felt.

"The Force of Terror," and "The Beater."

It was unlikely that Ferda, who was weaker than Han Woojin, would be able to defeat him with two additional powers. The cup that was used thoroughly as a practitioner of 'super-strength’ and ‘batter’ eventually declared a withdrawal in the fifth set of games.

Out of the unnoticed gaze of his eyes, Han Woo-jin posted his name on the third round of Sydney International.

End