God of Tennis

At about 1 p.m., the sun that had just risen in the middle sky vomited the scorching sun. A deep ripe red clay coat gives two players a restless gust of steam. A cool breeze blows outside.

The cucumber turns into a smoky wind, and as soon as I pick up the rolling ball, I transfer the hot heat to the palm of my hand.

‘Then I forgot to bring water to Seyeon. ’

Han Woo-jin remembered something he forgot after getting into his coat, but it was funny to say that he was going down for a while now. He had to say goodbye to Shin Se-yeon, who had a stiff face like what was going on. From her point of view, Hanwoojin, who broke the water, appeared with Napa El Radal without a doubt.

I didn't think about what else I would say later, and I didn't stay long.

In front of you is Radar. On top of his front yard, Claycourt, he looks at him with a grip on the ball. A fool who wastes his focus in this situation is not even qualified to claim a world ranker.

“Woojin, are you ready? ”

The voice from across the net was calm everywhere. Tension, relaxation, excitement, expectations. All of those emotions were mixed together and illuminated like a calm sleep. Where Radar stood, even the blooming azrang sank like a calm lake.

There seemed to be.

I didn't have to answer with my mouth. Hanwoojin lowered to his question and pulled the racket in his right hand to the center of his body. Being positioned to project the serve, the answer is more clear than any other speech.

It was.

“ OK. I like that attitude. ”

Radar furiously dislocated his undivided eyes. Then I threw the ball that was holding it up. The toast, which had been practiced a few hundred times, perhaps a few thousand times more, fell in a straight line in a windless environment.

Pa-ang!

‘You're coming to Topspin. ’

Radar in Clay plays a fearsome topspin, powered by intense forehand. The powerful wrist force of the spinning serve will bounce to an enormous height the moment it hits the powerful clay coat. Stopped Vehicle

It was the same logic as the rear of the.

On the other hand, the sub that was lowered into Hanwoojin's service coat bounced vertically at the same time as the collision. So far, he hasn't left his expectations a bit. The problem was the subsequent development.

Damn it, it's too fast! ’

Maybe the speed itself was faster on the hard drive. However, the feeling was completely different. Whether the angle is more acute, the surge of force surpasses his head did not give him enough room to pick up the racket. Based on Hard

I also participated in greatly slowing down the reaction of the moment with the trained sensation.

Eventually, the first serve crossed Hanwoojin's shoulders in vain and fled his coat.

“Fifteen Love. So, what do you think? It's a little different than what you saw on the hard drive, isn't it? ”

“ … definitely. ”

Hanwoojin nods softly. It was acceptable as an taunt, but more than that, the current serve was even more shocking. Don't tell me the bounce is this different because the coat's material has changed. Of course, no one else.

Not considering it's Radar.

Radar doesn't fly the sub in a row, but walks back and forth with a slack. Rather than giving and receiving the ball quietly, he seemed to focus on mixing stories and teaching.

“My sub usually bounces that much. It's a little slower than the hard drive, but it'll be hard to feel it because the angle shifts. Right?"

“That's right. Exactly."

At Radar's exact point, Han Woo-jin nods again. Unlike some ignorant people's illusions, athletes who practice myriad theories directly with their bodies often have a good understanding of the principles of technology.

There was a limit to how far you can go with your instincts and instincts. Sometimes those who go beyond that limit appear, but we cannot base them on such exceptions.

“ Do not measure the distance on the hard side. It might have been optimal on the hard drive, but the spacing from Clay is just fine. ”

Han Woo-jin recalculated the distance between where the ball had dropped and where he had stopped. It was the best position in the hardcoat, a distance that made it possible to fit instinctively without thinking and without running.

‘That's why I can't. ’

But that best story is limited to hard-coats. The same distance in Clay was closer to Wast than the last. The placement with the racket was not high enough to practice smash, and

Neither was I.

It was something I couldn't figure out when Shin Se-yeon put the serve in. Her service, just an ordinary person, was good enough to deal with the spinal reflexes without having to think about anything with her head. So I didn't even have to think about this principle. Beginner

There was a reason why we didn't improve that much when we fought each other on a white day.

Come to think of it, was there a saying in the old adage that artisans don't blame tools?

For tennis, it was the opposite. The more skilled the person, the more influenced the variable, such as the material of the coat. Of course, going to a different court didn't mean that your skills were going down or that you were going down, but there's a fine line between the top rankers.

It becomes a wall that cannot be crossed.

In the original way, Hanwoojin could not realize it even if he hit the ball on his own for a hundred days, and Han Woo-jin was enlightened by the strength of the Clay named Radar. In many ways, it could not be a performance.

“Then let's do it again. ”

Once you understand the general principle, you will also need to have a physical experience. As Radar regains his position, Hanwoojin also lowers the center of Jigsaw. Loosen the tightening of your thighs a little bit, and take some advice from Radar a few times.

I carved it into my head.

Pa-ang!

It's just the opposite direction, but it's exactly the same sphere as the first sub. Speed was also not much different. This is the time to stop and wait for the ball to bounce.

Bam!

The ball jumps up at a fearsome speed. It was clearly so different from the hard-coat bounce. Speed, angle.

But the difference between ready and not was much more.

‘All right, we got an angle. ’

I just remembered how many stroke trajectories I hadn't seen before. The price was a step slower than the hardcoat and spaced apart. The king of Clay, Radar's advice, immediately came into effect.

Paan!

Forhand draws a clean line and bursts into flames. Just like releasing the tears from the Service Ace, the strength stat reached 68 was immense. Even though there was no room to rotate to the shoulders, the ball was powered by Smash.

I crossed the net. Radar was also surprised that this reception wouldn't come out.

But he was King of Clay.

One cannot bear the weight of the throne if one cannot handle such a sudden situation.

Above the wind-stopping coat, a thunderstorm blows without any headlights.

Pa-ang!

A sliding radal swings the racket as if he were riding an inline skate. The ball, which was hit with a force as strong as Hanwoojin, accelerated to a speed greater than the flying speed and hammered the right sideline. The perfect thing that wouldn't even let me have it.

Balinese shots.

However, Han Woo-jin did not look back at the artistic shot, but just stared at him with a blank face.

‘What, that move just now...? ’

It wasn't the Balinese shot he needed to notice. It was even more frightening that Radar, who flew a sub and stopped close to defenseless, suddenly ran to the other side of his coat. Reactions that are a few steps outside the realm of spontaneity

It was.

Of course, if I ran as hard as I could, I could run at that speed. But it was always just about keeping up with the pace. You run with all your might, you put on all your brakes, and he beats Bali to perfection because he's short?

It was an unimaginable movement.

“Phew, I'm surprised. What are you hitting so hard for? ”

Moreover, Radal himself, who showed such a gesture, was returning to his original position without much emotion. It doesn't seem particularly special to him. Which means that the movement we just saw was nothing more than the "average" of Napa 'el Radal.

It was.

‘King of Clay...’

Han Woo-jin felt like he knew what he was saying. That the creature standing mistakenly in front of you is the man worthy of the Red Coat's throne.

“Okay, so one more time? ”

Radar picks up the ball that was rolling under his feet with a flat face. It was only the third time. I realized what it means to stand on this coat with just two bumps.

With Hanwoojin now, no matter how many fights you fight, you can't beat Radar in Clay.

“ Yes, let's keep going. ”

I don't want to miss this opportunity.

* * *

Gulp gulp.

“Whoa, now I feel like I'm going to live. ”

In the end, Shin Se-yeon, who went to get water herself, emptied out 500ml pets in one go and dried her throat. She did not forget to exercise, but her practice with Han Woo-jin was too intense. Even though it was all I had to put in the sub,

It was impossible to keep track of her.

‘As expected, the profession is different. ’

I thought I was feeling normal as an agent, but I felt completely different after going through it with my body.

I couldn't keep up with the amount of professional exercise at a slightly more refined level like her. I couldn't even imagine being the same person, leaving the level difference. Obviously there were more exercises on that side, but tiredness was faster on this side. Common sense.

Lo was not a convincing story.

Shin Se-yeon sat back on her leaning chair and looked at the two players who were still exhausted and frantic. The sunny red coat was boring to watch. Like the steam from a teapot with a smoldering sand dune.

In spite of the bloom, they had no chance of slowing down.

If it didn't seem like it was consuming physical strength as it looked, it wasn't.

“Men. ”

She presses on the sunglasses she brought to her slightly bored face. It was over two hours ago that the two men who went up without any time to ask for the ball. You hit the serve as soon as you got your hands on the set or the game. Alternate Earl

On the red coat, whether it was Mana sweating or not, there were also several thick circles.

How long will he keep doing that?

She might have to stop him if she had to. A feverish man often forgets when to stop.

Immediately, a harsh voice flowed into Shin Se-yeon's ear, who was fixating her gaze on her coat.

“No, why is he doing that again? ”

Her reflective gaze recognizes the opponent. Blonde and white t-shirt. A tall, beautifully shaped Westerner. If he was wearing a white robe, he would have looked intelligent, like a researcher, but he popped out of his mouth with a quickfire.

has ruined the image of the rough slang.

“There…"

“Hmm? Who are you?"

I guess I didn't even know she was there. Shin Se-yeon introduced herself pointing to the coat.

“This is Shin Se-yeon, an agent of Han Woojin who is playing a game with Radar player right now. ”

“Oh, good to see you. I'm Duff Macmillan, Radar. ”

The two people who took their business cards out of their arms and exchanged them for a moment were caught in silence. I thought we'd have something to talk about once we got to know each other, but after talking, I didn't have anything to say. You two were the first to see what Han Woojin and Radar did.

I decided to turn my gaze over the coat raising the window heat.

Bam, bam! Paan!

Both of them seem to have lost their stamina and strength. Even a small firecracker sounds like it's exploding constantly.

From the beginning, the two of them were fighting with each other for some time, but now they're just swinging the racket around without a word.

Shin Se-yeon sighed unknowingly as she saw two fighters fighting like prepaid boars.

““ Phew. ” ”

But the sound was overlapping. The two agents look at each other next to each other in surprised eyes, then bow their heads in embarrassment. It was because an ominous premonition, which seemed to be seen several more times in the future, struck their minds simultaneously.

And the two of them were watching The Radar and Han Woojin's sweatshirt for a week, literally, that their premonitions were always right.

In the hot sun.

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