God of Tennis

The moment Han Woo-jin countered the Roddick Serve for the first time, the audience as well as commentators marveled.

Return Ace! You've been served by Roddick, Hanwoojin!

Arrest... 245 km/h! I hit this with the right amount of force. But I got it from the front, perfect! If we keep going like this, we can win!

Served, but barely saw the return! Both athletes are completely separate from other athletes. It's terribly fast!

If Roddick Serve extracted a fearsome restraint through a swift rotation beyond his imagination, Hanwoojin's charge was also ignoring common sense. Even though it was a little out in front of the bass line, how could a person walk across the coat

You mean it?

Even Roddick had been returned from reading the pattern, but this was the first time he had ever been counteracted in this way.

“Hey, what was that? What happened? Did you get a score? ”

“What the hell! I didn't just take the sub and send him back! ”

“Who wouldn't know that? This is because I didn't see the ball! ”

Originally, it was almost impossible for a tennis ball to hide its tracks from people's view no matter how fast it was. Humans' vision was more powerful than they thought, and most of them could be captured unless they were very small like flies or mosquitoes.

However, Roddick and Han Woo-jin were in many different ways. Users of the sub, like Roddick, would not appear for the next seven years, and players with leapfrogging capabilities such as Han Woo-jin might never see it again. Literally a generation of rich people.

It was a struggle between the remaining musicals.

The flow of the game in the circular pattern began to shake the atmosphere in the arena as well. As the heat that had subsided for a moment rose again, the hot heat swept over the center of the cool dome and the blue coat.

And at that moment, everyone except for the two players kicked their tongues as if Han Woojin was not worthy.

‘It was close. It was a good time to miss. ’

Though I was so close to putting a ball at the tip of the racket that I succeeded in my return. Success was a tactical disqualification. Hanwoojin looked for other ways to roll his racket, but something came to mind.

There was none.

So I raised my head. If you can't find the answer within yourself, you can find it from the target. Through Hanwoojin's narrow eyes, his sheer eyes gleamed to the left and to the right. After a close look at Roddick's upper and lower quadrants, he gives a short speech.

“... You're shaking. ”

What the hell does this mean?

Before he can think of anything more, the referee-provoked Roddick throws the ball up. Three-point serve. Suddenly, Hanwoojin's thighs were swollen and swollen. The unusual leap in the shape of the bow that pulled the demonstration

It was proving it.

In exchange for excessive concentration, the surrounding sound disappears, and Roddick's body becomes blurred, which seemed like slow motion.

Paoaoaoaoang!

It was almost simultaneous with the foot dropping and the ball dropping. Han Woo-jin snaps his coat and bashes his head in with fear of pushing himself into the service coat. The power of the rooftop is so strong that even the Bound is creepy fast.

This time, however, the Han Woojin side was faster. If he swerved left, right or left, it might have been too late, but Roddick somehow flew the sub towards the center, that is, the midpoint.

That was the attachment of this point.

Pa-ang!

“Fifteen Thirty (15: 30)! ”

The Egyptian proverb says,

What happens once may not happen again. However, what happened twice will happen again.

The second successful return ace by Han Woojin proved the true meaning of this proverb.

Waaaaaahhhh!

The tight-knit tapping of the eardrum backs the cheer and moves back to its original position. In Hanwoojin's mouth was a smile of contrition. It was no exaggeration that the ‘shaking’ he found brought about a little result.

‘Is this a weakness? No matter how confident you are, you're shaking your mental facade in one good punch. ’

The issue at this point was Roddick's choice. If Roddick had not hesitated and aimed for the end of the sideline or near the center line, the odds of him getting it would have been less than five, but less than three.

But Roddick got hit by a ball aiming for the sideline at two points, and he made the wrong choice because he was atrophied in that one strike. There was no excuse. It was a clear choice.

‘Now's your chance. ’

The opposing Pokémon must be driven before the opposing Pokémon regains its sowing power. Like a hound chasing the scent of blood, the thread of blood runs across the back of Hanwoojin's hand.

Paoaoaoaoang!

I get hit twice, but I don't change my gut. It was more like an act of denial of reality than a foot of confidence. And in a battle where you have to pick a hand coldly, you tighten your neck.

Paan!

This time it's a backhand slice. When the user's confidence is shaken, even the invisible trajectory is revealed. Hanwoojin's clean back hand sharply cuts off the loose bound.

“Fifteen Forty (15: 40)! Set Point!”

With this, Roddick was at a loss. He could harvest the mentality in 10 or 5 minutes, but the rules of the tennis match were not so merciful. Immediately, Roddick swings his racket with his hollow face.

There was nothing else to say about the outcome.

* * *

Pa-ang!

The ball leaps over the net violently and crashes its head into the coat. Even before Michère's racket approached, the ball that struck the coat leapt away from the coat. It was a cool top spin.

“Roddick's game! ”

That's a tie again. Han Woojin's glances narrow as he seems to collapse, barely collapsing. After taking the first set, Hanwoojin tries to push through even two sets of momentum, but things don't get out so easily.

Rhodic Sharp Counter! He's making a slightly angry face as he misses the ball.

It's not as tough as a set, but it's sharper than a gap.

So do I. If one set was fighting with an axe or a hammer, two sets would be like fencing. Roddick is showing a surprising amount of power.

What combination of Angie Roddick and delicacy doesn't work better than that? His technique of pushing with a strong physical is not very good. Of course, this is the standard of the top rankers, falling below the mid-level players.

Not at the level.

However, Han Woo-jin has stepped into the ranking ranker ranks in his own way. After surviving Zokovich and even Cedric, there's no way he can stay in the middle ranks. I never thought I'd be able to propagate against him like this. Honestly, a guy named Roddick...

I was about to be seen again.

Bam!

Roddick raises the ball as he unfolds the rally. Whether it was intended or not, the ball is good food for Han Woo-jin. He still has about three SPs left, and without hesitation jumps to the ground.

Slug, the worst of Satan, snatches his jaw open.

Phew!

A single shot, loaded with all its weight, drops like a cannonball thanks to Hanwoojin's unusual strength. Even Roddick can't get it out in front of him. The power of special skills is beyond common sense.

Maybe 20,000 people who've hit the slug and injured their wrists in the same way, from the bottom to the top.

A formal understroke cannot get the slug.

With confidence in Hanwoojin's slug, Roddick battles forward.

Pa-ang!

One of the arrogant arrows pierces Hanwoojin's coat. The ball could have reacted if it had been prepared, but the confidence contained in the slug grabbed my ankle. It's the most dangerous thing to do when the ball you hit comes back with confidence, just like Roddick did.

“Game Roddick, 43! Court Change!”

The sub-game has been braked in a tense situation. In a situation that could be considered a crisis, Han Woo-jin analyzed the situation with a frowny face. The opponent rarely sticks out his head as long as this side doesn't wager a power battle. Losing a set, he coughs repeatedly.

Looks like you got your good looks back.

‘I've been smart about it... but it's a long shot. If we change the tactics here, there's no way to cope flexibly. ’

Moreover, there was no income at all in the game I had just played. During a short break between games, he noticed that Roddick's fingers were slightly trembling.

Roddick's strength was broken even in front of the slug, but the price was never light.

“... I'm going to finish this. ”

If anyone could hear me, I would be arrogant and say nothing strange. However, Han Woo-jin's voice did not shake a bit. It was proof that he was confident in what he said. He scores Roddick and himself with an objective eye, and the winner and the winner of the match are already decided.

It was just a judgment that it had been made.

Following the referee's call, the two players stood back on their coats, facing each other with opposite faces. Roddick gets tired and throws the ball with a slightly pale face, and Han Woojin leans forward against him.

Pa-ang!

Roddick Serve did not write. The stronger the serve, the harder it was to deal with the intercept.

So, the two sets lowered the restraints of Hanwoojin, Rodik, or Serve, and continued to use it as a platform for rallies. The two who gave up the winning numbers moved the stage to the loading field on the base line, which is their specialty.

Then Han Woo-jin moved.

Get it!

Forward, jump forward without waiting for the ball to bounce to the base line. He saved SP except that he used Stinger occasionally. As far as storming was concerned, I still had some time left to use it. As long as you jump in front of it like you're flying.

Woojin brings out the racket.

Paan!

As soon as the ball bounces, the halfbali gets picked up. It was more like picking up a racket, but if you have a solid level of strength, it will accelerate just by slitting your wrists. The ball twists its head over the net and slaps the side of the white line.

“Love Fifteen (0: 15)! ”

Tactical changes. Roddick senses them, and Han Woo-jin fixes the racket with a more relaxed attitude. The difference in temperature between the two faces proved the superiority between them.

Roddick's tactics are based on his specialty, Rally on the Baseline. It was difficult to find the bow path if Han Woo-jin did not stay on the base line and held Bali, Drop and Robe during the mixed psychological warfare. Barricaded Row, best of all.

Dick was originally sealed with more than three skills.

Pa-ang!

“Han Test Game, 44! ”

Simply braking. Hanwoojin, who broke Roddick's sub-game, quickly began to take control of his coat. The new weapon, Storming, has made the distance from the base line to the service line equal to zero.

The air begins to flow on the frozen coat. In a bad way for Roddick.

Pa-ang!

‘Now I see. ’

By pushing Roddick relentlessly, Han Woo-jin understood why he had decided to retire early compared to his magnificent career. Roddick had a fatal flaw. It was not the kind that could be fixed either. I'd rather call it the Limit.

I didn't think it would be more right.

His career at the pinnacle, by relying on a natural physical, was definitely great. No one can disparage Roddick's accomplishments.

But that was it.

‘I see why I wasn't afraid of you. ’

For Roddick, there were no absolute strengths such as Pedro, physical strength and flexibility close to irons such as Radar, or perfect perfection such as Zokovich. If the opponent is capable of manipulating or handing over his physical, there is no way to overcome it.

A time has come when athletes with the same limitless strength as Roddick could not aim for the climax.

Pa-ang!

“Fifteen Forty (15: 40)! Han Test, Match Point! ”

The cheer that came to my ears was far away. Now, Han Woo-jin saw nothing but Angie Rhodes. After a very short period of maturity, it was only clear that he was walking down the ramp.

“... you were strong. ”

It may not sound like it, but it's like it's cheering.

Han Woo-jin's voice fades out of his mouth. I hope he didn't do anything wrong. You just chose the path that maximized your advantage. Then the price and responsibility were all his burden. It was not something Han Woo-jin would vomit about.

So let's end this. From now on, let's put our hands on your back to slowly walk the way down the era.

As he responded, Hanwoojin's racket soared.

Whole Heart Constraint.

An intense full swing that throws you all over.

A two-handed pohand that breaks bones when hit by a person and breaks rackets when you tap the ground.

Paoaoaoaoang!

Green flashes out.

The vision bites the tail of the vision.

Stroke, which Hanwoojin honed with all his might, tears Rodik's defenses from the front.

Paaang!... Bang!

The ball protrudes from the coat and knocks forcefully against the wall around it.

And just as the sound was a signal, the referee stood up and crossed his arms.

“Game Set! Match won by Ujin Han! ”

Exactly 3 seconds of static.

When he looked up at the ceiling because he had nowhere else to look at the situation, a cheerful thunderstorm erupted.

Han Woo-jin! Han Woo-jin!

Your eardrums freeze with your name resonating. Hanwoojin grabs his right arm, which began to tremble from the moment of relaxation, and throws his gaze across the net. There was Roddick looking down at the ground with a furious look. Maybe Nouveau

Rodick's the one who's saving his limit.

‘Go ahead, man. ’

It is inevitable for any athlete who is late or fast. He just goes down as fast as he comes up. I had to go someday.

Han Woo-jin raised his head. One day he will also walk downhill. Under him, there will be a job for the man coming up from behind.

Even so,

“Not today. ”

Unlike Roddick, he still had room to climb.

Hanwoojin grabbed the racket while enjoying the satisfaction that was rising inside him.

With everyone's congratulations and cheers behind him, he began to firmly move his steps. Forward.

End

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