God of Tennis

Even with Han Woo-jin's voice, Radar's voice was not usually loud. If he looked down, would all the people surrounding him turn their heads? Before returning any of your answers, the castle is in your coat.

Radar leaps out and slaps his shoulders.

“Oh my God, Woojin! How the hell did you get here? No, if he's coming, he'll call ahead! ”

“Napa, wait · · · ”

“You didn't just come to Spain, what competition did you come here for? Barcelona? Valencia? Or Monte Carlo?"

I was choked by Radar's pack of beads, which gave me no room to say a word. Where charisma is sold in the stadium, there is more quickfire than local women.

“ Hey! I need to talk to you! ”

Eventually, he stood in front of his friend, tall as a mule, and punched him in the abdomen of a friend who was just talking. Of course, it wasn't a good beating, but the fist of Hanwoojin, which was clearly the highest level among active players, gathered to stop Radar from breathing.

I didn't have it.

The series of exchanges was a joke that was nothing odd to Han Woojin or Ladal. What's so special about going back and forth between guys with a light fist? When it comes to exchanges between hard-working athletes, it feels aesthetic.

It was enough. It was also because they were sad if they were second-guessing.

However, in the eyes of those who didn't know the situation, Han Woo-jin who was protruding out of nowhere and talking to Radar without hesitation had to be foreign.

Who the hell is that guy? ’

Although he was a world-renowned athlete, there were still a few more drinks left in Spain, not one. It was a symbol of Spanish tennis pride that defended Claycourt against the world's greatest emperor. Prestige Bar

For students at the Le Celona Academy, the reputation of the hero was not at all awkward.

However, the hero was having a conversation with an Asian man who had never seen him before today and showed a more intimate attitude. The students who secretly looked up to him felt their hearts boiling for the first time in their lives.

Either way, the two of them ignored the gaze around them and talked. If not, Han Woojin, who was indifferent to the gaze of others, the combination of Radar, which was buried due to the eyes of so many, left the audience airborne.

“" Valencia · · · Then I can't fight this time. You don't want to just cancel and walk out of Monte Carlo? The Masters haven't even left yet. Besides, there's plenty to see around. ”

“I'm sorry, but let's do it another time. I'm still not in the mood for the last big game. ”

His words were half true, half false. It was true that Hanwoojin's stamina and mental strength were consumed while dealing with the forces leading to Zokovich, Cedric, and Roddick. But he was on the side of being more resilient than everyone else for a week.

I took a break to get over this. I was already in full condition.

‘But the Masters League will be tough. If Napa comes out, there's nothing more to say. ’

A fighter must know the difference between when to step down and when to move forward. It would be foolish to be frightened and miss a victory, but it was incredibly foolish of me to put my head into a colourful battle.

Moreover, the coat used to open Montecarlo is Clay, not Hanwoojin's main hard. I didn't have to face enemies that I couldn't handle under adverse conditions.

“Well, I can't help it. I'll see you soon anyway, so I'll give up this time. ”

Radar accepted it so coolly. The world of tennis is wide and narrow. The lower rankers, however, have always had their own wars at the top. Han Woo-jin and Radar are more than two orders of magnitude a year.

I had nothing else to do.

But Han Woo-jin was wrong. It was always a battle in the 'Competition' that Radar gave up. Surprisingly, something green flew towards his face in fear that the story worked easily. The hand that reaches out reflectively

I grabbed the ball and heard the slow cracking between my lips.

“Oops! What Suddenly?"

“Let's play a light game. I finally got the racket. Why don't you just try one set? ”

“ · · · But what were you doing? ”

“Oh, right. ”

Only after being pointed out to him did he look back at his coat, leaping forward with a shy look on his face. I was still learning from him on my coat, but one student was staring at me dazed. I feel so sorry for you.

It was a face.

Even though he wasn't formally teaching, Radar felt sorry for it. He couldn't even do it, and began moaning. I didn't want to let it go like that, but I didn't want to miss out on the opportunity to share the ball with Han Woojin like everyone else. King of Clay.

Her charisma was not even as eye-catching.

Helping him spread the word like a proud puppy was middle-aged man Emilio Sanchez, the head of the Barcelona Academy, who had just gone through the crowd.

“Hahaha! It's been a long time since I saw that look on your face, boy! ”

“Oh, Mr. Sanchez! ”

Radar naturally accepts Emilio, who wraps his arms around his neck. Not just as a leader in tennis, but also as proof of intimacy in private. Ages were over 20 degrees apart, but the two of them fell apart.

We treated each other without.

“I told you to call me the Prelate! If you don't want to, just say so! ”

“What's wrong? I'm sick and tired of hearing it. ”

“ This damn kid · · · ·! ”

Although Han Woo-jin didn't understand it while talking in Spanish, their expressions seemed to be pleasant compared to their harsh language. Maybe that's their communication. Soon after, the two of them returned to Han Woo-jin.

You turn your head. Emilio was the one who spoke first.

“One set is too long. Mr. Hahn just arrived. You don't fit in well enough. ”

“That's right. So, what are you gonna do? ”

“How about a 10-point tie break? Give Mr. Hahn some time to prepare. ”

“It's a shame, but I can't help it. ”

The chattering ended in front of Han Woo-jin. He looked at Radar and Emilio's face in a daze, but that's all they had to do? I embarrassed Han Woo-jin with a cheerful face. The Spaniards...

It was all so spontaneous.

‘· · · I can't help it. ’

But he didn't refuse. He was just a little more aggressive on the Radal side, but Han Woo-jin wanted to test his skills against some of the strongest enemies he met. Unprecedented special skills, plus more stats and skills

Levels might be able to pay off a little debt in Australia that I had previously been taught unilaterally.

“Seyeon. ”

“· · Phew, are you doing well? ”

Shin Se-yeon hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly with a dull face. One San was with him for almost two years. Is that why? I knew how hard it was to stop Han Woo-jin from burning like that.

Profit.

As the plane crossed the clouds, the racquetbag in his arms vomited its contents. Bavolat's artwork, tailored for Hanwoojin, bounced off the rough surface of Spain's sun.

‘Please take good care of me today. ’

Hanwoojin, who grabbed the racket with a delicate hand, climbed onto his coat, followed behind him by a joyful mouth pull. The people who were surrounding the coat didn't know how it was going to go, but they were left and right.

It seemed like such a good thing.

“Okay, Mr. Han. How much do you need to prepare? ”

Take it easy.

I got stiff in the car after coming to the plane. However, I didn't feel the awkwardness around the joints or ligaments, thanks to the regular flexible stretching. Han Woo-jin paused and swung his racket a few times.

I returned the answer without hesitation.

“Five is enough. ”

The reason was simple. It wasn't just Radar who was bleeding from the moment we met.

* * *

“Who is that person? Who are you pretending to be that close to Señor Radar? ”

“I don't know. I'm Asian by the looks of it, but you're all just a bunch of dickheads. ”

“Girl, it was my turn right after · · · that guy ruined everything. Señor Radar needs a few more months to get back to the Academy. ”

By the time the two of them began to unwind on their coats, the students who had become third parties were pounding their jabs. It was not malicious to Han Woo-jin. A hero who came to the Academy like Mo took his time with Radar.

I just didn't like the way it went.

Despite the abundance of competition in Spain, Radar, one of the top tiers, was forced to venture around the world. As far as Grand Slam and the Masters League are concerned, staying in Spain has resulted in several competitions, including the Monte Carlo Open.

The duration of the event was all. No matter how friendly Emilio was, stopping by the Academy wasn't uncommon.

Silencing the noisy students was the loud shout of the headmaster Emilio Sanchez, who was the same as the person standing on top of their head.

“Zero All! Han to Serve test! ”

A 10-point tie break. A battle of length that could be shorter, but never longer. A short-term battle where you don't have to worry about the distribution of your health. Perfect for two people with good stamina, but no one to push from the blast.

It could also be called a duel.

But the students, as well as the coaches who are teaching them, did not have any doubt about the whereabouts of victory or defeat. Clay's Napali Radar is the best. Their belief in Radar was almost a level of faith.

“Play!”

A starter's cry falls over a new, quiet coat. Originally, tennis was the basis for not making noise in the audience during rally. It was to block even the smallest distance that would interfere with the players' attention. Students at the Academy

Not only the skills they heard, but also the manners they learned thoroughly.

‘You don't have to pull out. ’

The body is loose, but the stiffness of muscles or joints is nothing more than relief. There is no human who can follow Hanwoojin's ball with all his might.

A stage that speeds things up for only 10 points.Why waste this opportunity without saving it?

Soon, a green ball flashes across the red clay coat.

“Hehe!”

Hold your breath while simultaneously twisting your body.

Hanwoojin's body was forced by the strong strength of his body, putting a spring in front of him.

His sub explodes at a terrifying acceleration that makes the racket look blurry.

Paoaoaoaoang!

Impact at the same time as firing.

The sound was almost simultaneous in Hanwoojin's racket and Radar's service coat.

The ball that struck the coat long before Radar even tried anything else.

The distance that could not be reached even if you ran late was confirmed.

“· · OneZero (1: 0), Test Han! ”

Emilio, who lost his horse for a moment, later declares a vantage point. It was a quick serve I regretted not holding the speed gun. His posture suggested a minimum of 230. Maybe over 240 walls.

“· · · · · · ·. ”

“What · · ·? ”

At this moment, the students and coaches were united. Whatever just happened, their eyes and brains denied the reality and paralyzed their tongues. Each one of them was either a pro or already a pro.

was bigger than a normal audience, but could not be smaller.

Shin Se-yeon and Kim Sang-pil also glanced at the sub beyond their imagination. They knew Hanwoojin's capabilities better than anyone else in this place, but they did not expect this super-speed sub to appear as soon as it started.

No, let's make it right. What you just said was wrong.

It was not Kim Sang-pil and Shin Se-yeon who knew Han Woo-jin best. While everyone was in a daze, there was someone smiling alone.

“Ha!”

A crack in the teeth appeared between the lips. That's why I can't wait. It's not about being strong or weak. Anticipation doesn't work at all.

Against the consistent Han Woojin from beginning to end, Radar burned his determination.

“OneZero! Radal to Serve! ”

Is it my turn now?

The king's gaze grabs the ball.

The End

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