God of Tennis

Paoaoaoaoang!

A cool ball resounded under the clear sky. The ball hits the ground with a fierce force and crashes its head in fear of crossing the net. No matter how hard the spin got, the ball in his coat went right over Receiver's appetite.

It jumped.

“Han Test Game! 50! ”

I just won and lost the second set of 5 games in the same room. Hanwoojin rubs his neck as he steals a few drops of sweat from his nose. The triceps, which still have enough room, flexed their fingers firmly, reaching 72.

was able to make crystal spheres with the spare capacity.

‘62, 60. The drive was a bit unique... but that's all I have left. ’

Hanwoojin analyzes the flow of the game with a cold eye. Although one set took two games to a rather unique drive sub, reading the trajectory was quick, as it relied too much on the sub. A trick is to anticipate the unknown opponent.

You have to get out to make sense. Once dug up, the skill was no more than just good prey.

The break between the game and the game is very short. Before a few sips of water had gone over the mouth, the voice of the referee brought the two players back to his coat.

“Game 6! Marcel Navarro to Serve, Player Ready! ”

A hot clay coat spews heat through the soles of two men's shoes. One moment, Sand frowned at the unpleasantness of his wet socks, he vomited out his serve as hard as he could with Marcel's racket.

Pa-ang!

Not the drive serve I've been showing you so far. Well, it's time to learn that it doesn't work if you get hit like that. It took one set and five games to convince him that his primary weapon was powerless. Earlier.

If it came out like this, I might be able to take one more game.

‘I still win. ’

Hanwoojin jumped forward and mechanically swung his racket. In return for relying on the drive, not only was Marcel's flat sub slow, but its trajectory also apparent. Manna

It was like wiping your neck in front of you.

Pa-ang!

Two Hands. The power of the powerful Hanwoojin gathered in one place and the explosion was nothing compared to the original One Hand. The return shot, which stretched like a light arrow, knocked Marcel in front of the base line before he even took two steps.

“Love Fifteen (0: 15)! ”

3 points left. Hanwoojin senselessly watched the end of the game. Marcel's defeat was declared one step ahead of his two lifeless eyes.

Marcel, who inadvertently made eye contact with Han Woojin, missed the ball he was about to throw.

Ugh.

Fear of one's ability to respond like a precision machine. And the only response to his self-esteem made Marcel's molar squeak. He could not hide his furious expression, but the ball he dropped.

I picked it up.

‘Dammit…! You can't be nervous against me! ’

I'm afraid that's true. Marcel Navarro couldn't even make Hanwoojin nervous. Even the only sub that was eaten lost its usefulness, and at any cost, it counteracts with overwhelming speed and power. The battle is set for one.

It was as if it had already been decided by the time.

But Marcel raised the ball. He was a pro. He couldn't have come all this way to bite himself. If it is decided that we will lose, we will stand up to the end and lose.

Eventually, the ball appeared from Marcel's grasp.

“Game Set! 62, 60! ”

It was not a single score that Han Woo-jin had expected. He stretches out his hand to Marcel, who approaches him with a bold face. I knew there was a fury running through their faces, but I couldn't help but notice the hearts of the players who had lost the game.

I could understand.

“It was a good game. ”

“... Did you really? ”

Hanwoojin looks at the opponent with a trembling voice. He was furious and denied the formal greeting handed to him by Han Woojin. That the game that ends like this is never going to be a good one.

I didn't have anything to say. As Hanwoojin stared at him with an embarrassing look on his face, Marcel also lowered his head as he grabbed his hands lightly and lowered his head. He said a few words in a dull, sunken voice.

Gigi and the swing left the stadium on foot.

“… I'll see you again. ”

A fine greeting. Hanwoojin rolls his eyes at Marcel's far-off back. There is a future for athletes who are defeated in humiliation and do not lose their determination. I really didn't know where to meet again. Awkward

Even if you correct the tiles, a few will be stronger than they are now.

However, the thought of Marcel was quickly lifted from my mind. It was because I was concerned about the way he was tickling his back head. Han Woo-jin looked back at the direction of his gaze, holding the racket without hiding anything.

Even in the audience, a man pressed the top row and the suncap deeply looked at him.

Who is it?

It was also a street, but there was so much to cover that I couldn't see his face properly. Even with good vision, you could not see the obstacles.

But it was just a human point of view.

While holding the racket, looking at someone, the system met the conditions and left the person's status window on Hanwoojin's brain that had not even recognized his face.

Stanislas Barbrica

Strength 61/HP 65/Agility 68

HP 2410/2600 SP 950/950

Forehand: 14 of 20

Backhand: 17/20

Sub-Level: 12/20

Bali Level: 14 of 20

Smash Level: 11/20

Drop Shot Level: 15/20

Robe Level: 12/20

Special Skills:??

Hanwoojin's eyes widen, inadvertently looking into the opposing Pokémon's stats.

I never thought he'd be the owner of the gaze I've been feeling since the first round with Ivan Sergio. The skin of Hanwoojin, which was drawing a lot of concentration from his coat, was itchy.

And Hanwoojin, who had routinely analyzed Barbrinca's status window, realized that the trials were correct. Did I mention Pedro's subordinates? In fact, it could not be an accurate expression.

‘How to play with dropshots or Balinese additions centered on a high quality backhand. It's a level lower than Pedro, but by the looks of it, it's almost a slab. ’

Apparently, he even resembled Rogers when he interacted with him. Who would suspect the Emperor's style? Roger's Backhand is more than that, if it can be fully reproduced.

You're clear. Even if you didn't make it to the top, you must have seen the full extent of Babrinka's destruction of all the top rankers.

But he is not Stanislas Barbringaji or Roger Pedro.

‘I don't think I'm going to lose to a copycat. ’

Hanwoojin took off his gaze and smiled deeply while saying goodbye to Barbrinca and tidying up his luggage. The war with Barbrica was an opportunity to learn Roger's style indirectly before Wimbledon. Plus...

“Let's do a little splashing. ”

His defeat at the Tokyo Open remained a bitter memory. True defeat is not easily forgotten due to the overwhelming difference in skills that IFs do not even tolerate.

For Hanwoojin, Barbringa was his best friend and likeness who defeated him.

There was no one better suited for anger.

* * *

Since the beginning, there has been no difference in the schedule of the Valencia Open where the trilateral waves were predicted. Hanwoojin, Babrinka and Nicholas dominate the opponent, showing that there is a real difference between them. All three athletes had no more than an hour and a half of game time.

The audience was able to predict the score before half the game passed.

Otherwise, the port city of Spain was filled with a fever caused by three tennis players. After several times more intense games than last year, audiences were immersed in the competition without knowing how to take their butts off.

“Hey, did you see that game called Han Woo-jin? The sub is over 230 kilometers! ”

“ Have you ever seen yourself babbling? I didn't know what backhand was gonna miss. I've never seen a return ace pop more than 30 times in a game in my life. ”

“Don't just look at foreign players, cheer on Nicholas. He's the only Spaniard I can trust! ”

However, unilateral development can be quite exciting once you get used to it.

By the time the audience began to get bored with the constant seizure, the day had finally come when the two axes of the three waves collided.

The stadium at the Valencia Open has been infested with countless crowds since the start of the first match. It was also the first sold out day since the start of the competition a few days ago.

It was because Barbringa's battles against the game with a sharp backhand return that captured sight with intense strikes were assigned the first in eight.

“From now on, let's begin the first eight games of the Valencia Open 2007. Please keep the noise down and welcome the players. ”

The voice echoes through the speakers, eliminating unnecessary noise. The crowd murmured and the noise stopped, and for a moment, the two athletes appeared on their coats and filled the stadium with hail.

Peek-a-boo!

The waves are so strong that they shake your eardrums.

However, the two players took an enormous step towards Nate, looking at each other, regardless of anything.

How long have you been walking like that? Hanwoojin and Barbringa stop at the same time in front of the white net.

It's smaller than I thought. ’

This is how Hanwoojin looked at Barbringa. Although he was not only 183 centimeters tall, the standard was unusual when he was dealing with people like him. If you want to give him the impression that he's big, he's probably over six feet tall.

You'll have to aim.

On the other hand, Barbringa, who was facing Han Woojin's expressionless face, almost walked without even knowing it.

‘Damn, we're out of juice. ’

It wasn't like Han Woo-jin had done anything. He didn't even give me a rough look, but his fear of hiding inside Barbrica held out his head. Han Woo-jin wasn't afraid of him, but he was afraid of Han Woo-jin. The undisclosed difference determined the sphere between the two players.

Ping-

It was the sound of coins bouncing off the referee that distracted the two of you. Silver coins swirled dizzily and disappeared into the thick clutches of the referee, and Hanwoojin and Barbringa looked at each other and declared their own choices.

“Tail."

“Head."

The coin that appeared in the palm of his hand was showing the back. Han Woo-jin takes the ball first, and Barbringa turns to her coat, unable to conceal her sad spots.

‘You're out of luck. Mr. Hahn caught the sub first. ’

For him, the sub-sphere meant little, but for Han Woo-jin, the sub-sphere could have been a terrifying preemptive foothold. It was because users of Gangsub like Hanwoojin were able to exert overwhelming firepower in the early days when their senses did not awaken. Bar

For Brinka, it was a bad coin toss in many ways.

As the two athletes took their places, the referee stood up and raised his arms high. Then he declared the start of the eighth race in a resounding voice.

“Testing Han on my right! Stanislas Babrinka on my left! Han to Serve test! ”

The eyes of the two players who lowered to the shout ignited the flame at the midpoint. Dark brown eyes and light brown eyes struggle to look at the opponent. Between two men, there's only one common denominator, Roger Pedro.

Lee raises the Beacon Mounds.

“Love All (0: 0), ― Play! ”

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