God of Tennis

Tennis competitions usually start before and after 10 am. Therefore, it is a daily routine for athletes to get up a few hours earlier and exercise themselves, or to finish a diet that will not burden their stomach.

Hanwoojin could not be an exception to such common sense.

After finishing his meal over 7 in the morning, he was walking around the house lightly, preparing for indigestion in case he didn't know. About 20 minutes of walking out after a meal not only increases digestion efficiency, but also unnecessarily turns excess calories into fat.

Prevents me from doing what I do.

Hanwoojin, who was walking at a moderately fast pace, looked at the nearby buildings that had been cooked by a new eye and felt overwhelmed on his face.

‘I'm getting tired of the landscape around here. ’

No matter how much Valencia is worth, there are exotic sights everywhere, but that's it. After staying for more than a week, it was not hard to get tired of going around the same place every day. Han Woo-jin is in an alley.

It reminded me of where the path leads.

Straight, right, straight again, left, no longer looking at the sign, but the legs find their way. It was early in the morning, so I didn't worry about bumping into people on the street. Han Woo-jin should check his condition while he has a chance.

I turned on the status window.

Hanwoojin

Strength (Stiffness) 70 +2/HP 68/Agility 68

HP 2580/2720 SP 1050/1050

Forehand: 17/20

Backhand: 14/20

Sub-Level: 19/20

Bali Level: 16/20

Smash Level: 13/20

Dropshot Level: 14 of 20

Robe Level: 12/20

Special Skills: Stinger (Sub/Tier 2), Slug (Smash), Stomping (Bali)

There were no significant changes compared to before the 8th attack, but two skills were leveled up one by one. The backhand and dropshot were the two skills.

‘You've beaten Barbringa and increased your Backhand level… Maybe studying Backhand and inducing it has earned you experience? Apparently, since that day, my back hand has gotten smoother for some reason. ’

At the time of the 8th Precinct, Hanwoojin studied the backhand thoroughly, observing everything he had.

I didn't miss a single detail, up to how twisted my wrist was, how hard the ball bounced, and what the angle of the racket was. That appalling observation would eventually take Hanwoojin's backhand technology to the next level.

It was abandoned.

But compared to that, the dropshot level went through a very empty process. After recalling yesterday's match, Hanwoojin's mouth was slightly puzzled, and some unconstrained frustrations flowed out.

“... Even if you're a baseliner, what are you going to do if you don't move from the baseline? ”

The style of the Spanish fighter he encountered in the fourth river, Santiago, was ridiculously simple. It was all about keeping the opponent's ball strong enough to stay close to the baseline. Definitely close to baseline.

Defenders and attackers were pretty good... but that was the problem.

When Hanwoojin tried to drop a shot of Bali, he ran out one beat late and almost twenty times lost the ball. Moreover, the ability to rally at the baseline that seemed confident was only as good as the blood level of a new foot as Han Woojin.

I did. Maybe the march was good, or maybe I met everyone who was a Spanish-forhand with a similar profile.

Well, thanks to me, I was able to endure my stamina and strength without using any special skills, but as a result, it was the best.

Hanwoo Jinn's steps in organizing his thoughts crossed the front door of a new home. The clock next to the excessive desk pointed to 7: 23. It was a time that left exactly 7 minutes until my appointment with Sang-pil Kim.

‘An interview on the morning of the finals... I've never seen anything like this before. He's definitely with the former director. ’

I have a feeling, I have a common sense or whatever, and then I think about it. If there was a problem with that, there would be rebuttal, but in most cases things were also difficult for things to go smoothly. That you're a freak.

He was treated differently depending on whether or not he had this ability.

Boom!

Walk out the door in response to a cheerful notification of the elevator. The time stamp on the watch you glanced at is 7: 28. I felt like I had arrived at the right time. When I stop in front of the intended visit and knock, I feel as if I was waiting for the room

The door hook rotated.

“Ah, Han Woo-jin! Did you come right after you jogged? ”

“Yes, you said it wouldn't take long...”

“Here, have a glass of water, and I'll get some towels from the bathroom. ”

Kim Sang-pil's back faded away before even shaking his hands because he didn't have to. Han Woo-jin, who didn't feel the need to follow and dry, drank with the water in a cup that was still sitting on the table. Moisten the neck chords that were slightly dry with cool moisture

I got soaked.

“Here's a towel. The room isn't hot or cold, is it? ”

“I'm fine. Perfect. ”

“Let's get down to business, then. It's not a live broadcast with the microphone, so relax, and the agent has decided to inspect and export anyway, so don't worry about making any mistakes. ”

Since he was employed by the NK group, he decided to accept the inspection of the article. Interference with the articles originally written by journalists was difficult, unless it was more than the editor-in-chief of the press. But in this case,

Representative of the NK Group, Agent Shin Se-yeon, was more than the editor-in-chief.

“Let's start with a simple question. In fact, you've never been to Spain, the most powerful tennis country in Europe, and how do you like it? ”

“Well... I was a little jealous. It was amazing how people would get excited by tennis players. Honestly, more people have signed here than Korea. ”

Unfortunately, it was a truth that was not mixed with an exaggeration. More than half of those who approached after recognizing Hanwoojin asked him to sign with a gentle attitude. I have never been interested in anything like football or baseball players.

Nothing. Literally the word Culture Shock was appropriate.

“Well, what about the way Spain plays tennis? You must have been very surprised at Barcelona Academy. ”

“Yes, I was very surprised. I knew why Spanish tennis was so strong. It was the best environment for a young boy dreaming of playing tennis. ”

“And you had a friendly match with Radall, what do you have to say about that? ”

“It's still hard in Clay. But I hated that he kept trying to get me to go to the competition with him. ”

Though it is said to hate horses, the tone of a new voice rises fairly. As a foreigner, he was like his first friend, Radar. I couldn't help but feel sorry for him who was a good attachment and likable type. They were facing each other.

I will be able to fight as best I can without the stupidity of the words.

After taking every word of Han Woo-jin, Sang-pil Kim had just taken to the question about the competition.

“How about this tournament that's coming to the finals? Compared to all the other competitions you've had so far? ”

“I'm sure it's easy to come up with. But I don't think we can discuss the quality of the competition with that. because we don't see each other, and we don't feel the same as we did a few months ago. ”

It was Han Woojin who made it to the finals, but this Valencia Open was never that low. Only three World Rankers participated and not compared to those three, but you can level up to beat the Challengers or Futures Competition.

The players were almost the majority. Unlike the past, it was a discrepancy in perception that occurred because Han Woo-jin had become too strong.

The face of Sang-pil Kim, who understood the meaning of the word without misunderstanding it, was surprised. To hear Han Woo-jin's words straightaway, it was because it was said that the past self had improved enough to look down in just a few months. Besides, I sleep on it myself.

Presiding was also one of the surprising reasons.

"It means you can objectively measure your competence. I've been watching you, and I'm not bluffing.... ’

Skills can be seen more clearly by third parties than by yourself. The measure of athletes who depend on perfection was too easy to produce inaccurate results due to overestimation and underestimation of themselves. That's why you're a supervisor or a coach.

and manages the player while the agent is together.

I put aside the thought of falling into the Three Thousand Cannons for a moment, and Sang-pil Kim returned to the point. There is still a chance to investigate how accurate Han Woo-jin's self-analysis is. Now we're talking about feeling close to the finals.

It was time to divide.

“The finalist Nicholas Rodrigo is a Spanish prodigy with a career in Claycourt. I'm also a winner at the Valencia Open last year, but do you have any thoughts on how to get there today? ”

“Hmm... I don't know. ”

Hanwoojin, who was fluently answering, paused for a moment and twisted his chin. It was like he was trying to figure out how to return the answer. But there was no shadow on his face, no fear of today's game.

I couldn't see. The answer came about three minutes later.

“I don't underestimate Nicholas. There's a difference between the previous year's winners, plus a few times more Clay experience than I did. But…”

“But?”

Han Woo-jin laughed. It was because I was funny because I didn't feel any tension even after coming to this stage. And the cause of the insensitivity was not very far away.

“Napa broke my heart just two weeks ago. I can't help but think Nicholas is better than him, even if he's a tough guy. You can't lose 10 games in at least 10 games, can you? ”

“… definitely. ”

Kim Sang-pil was undeniable. Nicholas was a talented man who gained experience in Clay and stood out at a young age, but he was only a month and a firefly compared to Radar, who rose to the throne and became inaccessible. Dozens of matches with that Radar.

There was no way to threaten Han Woojin with his presence.

“Besides...”

“Hmm?"

After the words that I thought were over, Sang-pil Kim quickly raised his head. Han Woo-jin looked at the stadium at the Valencia Open, which was over the window of the house with a slightly spooky face. Both eyes were impressive, filled with determination and vitality.

“I'm in a good mood today. ”

* * *

The finals of the Valencia Open vomited more than three hours before 10: 00 a.m. It was not a ticket that could be booked via the internet or telephone, but a ticket that was left for purchase on site quickly. The black marks.

Despite the limit placed on the amount purchased per capita table to be unacceptable, I never dreamed that this would result from the host.

Moreover, as it started at 10: 00 a.m. on weekdays, it was clear that workers could not afford to watch, but some of them sat on one corner of the stadium as they were spending the holidays. Some of them have gone to work in the morning and gone to the games on a company level.

It was about.

“Nicholas must win. It's a disgrace to hand Spain over to a foreign fighter! ”

“What era are you from? You don't know who's on our side? ”

“It's hard to see anyone clearly favorable in style…. ”

“Claycott's work is enormous for Nicholas. Maybe there's a battle going to break out. ”

“Hey, if Woojin Han is Clay and his strength is dead, would he have come up here? Nicholas is no match for me. ”

Who supports the same country, who wants the best player to win, and who analyzes two players with their own insights... The tennis stadium in Valencia has been in the audience for over an hour before the final.

The heat from them has turned me into a steam can that will remind me of a sauna.

A handkerchief to wipe off the sweat on one hand, and an audience wearing sunglasses to block the warm sun on the nose, hurled out a hot breath in their lungs just waiting for two players to show up.

And finally, the clock struck 10: 00 a.m.

Wahhhhhhh ─!

Two players emerged from the centre of the vent. Hanwoojin and Nicholas walk on their coats, covering the shouts of the pushers. The last stage of the competition was waiting for them.

"Nicholas Rodrigo, you look younger in real life than you look in real life. ’

You said 85 years old? Your short haircut and straightened face were impressive. I could believe if I brightened my tan a little, even in my late teens. More booze than any noun in the history of Eastern history.

“Testing Han on my right! Nicolas Rodrigo on my left! ”

Hanwoojin is right, Nicholas is left. The referee declaring the location of the coat immediately took out the coin without delay. A delightful coin toss followed.

Ping!

The coin looks like some kind of bead. But in the end, destiny falls. The face of the coin that disappears into the palm of the referee's hand, both athletes must rely on luck.

He opened his mouth first.

“Tail."

“Head."

The referee grips his fist, confirming the players' positions. Within the five fingers, like a flower blooms, the silver surface of the coin shines.

It was the front.

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