God of Tennis

[Great Play! Greatly increases the EXP of the skills you used in return for your first Grand Slam victory.]

[Smash level has increased by 1.]

[Grand Slam achievements will be settled at the end of every match, once the results are confirmed.]

[One final challenge has been met. (2/3)]

[See details of the challenges you have met. Confirm?]

Hanwoojin lifted his eyelid after completing the confirmation of the notification message. You won only one lap, but your skill level has increased, and you can see the message of a batch of settlements that you didn't get a chance to see after a few competitions. As expected.

Grand Slam. The price offered as a reward was different from the rest of the competition.

However, there was something else that caught Hanwoojin's brain. That was the "final" notification I had checked and forgotten a few months ago. Why does this already reveal itself?

‘Glad I could at least check. ’

It would have been nice to know one condition that remained, but the system that was unfriendly to users could not have exercised such consideration. Two years of experience with the system has forced Han Woo-jin to abandon his expectations

I remained angry.

Would you like to confirm if he has decided to start from the beginning? I nodded once, focusing on the item.

[Check achievement qualifications (2 of 3)]

1. Win ATP250 + competitions, all types of courts.

2. Enter the Grand Slam's home and win. * This condition will return to OFF when the Grand Slam ends.

3. (This content is not yet available.)

“… is it true that the ultimate challenge can only be in Grand Slam? ”

Based on the conditions disclosed so far, so far. Han Woo-jin frowned without even knowing it, then bent his chin. It was a problem I shouldn't have thought about deeply. It was not a matter to pass on, "We will find out later, as usual."

Final achievement.

Literally, it means it's the last achievement. Thought it would be a problem for a long time in the future, but either sand met two of the three conditions. Calculated as progress 66%, rounded up to 7 halves. Last group

The case was not as unlikely to be accomplished as it was so far.

‘What happens when we get to the end game? ’

It was a concern about this content that was messing with Han Woojin's head. When the final achievement was achieved, the system, and the question of what happened to him, caused confusion.

Is this the end where achievements are no longer possible?

Or will the intervention of the system disappear?

What is the product of the system, the physical ability of Hanwoojin, the existence of special technologies?

No matter how much I tied my head and pondered, I couldn't find an answer. There was no one left to ask about the system, which is a symbol of unreal, and as always, the unfriendly system simply ignored his question. Han

It was only a vague conjecture that was possible for Woojin.

In the end, there is always the same conclusion as me. We have to delay it until it comes to our attention. It was foolish of me to struggle to figure out anything that I didn't know. And it's a lot to walk in an invisible fog.

I wasn't afraid.

It was a miracle for Han Woo-jin to be able to walk forward.

* * *

Although Grand Slam's number of athletes quadrupled in other ATP competitions, the schedule was not much different. It was no different from digesting a single spin over two days. The players coming up from the first spin were exactly two days later

I had to play the game.

Then two days ago, Kim Sang-pil was busy moving his mouth, the one who found coat number four with two turns of Han Woo-jin. However, his opponent is not close. The phone that stays in your ear, the person beyond it is Kim Sang-pil.

An angry opponent.

[... I see. No matter how much Woojin went through for the first time, there must have been a lot of pressure on the five-set matches.]

“Yeah, I think so, too. ”

This is Sang-pil Kim, who has gone through all the air wars at the Mountain Civil War on this floor. Hanwoojin was also a skeletal figure at poker face, but it was difficult to suppress even the slightest tremor in the knee or shin. Of course, I'm tired that I didn't even notice.

although I realized that his views were not unusual.

Then, who are you talking to? Hanwoojin's body is in a state of restlessness, and there can't be many open opponents about him.

[Besides, I've been running the season for five months. It's time for the accumulated fatigue to burst.]

“So what are you going to do? ”

[What do I do? It's God's agent Woojin is looking after, not mine. He's too big to be a babysitter.]

“But I'm the director who raised Han Woojin. ”

The former director was qualified to discuss Han Woo-jin's condition. He was also the one who knew his unusual potential and introduced it to Chairman Cao, so no matter how much he contributed to Han Woo-jin's growth,

It was not an exaggeration.

But I guess the director didn't think so. He snorted loudly enough to see beyond his cell phone and denied Sang-pil Kim's words.

[Grow it? That's funny. He's a big boy. How am I supposed to raise a weed that grows on its own?]

Weeds were an inappropriate expression to express the greatest holiness in Korean tennis history. However, Sang-pil Kim could somehow empathize with the expression. Unlike the geniuses who are naturally able to reach the sky like bamboo, Han Woojin's growth is as strange as that of weeds.

There was one part.

There was nothing consistent about the power to push the limits of body size, the sub that made me name the best division in the world, and the leap that made me step from end of my coat to end. Says the former director's weed.

is a flawless and accurate expression if you look deeply.

“It's too glamorous for a weed. ”

[Huh.]

A loud shout echoes from the coat located across the aisle, between the two of them momentarily interrupted. It looked like Han Woo-jin's previous race was coming to an end.

In about 10 minutes, at least 15 minutes, two rounds of Hanwoojin will be blocked. Kim Sang-pil whispered as he wondered how far he could go. Not until the answer is correct, but someone who can come up with a pretty close guess isn't here.

Let's go.

“Director, how far do you think Han Woo-jin can go? in Lollangas.”

[Lollangas...]

The director's voice calms down as if he was troubled. Although I can't doubt Hanwoojin's ability to rank 19th in ATP, he was very high in the competition. Not a single one of them made it to ATP ranking 1-18 this time.

It was a participatory situation. There are eighteen people on top of the rainforest just by ranking.

Of course, you can't just condemn Hanwoojin, who defeated Andrew in third place and 10 in a row, but given the environment of Clay, the situation had to go even worse.

[You will win this match. It's not hard, and your imagination isn't that bad.]

“64th river, and then what? ”

[Depends on who the opponent is, but it will be difficult.]

The director's voice was decisive. It was proof that he was reasonably certain. He was really fortunate that Han Woojin's grades reached the 16th river. Lollangos' environment was such a disadvantage to Hanwoojin.

[Don't be tempted by Woojin's aggressive play. Score once with explosive movements.You 'll run out of stamina in a long time, just like in Clay.]

I was like the director said. Clay was never a merciful coat to his power servers. High and slow bounces render their balls powerless and even lethal to power heater types who need to battle quickly.

It's Han Woo-jin who has close physical strength to Radar, so it might have been okay if it had ended in a set of 3. But five sets were stories of different dimensions. In any Grand Slam match that lasts at least three hours and five hours,

Distribution was the most important element of all.

“Looks like it's gonna be a tough day. ”

[Maybe.]

Kim Sang-pil's gaze on the phone's ear returned to the coat where the shout began to ring again.

Soon it was time for Hanwoojin's second round to lift the barrier.

“Who's got something against me? ”

As Sang-pil Kim thought, the man who just stepped on his coat, Han Woo-jin, scraped down near the itchy ear buds. A lap of fatigue, which was not yet finished, caused a mild discomfort. Although he regained more than 8 health points

I did, but I didn't know it would be too much to leave three halves if it was consumed like one round.

However, he doesn't look good on the outside, and Han Woo-jin stands in front of his opponent. His body size was no different from Han Woojin's. An impressive, classic Caucasoid with a grin.

's face.

"Robin Meyer," I said. ’

Swiss athlete ranked 22nd in ATP. His eyes narrowed for a moment.

Looking at Robin's status window to him while he was holding the racket was as easy as flipping his palm over. In Han Woo-jin's head, Robin Meier revealed everything.

Robin Meier

Strength 61/HP 66/Agility 64

HP 2250/2640 SP 990/990

Forehand: 13/20

Backhand: 14/20

Sub-Level: 12/20

Bali Level: 17/20

Smash Level: 12/20

Dropshot Level: 16/20

Robe Level: 15/20

Special Skills:??

Balanced foo and backhand, the exceptionally high level of Bali, followed by dropshots and robes, were saying Robin is an excellent player in netplay.

He's probably a strong type of rally player with a net nearby. It will be easy to deal with any direction, and it will be easy to conduct psychological warfare with drop shots or lobes. In fact, at the recent broadcast of the Claycourt competition,

He was a man who won the cup with similar play.

‘Don't get dragged to Faith. Unlike yesterday, it starts and ends with a fast rope. ’

The opposing Pokémon are clay coats with thick bones. What good would it do to fight a muddy fight with a familiar person for a long time? It was the only bow given to Han Woojin to quickly take control of the game itself. I can't do that.

Even if I won, I could only win a victory that was only a scar.

“Robin Mayer on my right! Testing Han on my left! Player Ready!”

I could not help but overhear the voice of the great referee, but my ears were full of insights into how to draw the game. It was a delight that was achieved by concentration beyond common sense.

But even so, they had no choice but to regain their minds before the coin course. Despite the decreasing power of the sub, the presence or absence of the sub game was not completely affected.

Peeing!

A coin popped up from the thumb of the referee, splitting the noon sunlight in two.

End

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