Chapter 42.3 - Beast Hunting # 3

The game was finished in even units, and the sub-won was handed over to Hanwoojin again. He briefly held the ball and looked across the net. There was Max, who began to send an eerie eye from the end of the first set.

Han Woo-jin looked away from him and looked at his status window. To see how much healed in one set of health.

[Hanwoojin]

HP 1510/2480 SP 390/750

'Health is the right to safety, SP is… It's already half a piece. '

Not all subs were unified as a stinger, but they consumed nearly half the SP. Unlike Sparrow, the price was awful. It's good news that even Max-level reflexes can be fooled, but even a little miscalculation will cost you money

It was.

There was no problem though. Even if it was not a stinger, I had a lot of points to win. Max's weakness wasn't an instant scale, and it was a story of how quickly he could finish what had already been won or lost.

"Mr. Han… "

The referee opened his mouth as he held the ball and did not move. And at the same time Hanwoojin moved. The center of gravity quickly flipped as the ball left the palm.

Paang!

There was no big deal for Max. Unused blunt pioneers are not areas for immediate improvement, but are constantly catching up on their natural talents. I knew that waiting at the end was ruin, but there was no way else.

'I can't do this… I told a monkey ! '

He bites it. The fast movement was accelerating. Hanwoojin's serve reached the return point before bouncing in less than half. The half-barley, shot hard, returned to biting speed.

But that's also within the scope of design. Han Woo-jin was thoroughly serving only at the angle that he could receive the return. Max had no choice but to flap like a spider bug.

phut!

"Fifteen Love (15: 0)!"

Despite Max's expression of despair, the voice of indifferent judgment echoed.

The fierce battle was expected to lead to the overwhelming Hanwoojin pace. This was enough to excite all the tennis fans cheering in Korea.

Only the MBS Sports Channel, which was broadcasting its exclusive Shenzhen Open, was excited. It is a time when Internet broadcasting is not properly prepared. In order to see the game began to appear in real time, I had to find MBS Sports.

The ratings have risen over the past few months, breaking through the sluggishness of the past months. Ha Jung-woo CP, who won the broadcast, as well as the bonus was given to all the personnel involved.

The three were excited to have the opportunity to comment on the game more than expected in real time. It's certainly fun to have a strong rally, but the overwhelming dominance of the local players also has a taste.

"The game flows unilaterally, Han Woo-jin! If you drag it like this, you can win 2 sets without difficulty! And Yun commentary, if Han Woo-jin wins, I know that there are not one or two records, right?

"That's right. Kim Hyung-soo won the ATP Tour Championship for the first time ever in South Korea in Sydney in 2003. I was twenty-eight years old at that time. It is the youngest ATP Tour winner and the second ATP Tour winner in Korea. "

"It's not just that. The rankings also go up significantly. Han Woo-jin now holds 357 points and ranks 141th. If you add 250 points, you'll be ranked 91st in the world. "

When this game is over, a new world ranker is born!

The ATP ranking, which is similar to the rank of male tennis players, needed to enter at least two digits in order to be confident as a world ranker. And so far, there has been no such player in Korea except Kim. Until recently

The future of tennis is dark.

"I heard that Choi Yeon-hyuk, who is also from the NK Corporation team, is doing a big success? He has recently won two Challenger competitions in France. "

"Oh, there are a lot of promising young people! I will be able to watch tennis for the next 10 years without worrying. Hahaha!"

"Ay, what is 10 years? Park Comment! Even if the day comes with magnifying glasses. The first generation, Kim Hyung-soo, followed by Han Woo-jin and Choi Yeon-hyuk. I'm sure there will be a young man next. "

If things go well, you can think positively of anything. Park Sung-jin, the eldest of the elders, and Yoon Gi-chan, who bruises him, laughed at the desk.

Ha Jung-woo watched the situation going well, drew a line in the mouth. Everything went smoothly because he was excited.

It was when everyone was wrapped in warm air. The first thing I noticed was the youngest PD, who was silently playing the video.

"uh?!"

One word was enough to freeze the air in the room.

* * *

Scores 0-3, failed to win a single game, the German prospect was falling. Even if the loser has been given only to the better than the ranker. So the high pride had no jaw to hurt. Max squirms and blows up his eyeballs

Teased feet.

'I'm not tired of that monkey! I'm not from this place! '

If it was another player, the passion would have ruined the movement. Yet, born of an animal-like instinct, Max raised its speed and precision through boiled blood. Moved sharper than one set of stamina.

But I could not win. The natural talent was caught by the days of steadily building up. No matter how furious, Hanwoojin could not escape. The point slowly, but surely leaned to the other side of Max.

"Fifteen Forty (15: 40)!"

Again, the sub game was about to break. Max finally came from behind his throat and sweared. Judgment was, of course, close to the audience seats.

"Oh no!"

"Mr.Muller!"

The referee swiped immediately and warned. If you swear once more, it meant punishment according to the regulations. Max squeezed his urge to throw a racket. The repressed anger naturally directed Hanwoojin across the net.

did.

'All because of him.'

He suffered humiliation in this smelly country, and he was warned while showing a terrible appearance. It was all because of the yellow monkey what is Hanwoojin.

'I'll kill you.'

Max's eyeballs flickered. The bluish eyes embraced an eerie light. It was no longer anything that could be called fighting.

He threw up a moxibustion ball. It wasn't a serve to hit and beat the number of rally, but he has a clear goal. To that end, Max designed the rally for the first time.

Paang!

Moderately fast, monotonous serve. Han Woo-jin received the ball by mechanical action. Max's pattern hasn't changed from the start. This made it easy to grab points, and I thought it would be the case again this time.

But he was looking down. The extent of human involvement of Max Muller.

As soon as he found a creepy smile hanging around Max's mouth, the batter he struck flew toward Hanwoojin's face. If you dodge the ball, it was obvious, but it was too late to avoid it.

Park!

"윽!"

It was a sharp pain, similar to when I burned.

Hanwoojin dropped my racket and grabbed my ear without my knowledge. As soon as the whip was hit, the ear was struck by the ear. The ball exceeding 200 mph was enough to tear the fragile skin.

However, the ideal hits the body goes beyond the point. The referee declared his goal by shooting Max with a nasty eye.

"Thirty Forty (30: 40)!"

Han Woo-jin reached out and stopped the medical staff trying to enter the court. At the right moment, the intensity was intense but gradually the pain subsided. Is it enough to pour? I didn't want to give back the face of the opponent who shook it hard because of a light wound.

'It's the right ball.'

Max's face glanced at him with an eerie smile. It was evidence that he was aiming and hitting. Even if it was a little late to turn his head to the side, the ball would have been stuck in the center of the face.

I couldn't even think of a body shot. Did you forget the basics of the mud fight as you climbed the level and crossed international competitions? For the first time, he was willing to feel in a room that was outside the scope of expectations.

Eyes for eyes, teeth for teeth.

He settled down on an old saying. Max threw the ball back without erasing the grin. Whoever saw it, it was obvious. I was going to hit a body shot over and over again, and my eyes were full of liveliness.

phut!

It was the same rally a while ago. Han Woo-jin returns to the monotonous Max's serve. Immediately after that, a dash that seemed to wait.

'It's more crazy than a beast.'

Red eyes, teeth flashing through the open mouth. It was invisible to a sane man. Han Woo-jin was looking forward to Max's next ball. I'll try to sleep again. That was not a tactic but an expression of emotion. I read it in advance

It was not difficult to avoid.

But Hanwoojin did not avoid.

Paang!

Rather, he returned with the same body shot. The body shot is a ball that focuses on stabbing the opponent's humor, not a technique for hurting. Aiming at small face-to-face shots simplifies the trajectory.

What was embarrassing was the Max side. I couldn't imagine returning the body shot to the body shot.

barrel!

But genius is genius. The momentary reaction caused him to lift the racket. Han Woo-jin's body shot struck his chest and came up with a racket. The ball bounced high like an unintentional robe.

'Ha ha ha! right! Where are you? ! '

As soon as Marx, who was surprised and soothed, tried to smile again, Hanwoojin's feet filled the coat. The body that pushed the ground as hard as it came to float in the air.

Smash is the first appearance in this game. no,

Phuong!

Slug. The harness, modeled after the name of the bullet, fired.

Max laughed at the ball flying towards him.

You wouldn't have stopped it if you were aiming for the sideline. I finally wanted that monkey to go crazy.

He jumped forward without thinking. And raised the racket from the bottom up. It was the most classic stroke to smash the falling smash from the front. Whoever sees was a flawless response.

And no one thought, or Han Woo-jin's expected end came.

Can!

Friction of the sharp racket frame.

Before the metal disappeared, two voices resonated on the court.

"Game Ujin Han!"

"Oh!"

Han Woo-jin laughed coldly as he screamed as he scored.

Max's agile reflexes let him face the slug in front of him. If he weren't, he would have been mildly inflamed.

But Max dropped his racket and grabbed his wrist. It was usually evidence of no injury.

Watching the medical staff enter the court, Han Woo-jin quietly turned his back. Thinking that the game will not continue here.

Ten minutes later, the winner of the Shenzhen Open was decided.

* * *

"Good! it's over!"

Ha Jung-woo shouted like a child without me knowing. As soon as medical time was over, Max's agent declared abstention. The second ATP Tour winner in Korea was born. It was also the moment when the record of giant named Kim Hyung was renewed.

'Let's look at the face. No matter how calm you are, you won't be laying iron plates until this time. '

Hanwoojin's face finally appeared on the screen. Ha Jung-woo pushed his face and watched the video. It was a scoop without a spot on the sports news that aired at 8 pm today. One expression, every word was a knight.

But he soon steamed.

"… Like an old man. What's wrong with this? "

Today's hero, Han Woo-jin, did not change his expression until the end. He grabbed his wrist and just stared at Marx's back off the pitch. It seemed as if he did not know that he had won the ATP Tour.

'This would make you feel bored.'

He lightly kicked his tongue. But he quickly fixed his face. One thought came to mind. Ha Jung-woo turned his head toward PDs who were equally excited.

"Is PD, Hanwoojin player sponsor? NK Corporation?"

"Ah yes. It's the same place as Choi Yeon-hyuk. "

"Hang a phone call to NK Corps. Please ask Hanwoojin to contact me as soon as he returns. "

"Okay!"

I wondered why, but this is not the case. It is efficient to move as quickly as you can. The PD quickly picked up the phone in the corner.

Ha Jung-woo laughed happily as he saw Hanwoojin's three letters as the winners in a font that is nearly solid. For him, Hanwoojin was like a bum. Anything weave together produced good results.

So you have to boeun at least once.

He moved to Park Sung-jin to leave his seat after completing all the commentary. Ha Jung-woo said without hiding his hilarious voice.

"Would you like to be a moderator?"