Chapter 47.2 - Forgotten One # 2

"Game 1! Victor Serving Play! "

The referee declared the start of the game with a pronunciation of Victor rather than Victor. Han Woo-jin was prepared to keep his posture lowered from the moment the voice came out. Loosen the nerve, knowing that the opponent is the owner of the skills

I could not.

'Damn, did you afford too much? The player with this ability is the top 200. There are enough variables. '

Han Woo-jin sharpened his teeth. Honestly it was. He knew how to play today. Ranked 200th, the strength that would have been spent on the preliminary qualifiers, various factors were on the side of Hanwoojin.

But what is this?

Viktor met him and felt no fatigue at all in the qualifying, rather he was stunned with stats and skills far exceeded expectations.

As Han Woo-jin, who was weak due to unexpected events, was confused, Victor threw the ball in preparation for serving.

phut!

It was a neat serve. The ball was not shaken at all, aiming for Hanwoojin's service court in a straight line. The speed was over 180km, and the orbit was close to the right side. Presumed to be out, but could give up.

But even if embarrassed, the skill did not decline. Han Woo-jin perfectly read Victor's serve and responded. As his right foot stepped into the service coat, a tense right arm swung the racket.

Paang!

Strong return.

The ball he struck swiftly went back beyond the speed at which he flew.

And Victor takes it back.

Both Han Woo-jin and Victor seemed to be exceptional at reading opponents' movements.

What's this? One step against Viktor and Hanwoojin is not backing up! Is that player sure of the Tokyo Open lowest ranker, Yoon?

-Yes, sure. Victor Craig is a very slow player. Looking at the records, I could see that I earned points faithfully.

-No, but it's another story to be able to compete against Hanwoojin. Even though he made it to the finals, he is still unknown for the third year of his debut!

The narrators excitedly watched the first game, the violent confrontation that would be hard to think of as the first rally. It was divided into those who confirmed that Victor's ranking was correct, those who checked and evaluated, and those who questioned their skills. And they go

During the night, the rally on the court managed to finish.

Paang!

"Fifteen Love (15: 0)!"

Smash fell faster than Hanwoojin's foot and decided Victor's point. Both players looked ridiculous. I'll be so violent from the first rally. If someone who didn't know the situation saw

I thought you caught it.

'Dangerous. I like movement very much. '

In terms of technology, nothing was more than Hanwoojin. Fewer players have had more than 10 years of experience and skills with system correction. However, Hanwoojin did not have a firm complexion. Victor's strength wasn't that.

Unconditionally high physical ability is not good. If you can't adjust the force, you may get out of it, and if your feet are fast enough, you won't be able to hit the racket. It was the same reason that many drivers do not control sports cars.

But Victor was not good enough. It was a perfect, no waste was showing.

Compared to Hanwoojin, the stats fell a bit, but his body handling skills far exceeded him. The time difference that occurs every time you send and receive a ball, a bit lacking just masked the previous game.

-Oh, Victor takes the first point. Even though it's a sub game, if you drag a rally and lose points, there's some damage. It's going to be a tough game.

-It is hard to say that there is a difference in skills. Maybe it wasn't for the sub game, Hanwoojin won.

Either way, it doesn't seem easy to break Victor's sub game. Don't panic but keep calm and lead the game, Hanwoojin!

Again the commentators' eyes were different. In their opinion, Han Woo-jin and Victor's skills gap was never big. Rather, it was difficult to observe. Depending on who started the rally as a sub, it was enough to win or lose.

But even a piece of paper is out of balance.

A game is like a meticulous scale that easily shakes with the weight of a grain of sand.

Paang!

"Thirty Love (30: 0)!"

The second rally that followed was also won by Victor. It is Hanwoo-jin's side that the first loophole occurs even if the ball is tightly exchanged. The fight that started with a powerful one, called Sub, was against him.

'I need an instrument to flip this plate… I can't see it yet. '

Han Woo-jin calmed his eyes deeply as he saw a 30: 0 disadvantage.

In the past he had no experience with Victor level players. But I've never had a rival with such a slight difference. Hanwoojin's current situation was quite flat, but in the end, a match is a comparison between two players.

There was no problem with reference.

As the sub-role now determines the rally's victory or defeat, it needed an element that would be advantageous even if the opponent held the sub. I haven't found anything right after the game has started, but if Hanwoojin's analytical ability, time will solve.

It was a problem.

First of all,

Watching Victor's serve again, Han Woo-jin slammed his racket. In the long run, it was a better choice to turn off the rally rather than aggressively pick it up.

In short, it was until the sub-volume passed, and in the long run, until the opponent exposed the vulnerability.

* * *

Paang!

The ball cut through the air with a sharp sound struck the blue coat. The sound of popping balloons was the end of the rally. The referee declared a goal only after seeing the bouncing ball flying away.

"Game Ujin Han! 5-5, Deuce! "

Wow!

The cheers came out, which is not suitable for the tennis stadium. The intense confrontation between the two players, who never missed their sub-games, even excited the crowd.

5-5, as soon as the score reached Deuce, the tension inflated rather than subsided.

"Much more fun than you think? Good to see you too. "

A man smiled in a position overlooking the court. The impressive man with light brown hair had a well-trained forearm outside the sleeves of the short-sleeved shirt. Saying that the contours of the veins and muscles that come up everywhere are unusual

there was.

And right behind him was a large black man, staring with a stern look at the man watching the game.

"Roger, wouldn't it be better to rest in the waiting room? It's not good to be too relaxed. "

Trainer, Hudson, said in a worrying manner as he watched Roger in play next door.

Even Roger Pedro, the world's number one and immovable, didn't confirm the victory in every game. When the situation was bad, or depending on who the opponent was not a lot of hard work or defeat. Immortality is the realm allowed to humans

It wasn't.

But no one could deny that Roger was the world's strongest. That's why Hudson's voice naturally lacked power. I couldn't help but convince the weak voice that I felt.

"done. The condition is the best. I'll have to stay in my room anyway, but it's better to wait for the game. "

Roger affirmed with a refreshing smile. He looked down on two players who did not lose their intensity after entering the deuce. An interesting gaze went between Victor and Hanwoojin.

"Hut, which of the two do you think is stronger?"

"Hmm… It's Mr Han if you choose. "

"why?"

I didn't ask because I didn't know. Roger was asking why. Hudson ponders for a while and comes up with an answer. He couldn't be lower because he was a trainer who manages the best players in the world.

"It was superior to Victor in terms of growth rate, level of opponents, restraints and pitches of the serve. Perhaps there's still room for growth. "

In just half a year, he has climbed from the outskirts of tennis to the Tokyo Open. In the coming years, or even next year, Roger might have more work on the court. That's what Hudson's intuition has changed for over a decade as a trainer.

But Roger didn't answer straight away. He smiled and opened his mouth, looking at Victor, who won the sub game again.

"Personally, I didn't want Victor to deal anymore. It doesn't match up with me. "

"… Is that enough? "

Hudson asked in amazement.

Roger was as confident as he was. I was not arrogant or proud, but I did not doubt myself. If he said he didn't want to deal with, it meant that he was the one who came and went.

Roger nodded and said.

"If you see a gap in a well-balanced theme, it's a type that comes straight. Rally's not quite as good as Radal, but Victor Craig. "

"Then is that Mister Han losing?"

"Well, that's another story. Strong type for me doesn't mean strong for others. "

A cool explanation followed. Although Hudson is an excellent trainer, his opponent is the "emperor" of his heyday, which is one of the best times in tennis history. Discussing discernment and insights against him was nothing but creasing in front of the pupa.

"Mr. Mr. Han? That player is the type that has the weaknesses rather than improving the merit except for serve. Victor and I don't have a final blow. So I'm hitting like this. "

"Then who's going to win is unclear. Which one will be the first to make a mistake? "

"It could be, or… "

Roger's eyes sharpened. He alternated between Victor and Han Woo-jin and glanced at the two players' movements. He observed how to make fun of his feet, how he handles his eyes, and how he is holding his racket. He muttered in a violent voice.

"It would be better to go one step first."

* * *

'It's terribly hard. I don't think I can see it even though I brought Deuce. '

Viktor Craig, a player in a similar style to his own. He was a talented person separate from Hanwoojin who has evolved with the ability of the system on his back. While he's playing so hard, he's trying to balance and hit the ball

The admiration was so beautiful.

The score was 5-6. Han Woo-jin defeated his nervousness by winning the points somehow by taking the lead. If you survive the game, you will end up in a 6-6 fight, a tie break.

'The difference in stamina is only 1, but the opponent's movement is more efficient. One set would be advantageous. ! '

Paang!

Hanwoojin smashed the smash hit the court, the referee raised the sound and declared a goal. In spite of the freaking out of nowhere, his ball hit the sideline with a perfect orbit.

"Forty Fifteen (40: 15)!"

With the confirmed decision to enter the tiebreak, Hanwoojin opened his status window with the intention of holding his breath for a while. He was also to check the strength of the humble.

[Hanwoojin]

Strength 63 / Stamina 64 / Agility 63

HP 1410/2560 SP 580/780

Forehand: 14/20

Backhand: 9/20

Serve: 15/20

Volley: 9/20

Smash: 11/20

Dropshot: 10/20

Lob: 10/20

Special Skills: Stinger (Serve / Step 2), Slug (Smash)

High consumption

Han Woo-jin gathered lightly. Health was also consumed, but five stingers were used to subdue the serve. Stinger, who used to take his breath, made his opponent turn too. As a result, it was plus or minus zero.

'There must be something.'

The ball came up again. Looking at the tossed ball for the serve, Han Woo-Jin recalled the thought repeatedly. It could have been a very small thing. There was something desperate to end this stuffy chicken race.

Paang!

Victor did not move. Anyway, if you go into the tie break will save the stamina. Han Woo-jin's serve was squeaky, and he got stuck in the center of the empty service court.

"Game Ujin Han! 6-6! "

There was one more shout than Deuce. The tiebreaker was dry, but it was an interesting game for those watching. Victor looked at Han Woo-jin, who was going through the same agony as he was, with a bitter smile.

"… Well?"

Then he looked puzzled.

The Korean player, who was hanging at the edge of his gaze, also looked at himself. But my eyes seemed to be floating.

Victor's feeling was correct. Han Woo-jin was not watching Victor Craig. What he sees was a message from the status window that came up with the game he had just won. Only a few lines of sentences, it contained the laughter of Hanwoojin's mouth.

[Forehand level goes up by 1]

[Forehand level reached 15. From now on, all strokes in the forehand style will be corrected.]