Chapter 51.6 - SEMI FINALS # 6

In fact, it was no exaggeration to say that Han Woo-jin and Roger Pedro ended in one set. Han Woo-jin, who was relatively incapable and in poor condition, could only win before Roger got used to his play.

There was nothing to see.

The attempt, however, went to the end of the end and eventually failed, and the only remaining victory was completely gone.

So this scene is natural. If you don't go there even though you've obviously won, the only thing left is a devastation by the confirmed winner.

Paang!

The ball flew away smashing Hanwoojin's sideline. It was certainly not unresponsive. The orbit was also half way reading. If the game had just begun, it would have been hard to hit.

"Forty Love (40: 0)!"

Obviously, Roger's goal followed.

The two sets, which began after a fierce rally in the first set and had a 10-minute break, were completely different.

-… Han Woo-jin, he's out of power. The forehand just dropped out of the way. But my feet didn't move. Han Woo-jin's body tilted forward to hit the ball.

-Maybe there is something wrong with the right ankle of Hanwoojin player. My breath is rough, but my complexion isn't bad yet, and I still breathe. It's not just a lack of stamina.

Park Sung-jin and Yoon Ki-chan, while calmly commentary, could not erase their worrying eyes.

Even after entering the second set, Han Woo-jin did his best to resist Roger's pressure. His sub-games were kept strictly and somehow maintained their set scores of 2-2.

But the balance began to fall from five games. Although there were gaps in margin, unlike the 4 games where the basic rally was established, Han Woo Jin missed a ball falling to the right in 5 games. Roger or commentator

Even if you are not the same expert, anyone could find out.

'As you say. Is it like this as soon as it is a little hard? '

In the bite of Hanwoojin's bite, the teeth were divided. Stamina still remained about 30%. The special technology was crushed, but nothing could be done. With all the power you can fight against Roger and steal from your opponent's play.

Had to steal.

But the ankle bomb was concerned about the explosion. The right astragalus, which began to stir a little earlier, complained of sharp pain, like a stab sting with a needle. Even though Hanwoojin has great mental powers,

It was unreasonable to endure run pain and show normal play.

The weakness that would have been fatal even if he met a weaker opponent, turned into a pilgrim's place in the face of Roger's peak monster. Again the sub was falling towards the right side.

Paang!

"Game Roger, 5-2!"

No matter how eagerly aimed, there is no physical power in the eyes. Once again, a bean hitting an empty service court bounced out, and the referee declared Roger's goal with a still-sharp voice. This is 5-2, when the game is divided into the next game.

This has come.

In the audience, he stared at him with a nervous and nervous look. My eyes seemed to encourage you to abstain right away.

'I'm sorry, Seyeon.'

This stubbornness will only make her trouble. Knowing that, Hanwoojin had no intention of going down the court. It was because I didn't want to leave the score in the form of a dropout. Of course, if you don't, you won't get any system rewards

Because of that, it wasn't just without a computational reason.

More than that, however, it was the support of a friend who was feeding him the strongest and supporting him now.

"Game 8! Ujin Han to Serve! "

Catch the ball that Ballboy passes. Hanwoojin's palm is full of tight texture. At thirteen and defeat in front of the eye catching the ball, but I was nervous. In some ways, it was close to occupational disease.

'This is the last time. Move it a little bit. '

Han Woo-jin gently rolled his right foot, which had not been moving since the fifth game. The pain that I felt before, thanks to the rest I had so far, was quite depressed. Now I seemed to be able to hold one game.

Throw the ball.

All the thoughts were erased. No special skills were used, and SP was used anyway. All I have is my tattered body and the experience and skills I've gained, and there's no room for remnants.

Paang!

With a soft trajectory, Racket beats the ball. Hanwoojin himself could not feel, but the unnecessary waste attached to his movement was almost gone. It was thanks to learning Roger's movement in front of his eyes. Time and time again,

It was a price that did not turn his eyes.

But that does not mean that the lost stamina and the movement was caught.

Roger was already stepping into the service court when Han Woo-jin's racket hit the ball.

Maybe because of the distance between the two eyes met.

The eyes of two men, transparent as glass and yet cold as ice, crossed. At the same time as the eye drops, Roger swings against the racket.

Paang!

Aim right thoroughly. Hanwoojin's right foot condition was a bad tactics to see that is not good.

However, Han Woo-jin was not resentful or angry. It's only natural that a pro will attack your opponent's weaknesses. Rather, it was a humiliation to consider it.

He stepped right.

Pit.

"윽!"

The pain began as soon as I leaned forward and put on my weight. In the moment Hanwoojin stopped moving, Roger's return dropped precisely to the sideline.

"Love Fifteen (0: 15)!"

I was not ready. Hanwoojin glanced at his lips for a moment and stopped. If you had known beforehand that this pain was coming, you would never stop.

This time I'll take it.

Paang!

Hanwoojin chopped up and shot the serve again. Unexpectedly smooth motion, even a tired body hit a quick and sharp ball. If the condition comes back to perfection, you can play better serve than before.

But now it doesn't matter.

Paaang!

Roger was thorough, even when he completely grabbed the victory. He realized what Hanwoojin was up to and struck the ball to the left. There was no way for Hanwoojin, who was only thinking about sticking out to the right.

"Love Thirty (0: 30)!"

The game ended quickly.

It wasn't always the resolution that solved everything. If it had been possible, the cornered rat could have killed the lion.

In the third rally that followed, Han Woo-jin stabbed himself. Right or left. Predicting that he would be aiming for the side, he was fooled by the suddenly popped drop shot.

"Love Forty (0: 40)! Roger Match Point! "

It was not until Han Woo-jin came to understand this. It was his defeat. From skill to tactics, there was no single area beyond Roger. The same was true of the merits. The rounder is most vulnerable when playing against the same rounder.

Because the difference in skills leads to victory immediately.

But I could not give up until the end. Hanwoojin's eyes brightened even after letting go of the obsession with victory. Congested pupils due to excessive exercise was really scary.

The final rally has begun.

Paang!

Forcibly draw power. Han Woo-jin grabbed the head that began to get dizzy and swung the racket. The momentum even tensioned Roger even though he played all the time. It was closer to living than fighting.

Did the flame burn once brightly? Hanwoojin was just like that. Not much wasted health and injured ankle, showing a terrible movement. Rambling right and left, he struck Roger's stroke from the front.

Roger was also Roger. He gave me a point and cooked his opponent who was weak, but he jumped on the fire of Hanwoojin on fire and raised his momentum. Bali, drop, smash… The two players fought with all the skills available.

The ball bounced off in front of Hanwoojin's eyes. Roger's drop shot came to an odd angle. Since he was doing a volley against each other, his face was clearly visible. Oops, I'm proving that Roger's face is not a loophole

there was.

At close range, there's no reason to aim at the side and give your opponent time to react. Han Woo-jin did not hesitate to twist the upper body to hit the ball. The track is, of course, a straight, body shot aimed at Roger's chest.

Blazing fight, a bit of evil mixed with the ball.

'Eat!'

The thunderball was about to hit Roger's chest and Hanwoojin saw an incredible sight. This was exactly the second time.

[You admitted Roger Pedro's special skills. The name is not visible due to lack of observation data. The category 'backhand' is recorded in the status window.]

The sound is behind the scenes. The status window, which was set aside for the concentration, was pushed to the corner of the brain. Only the movement close to mysterious spread in front of his eyes was filling Hanwoojin's head.

Sway to tilt the whole body to the side.

A bizarre stance that lets you hit the ball into your body with your backhand.

Yet a bizarre sense of equilibrium that does not lose balance.

Soon, Roger's torso, tilted diagonally, rotated diagonally.

Paaang!

[You struggled against an overwhelming force. EXP is settled additionally.]

[All Stet Points increase by 1 for the first time in the quarterfinals in the ATP500 League.]

[correction. Rewards will be settled in exchange for your struggle against the overwhelming force.]

[All stat points increase by 2]

[You have learned a level of skill above. All skill levels are increased by 1].

[Abnormal condition 'Ankle Inflammation' is added. Later… ]

This was the first time that so many messages came to mind after gaining system capabilities. Despite the defeat, more rewards came in than they won. Stat up, skill level up… How tough was the monster Roger Pedro

It was also a reminder to let you know.

"Hou."

Hanwoojin barely walked on his feet and collapsed as soon as he leaned against the gray wall of the aisle. There was no strength to stand anymore. Once he closed his eyes, he felt as if he was going to fall asleep.

Never sleep here. I don't know if someone would pick him up. .

"… Ha. "

I laughed out of my mind. Han Woo-jin saw a familiar face at the edge of the dark field of vision. The usual poker face is a woman running with an urgent face to find out where she went, even when she bites her eyes.

"… Uh… Seed!"

I'm relieved by this.

If she's going to cope with it.

With heavy trust, Han Woo-jin kept his eyelids down. The familiar darkness I had always seen embraced him, and in less than three seconds Hanwoojin's consciousness fell toward a comfortable place.

* * *

Unlike Hanwoojin, who walked with trembling legs as if he had fallen right now, Roger was off the court without any shaking. He walked toward the bench where his dedicated team was seated.

First of all, Chief Trainer Hudson got up and talked to him.

"Good work, Roger. I had a little bit of trouble, but Mr. Han is still far away. I can't distribute my strength properly. "

He evaluated Hanwoojin as he kicked his tongue. The performance in the first set was obviously awesome, but in the second set he was a completely different person. Not good, but bad.

But Roger did not answer. He didn't change his expression and walked through the team and sat on the bench.

"Roger?"

When Hudson had a strange feeling, he called him, and Roger opened his eyes.

"Hut, quietly take out the ice pack."

"Ice pack? What are you talking about all of a sudden? "

Hudson asked with a puzzled face. Then Roger gently extended his right arm. Team members gathered around gathered attention on his forearm. What they wanted to do was they put up with the surprise that I was about to explode.

"… Roger, what is your arm? "

Roger's right arm was red. The veins were gross and sticky, and the swollen muscles were causing light cramps because they couldn't beat my strength. It's a muscle rupture that doesn't happen unless it's overused.

"I've been sick a little since when I got that weird smash. It looked like this after it finished. "

He frowned playfully, but none of the team laughed. The man with the world's strongest name would have had such a hard time? I don't know one set of tie breaks, but I thought I was overwhelmed by two sets.

Hudson immediately took out an ice pack and wrapped it around Roger's forearm. Creepy cold, Roger screams and Hudson turns into a serious face.

"Are you mistaken? Or was Mr. Han such a great player? "

"Hmm… Well."

It was a quick question.

Roger was occasionally swept into the atmosphere and made a mistake in allocating his health. The rally in the two sets of matchpoints was due to this temperament, and Hudson was aware of Roger's bad habits throughout his career.

But the answer that came back was different.

"In terms of technology, there was nothing great except a few unusual balls… Strange pressure I felt like I would be eaten if I didn't do my best. So it was more energy than I originally thought. "

Roger smiled cheerfully as he recalled. Thumping forearms were good. Han Woo-jin was a player who popped out every time he opened it like a surprise box. If you're an ordinary strong player, you've met tired, and you've won. Such

It is not fun to play with.

"Hut, did Mr. Han debut this year?"

"That's right."

"Then write it down now, hut. I bet you. "

Hanwoojin whistles but leaves the field with his feet. He will surely have something to face again in the near future. At that time, you'll be in a more perfect body, and you'll come to be more fun than you are now.

'I am immature now, but the growth rate is phenomenal.'

Going through the game, it was evolving in real time. The lack of physical strength was not well revealed, but after two sets of wasteful movements that were a bit annoying disappeared. Based on his own textbook, he repaired his shortcomings.

Today was not the time. It is less ripe yet. Picking up unripe fruit and dividing it will only make food waste. Roger wanted to wait long enough for the fruit to ripen properly. And fortunately, it didn't seem that far.

"Mr. Han's name on the Grand Slam list next year, the prospective candidate. By then, you'll have twice as much fun as you do now. "

Mr. Han, no. What was your name?

Was Han the last name? Orient is hard to remember because the surname and the name are not well distinguished.

Oh yeah. Came to mind.

"Ujin Han. Han is her last name and Ujin is her first name. "