Chapter 55.2 - Beyond the equator # 2

The two new groomed men were able to arrive at Sydney Olympic Park in a short time with the help of a quiet road. As it is named Olympic Park, the size of the facility is as big as it was.

Arrived in front of the eyes I could not admire.

"… Wow, it's big I think there are many related accommodations and parks around. After the Olympics, citizens often use it. "

"There is no well equipped facility like this. It was created for the Olympics in 2000, but it's too wasteful to do it once. "

They spewed admiration as they looked around the imagination of Sydney Olympic Park. Wherever the gaze stayed, there was no surprise. A map of the park's interior gives you an indirect sense of grandeur of its size.

It was.

At the time of the Olympics, the stadium, which accommodated 110,000 people, the Super Dome, where concerts and basketball events were held, and the willingness to capture all the existing sporting events were felt. Archery to athletics, swimming, hockey… Sporting stadium like Olympic stadium

Tsu kindly exceeded two digits lightly.

The two could only find a tennis stadium on the map after five minutes of fingertips. The announcement was impressive that it could accommodate nearly 20,000 people.

20,000, can you fill this huge audience half? Han Woo-jin could not give up his skepticism.

He and Shin Se-yeon took a diligent walk, but the facility was so large that it took quite a while. By the time I arrived at the tennis stadium near the golf center, the faces of my two men were completely moistened without sweat.

At the entrance, only a few young Australians, wearing a staff badge on their necks, were cracking down. Maybe they looked at the tickets.

"Please wait a moment."

Rather than approach them first, Shin Se-yeon walked to the box office near the entrance. It seemed to me that the story would be faster than explaining the situation to the host.

And in front of Hanwoojin's eyes, she wanted to talk with the staff at the ticket office.

Han Woo-jin asked her to come back soon.

"Ah, you haven't got it for free?"

"Well, as expected. Woojin is a contestant, so you can just go in. Agents have to buy tickets. "

Shin Se-yeon shrugged her shoulder, handing a ticket. Attitude seemed to be anyway. If you do not know the players themselves, it would be a matter of equity as well as the profit of allocating a free seat to all the officials. Hanwoojin won't say anything

I was chased after her back to the gunshots.

As I walked past the entrance, the view of the tennis stadium unfolded. There were bright blue painted coats and white lines running around. The audience seats are arranged on three sides around the court.

It was.

'There are quite a lot of people than I thought. The audience will not be crowded like this from the preliminary round.

Hanwoojin looked around and looked slightly surprised at the number of audiences exceeding expectations.

Although the ATP League, the lower-ranking qualifiers weren't very popular. In many cases, the level of the game itself was not high.

It was.

But is Australia also one of the tennis powerhouses?

As a country responsible for the grand slam, citizens seemed to be interested in tennis. More than half of the outside court spectators, which seemed to accommodate about a thousand people, were crowded with people. Horse racing everywhere

It was surprising that there were almost 500 people.

"Seyeon, do you have any qualifiers?"

"Yeah. I'll have to look for it, but it won't be very useful because I don't memorize all the players' profiles. "

Shin Se-yeon realized the intention of Han Woo-jin's question and returned a detailed answer. If you have to watch it, it would be more efficient to go watch the players you might be wary of. He wanted to go to the court where his best player was playing, but

Standing was like an impossible story.

"Well… Then let's go here. "

Han Woo-jin pondered for a while, and the two of them stood closest to the coat where they stood.

Anyway, I picked the nearest point because it was selected or every single thing. Stinging sunshine just touched the skin and made them avoid walking away.

Paang!

The moment I stepped into the audience seats on the right side of the court, the sound of a smashing ball penetrated my ears.

It was such a cool sound that seemed to blow hot weather at once.

And as soon as he heard it, Hanwoojin dropped quickly to a nearby seat and gazed over the court. It seemed that attention was focused on the rally unfolding in front of me.

"… Really, I only know tennis. "

Shin Se-yeon smiled lightly as he glanced at Hanwoojin. He always did. From the first time I met until now, I was always running toward my eyes with a racket bag hanging on my shoulder.

On the seat, refreshed by the shade of the sun, the two looked at each other as usual.

* * *

Between the narrow eyes of Han Woo-jin, the eyes, which turned hard like metal, moved around. Eyeballs follow the ball across the net and court floor. He was so busy teasing his eyes sometimes

Questioned.

'It takes something no matter how you look at it.'

He felt strange discomfort from the time he started watching the game. The body vision that came with the system's calibration and high agility found unnaturalness in the ball's movement. I can't see it from the opposite court, but Hanwoo

Jin's vision has long since reached an out-of-standard range.

A lime green ball knocks on the coat. Slowly, the ball fell to the ground, suddenly bent and changed shape, and soon afterward, it bounced up. It was bound to a stroke that was not much different in the eyes of others.

But Hanwoojin's gaze did not know dull. Rather, it became even sharper. He confirmed the heterogeneity of the coat he had in mind.

'There is an error too. It's hard to measure it without hitting it directly from the court, but just finding out that it's a harvest. '

The more I see it, the more heterogeneity is added. Bounds and hard courts bouncing lower than expected, but the speed of the bound ball also slowed down significantly. Maybe it's called Rebound Ace? It has a stronger buffering effect than a normal hard coat.

It wasn't a kite crap.

At that time, Shin Se-yeon, who was still watching the game together next to her, murmured with a low voice.

"It's higher than I thought, but it doesn't seem to be particularly good."

Han Woo-jin, who had only stared at the court and the ball, heard the sound and turned to the players. One new outstretched right hand grabbed the racket bag's edge. Hanwoojin briefly looked at the two players on the court for a short while

Affirmed her words.

"… Iknow, right."

The level is high, but not very well.

It was very accurate words. Maybe it's an agent's eye, she measured the value of the player from a different angle than Han Woo-jin.

'Surely average levels are high, but… Nothing special. I don't see anything that would be called a variable. '

Obviously, the difference in skills is the difference between victory and defeat, but the difference is not just determined by the difference in skills. On the weaker side, you can use the tactics and affinity to take down the stronger side. On the contrary, the strong side uses the wrong tactics to stab

It may be reeled.

However, the two people in front of him seemed to have no room for that kind of flashing base or counterattack.

Stat or skill level was not low. Rather, it was on the higher side. Stat was a little less than the average of 60, and the average skill level was above or below level 10.

But they're just plain good, and they just repeat a normal rally that they can't overcome. That way, if you meet a stronger partner than yourself, you can't do it.

'If it's that level, don't worry.'

All those who came out in the qualifiers did not have to worry about that level. It was just a level where you could win by overwhelming the front without using special technology. Those who looked like a wall that could not be surpassed a year ago,

It has fallen into meaningless even to save.

I thought of that, and I felt intense. Han Woo-jin took his eyes off the court and looked up at the ceiling. As he was always crawling on the ground, he looked down at someone.

Is it because the mood is complicated?

Han Woo-jin could not notice the near-distance approach that he would not miss in normal times.

"Are you a Korean Woojin player?"

""Ah? Ah yes. Yes.""

It was a little strange accent of English. Surprised by the suddenly handed over, Han Woo-jin looked back. There must be a man standing there who recognizes him and speaks to him.

"Who are you?"

The height was similar to that of Hanwoojin, but compared to the weight of the man was quite outgoing. Different from being fat, he was more muscular in general.

And he had a slightly depressed face, but not so depressed. The elongated face brows seemed to make such an impression.

"'Oh, dear. Excuse me. I'm Marcos Vardy, who is now at Sydney International. "

"Oh, are you a player?"

Reflexively Hanwoojin's hand grabbed the racket. Just before his hand was there, it seemed strange. As he added power to his hands, Marcos' status window in front of him filled his mind.

[Marcos Vardy]

Strength 68 / Health 66 / Agility 62

HP 2570/2640 SP 910/910

Forehand: 13/20

Backhand: 14/20

Seeve: 12/20

Volley: 14/20

Smash: 11/20

Dropshot: 14/20

Special Skills: ???

'It's strong.'

His body had hardened without my knowledge. A player with this level of skill was no ordinary figure. So far, he was able to be among the five fingers in front of him, even if he had all the players he met on and off the court. G

Hanwoojin gold can never guarantee victory.

Whether he knew the tension of Hanwoojin, Shin Se-yeon, who was next to him, looked surprised and murmured with a small voice.

"If it's Marcos' Vardy… The world ranking 11th! "

High-Ranker.

The enemy was trying to avoid the interest in the Australian Open as a shield.

What is he doing here? Marcos opened his mouth in front of Hanwoojin, who rolls his eyes with a dull look.

"'Nice to meet you, Mr. Han. I don't know how excited I am to see you. "

He was sincerely happy. Hanwoojin did not know what the English was forced to visit. Flimsy English made a hard accent, followed by his reactions.

"Are you excited to see me?"