Chapter 60.2 - Standing on a strange ground # 2

It was about 1 pm, and the sun that had just risen from the middle of the sky swept up and sweltered. The red clay court, which was still ripe, threw the haze off like a steam, welcoming the two players. The cool breeze blows outside

The coming turned into a terrible blow, and the rolling ball delivered hot heat to the palms as soon as it was picked up.

'So I forgot to bring water to Seyeon.'

Hanwoojin came up with the idea that he had forgotten until he got on the court, but it was funny that he came down for a while now. He had no choice but to distinguish Shin Se-yeon, who had a hard face with what seemed to be what happened. It was absurd that Hanwoojin, who went to the water, appeared with Napael Radal out of nowhere.

Later, what is going to say, did not take long to worry.

There was Radal in front of her eyes. It also stared at him, grasping the ball, on his front yard clay court. In such a situation, a fool who wastes his concentration in vain cannot even claim to be a World Ranker.

"Woojin, are you ready?"

The voice from across the net was calm to the last. Tense, relaxed, excited, excited. All of these feelings were mixed up and reflected like a calm sleep. Where Radal stands, even the rising haze sinks like a tranquil lake

It seemed to be.

There was no need to answer by mouth. Han Woo-jin lowered his posture in response to his question and pulled the racket held by his right hand to the center of his body. The attitude that is ready to serve the serve is the most obvious answer

It was.

"'OK. I really like that attitude. "

Radal distorted the pupil with no moving eyes. Then he threw the ball up and grabbed it. A few hundred times, perhaps a few thousand more times, the toss fell straight in a windless environment.

Paaang!

'Also comes to the top spin.'

Radall in Clay uses a formidable topspin with a strong forehand. The sub, which has a massive spin with strong wrist force, bounces to an incredible height when it hits the braking strong clay coat. A stopped vehicle

It was the same reason that the back of the rising.

Not surprisingly, the serve, which was loaded into Hanwoojin's service court, jumped vertically at the same time as the collision. So far, he did not deviate from his expectations. The problem was later development.

'Oops, so fast!'

Perhaps the speed itself was faster bound on hard. However, I felt differently. Perhaps because the angle is more acute, the Serve, who had soared over his head, couldn't afford to pick up the racket. Hard by

In addition, the senses trained greatly slowed the reaction of the moment.

In the end, the first serve vainly crossed Hanwoojin's shoulder and left the court.

"'Fifteen Love. How are you? It's a little different from what I saw on hard. "

""… exactly.""

Hanwoojin nodded gently. It was acceptable as a provocation, but more than that, the current Serve had a bigger impact. Maybe because of the change in the material of the coat, the bounds will be different. Of course, no one else

It should be taken into account that it is not Radal.

Radall has spoken with his posture hanging out rather than flying. It seemed to focus on teaching and mixing stories rather than silently giving and receiving a ball.

"'My sub usually bounces that much. It's a bit slower than hard, but it's going to be hard to feel it because the angle goes up. Right?""

""right. It's correct. "

Hanwoojin nodded again at the words of Radal, who pointed out exactly the point. Contrary to the ignorance of some ignorant ones, athletes who embody a myriad of theories on their own, often understood the principles of technology.

There was a limit to the level of the original sense or instinct alone. Sometimes those who have exceeded their limits have appeared, but they cannot be based on such exceptional people.

"'You can't measure distance by holding on to the hard. It might have been the best on the hard side, but the gap is just erratic in clay. "

Han Woo-jin again measured the gap between where the ball fell and where he stopped. It was the best position to hit any pitch in the hard court.

'So you can't.'

But the best story is limited to hard court to the last. In Clay, the gap just before was close to Worst rather than Best. It wasn't high enough to smash, and it had a good placement with the racket to try another pitch.

It was not.

Shin Se-yeon did not know when you put the serve. Her serve was nothing but a general public, and her head was not enough to think about something. So there was no need to consider this principle. Beginner

There was a reason not to increase the ability to compete with each other.

In retrospect, was there an old saying that craftsmen did not blame tools?

In the case of tennis, the opposite was true. The better you are, the more you are affected by large variables, such as the material of the coat. Of course, going to a different court didn't mean his skills fell, but the subtle differences between the top rankingers

It is a wall that cannot be overcome.

Originally, he could not realize why he could not realize even when he hit the ball alone for 100 days. In many ways, it could not have been a fiction.

"Would you like to try again?"

Once you understand the principle, you need to experience embodiing yourself. Hanwoojin also lowered the center as Radal settled again. Loosen the force of tightening around the thighs a little bit,

I remembered it as a head.

Paaang!

Only the opposite direction is the same pitch as the first serve. There was no big difference in speed either. This time he stops at the right place and waits for the ball to be bound.

phut!

The ball soared at a frightening speed. Obviously it was so different from the hard coat's bounds. Speed, angle, degree.

But the difference between being ready and not was more.

'Okay, it's angled.'

Several stroke trajectories came to mind that had never been seen before. It was a little more than a hard coat to delay the pace. Clay's king, Radal's advice, took immediate effect.

Paang!

A forehand drew a clean line and fired. Just as he was getting a service ace, his strength stats at 68 proved his worth. Even though there was no time to turn to shoulders,

But he was a king of clay.

One who cannot cope with one of these surprises cannot bear the weight of the throne.

On the coat where the wind stopped, the wind gusted without any omen.

Paaang!

Radal swung his racket as if he were riding inline skates. The ball, hit by the same force as the Hanwoojin, accelerated above the flying speed and beat the right sideline. You can't even take it out, making it perfect

Volley Shot.

Hanwoojin, however, did not look back at the artistic shot, but stared at Radal with a stupid face.

'What, the move just ... ? '

It was not a volley shot that he should pay attention to. It was even more astonishing to see Radall, who had stopped in a defenseless manner after flying the serve, ran to the other side of the court for a moment. A few steps beyond the level of improvisation

It was.

Of course, Hanwoo-jin himself was able to run at that speed if he asked to run as hard as he could. But that's just the speed. Run all the way and braking out of nowhere, and he's not enough to hit Bali perfectly?

It was a move he could not imagine.

"'Hey, I was surprised. What are you hitting so hard?

In addition, Radal himself, who showed such movements, was returning to his home position without any inspiration. It's not special to him. That means that the movement just before was just "normal" by Rafael Radal.

It was.

'King of Clay… '

Hanwoojin felt like he knew the meaning of the words. A monster standing in front of his eyes is the man who suits the throne of the red coat.

"Well, one more time?"

Radal picked up a ball rolling in with a casual face. It was only the third time. I realized that it means standing on this court with only two bumps.

With the current Korean cows, no matter how many times you fight, you can't beat Radal in Clay.

""… OK, let's continue. "

Do you miss this opportunity?

* * *

Gulp.

"Hua, I think I'll live now."

Eventually, Shin Se-yeon, who had gotten her own water, emptied her throat by emptying 500 ml pets at once. She didn't forget to exercise normally, but her practice with Hanwoojin was too intense. It was all about serving but Hanwoojin's pay

It was impossible to chase after.

'Pro is another thing too.'

I thought that I felt as an agent, but I felt different from my body.

A little more trained like her, she couldn't keep up with the pros. Apart from the difference in levels, I did not even think of being the same human being. Obviously the momentum is overwhelmingly over there, but it was faster to get tired. Common sense

Lo was not a story that could be understood.

Shin Se-yeon sat on the chair he was leaning on and looked at the two players still running tirelessly. The red coat, which shines with the sun, was tired to see. The haze is like steam in a hot kettle

Even though they rose, the two had no sign of slowing their movements.

If it seems as if there is no consumption of physical strength, it was not again.

"What are men?"

She wore a pair of sunglasses with a slightly tired look. It's been more than two hours since the two guys went up and down without asking anything. There was no distinction between a set and a game. Replacement earl

Mana sweating on the red coat, there were some black circles.

How long are you going to stay that way?

After all, she might have to dry. A man with a fever often forgets when to stop.

At that moment, a harsh voice flowed into the ears of Shin Se-yeon, who was keeping her eyes on the court.

"No, why is that child doing it again?"

Her gaze, reflexively, grasped the opponent. Blonde in white t-shirt. Very tall but slim Western man. It was an intellectual appearance that would look like a researcher, if it were wearing a white coat, but it popped out of the mouth with a quick firing gun.

Rough ruined ruined image.

""there… ""

""Well? Who are you?""

I didn't know she was there. Shin Se-yeon introduced himself by pointing to the court.

"I am Shin Se-yeon, an agent of Han Woo-jin who is currently playing a game with Radal."

"Oh, nice to meet you. I'm Duff Macmillan in charge of Radal. "

The two men took business cards out of their arms and were given a brief silence. After knowing each other, I thought there would be something to talk about, but after talking, I had nothing to say. The two of them are Hanwoojin and Radal

I decided to turn my eyes over the coat that was raising the window heat.

phut! Paang! Paang!

Both are stamina and muscular strength far beyond the common sense of the player was still remaining. Even a small firecracker sounded like a popping sound constantly.

For a while, the two were competing with each other for as long as Wen, but now they were swinging a racket without a word.

Shin Se-yeon sighed as he saw two players fighting like a prepaid wild boar.

"" Ehuh ""

But the sounds overlap. The two agents looked at each other in the seat next to each other with amazed eyes, and then bowed their heads with a frustrating look. Ominous foresight that seemed to see this scene a few more times passed through their brains at the same time.

And as the ominous feelings always hit, they watched the man-to-man of Radal and Hanwoojin for another week.

Under very hot sun.