Chapter 62.2 - Bronze Statue # 2

Although Hanwoojin and Choi Yeon-hyuk stayed in the same city, they never passed by until the start of the Brazilian Open. The security is very bad, so I stayed inside the hotel to make both.

It was because they couldn't afford to enjoy sightseeing.

In addition, Sao Paulo had a larger population than Seoul, but the city was three times larger than Seoul. Unless very lucky to follow, even if there is no place to meet without promises.

'You don't have to say anything anyway.'

Han Woojin was rather fortunate. As soon as it was found that Choi Yeon-Hyuk was surely losing his coolness, it was an adverse effect to see his face.

In addition, after going up to the quarter-finals anyway, there was a side-by-side voting. Although Choi Yeon-hyuk was tattered in many ways with his physical problems, he was not capable of falling to the quarterfinals in these places.

And now was not the time to worry about Choi. Han Woo-jin did not look at the match in front of him, but got up. The score was 6-3, 5-1. The game seemed to be split into the next or the next game.

Shin Se-yeon spoke to Han Woo-jin who was trying to get up a little early and release her body. She had been devoted to briefing since yesterday that her first appearance at the clay court competition was very disturbing.

"Woojin, do you remember everything I said yesterday?"

"I don't forget what's important. And don't worry too much. "

"still···."

So far, all the competitions that Han Woo-jin played have had hard coats. Although hardcoats had various materials, there were no materials with the difference between clay and hard.

In a word, Han Woo-jin had to greet talented enemies on an unfamiliar battlefield.

But he also had his own corner.

Flick.

"Ah···"

Just a week ago, Shin Woo-yeon did the same thing, Han Woo-jin stretched her index finger and touched her forehead. His rough finger prints seemed to show her white skin. A lot of contacts from a single hundred-won coin

Has been handed down. Shin Se-yeon, who stabbed her forehead, looked up at Hanwoo Jin with her eyes open without any resistance.

What he was trying to say, he swallowed up the sound that went up the throat. It was because I knew that only to break up the atmosphere would be better. So Hanwoojin delivered a different voice in a calm voice.

"Seoyeon will believe me?"

Who would not say in this situation. Shin Se-yeon was still looking at him with a blank face. As soon as the finger touched the glare, she responded in a calm voice.

"no."

"···Yeah?"

When the answer came back, even Hanwoojin's poker face waved slightly. This time, as well as a lot of things happened a little bit stuck somewhere. I see Hanwoojin who jumped at me, and Shin Se-yeon's usual calm Earl

Breaking the oysters smiled with a bright face.

"I believe."

This time, it was the turn of Han Woo-jin who was beaten by the reverse. He couldn't manage his facial expressions for a while and then sighed.

It was too early to take the lead in her relationship with her.

About 30 minutes later, Hanwoojin was teasing his feet toward the red coat, knowing that his turn had returned. As soon as he got out of the waiting room, he shook his eyebrows slightly with hot winds, but there was no response.

'I feel better thanks to Seyeon.'

Reminding me of her question makes me smile. Hanwoojin stepped onto the court with a refreshing feeling, ignoring even the moisture sticking to the whole body. Hot air and even high discomfort index

It wasn't enough to spoil his condition.

It also feels subtly different from the hard coat as shoe soles, and Han Woo-jin stopped in front of the referee's seat. Right before him was his opponent today.

Antonio Saretta.

He was a young Brazilian rankinger from the 93rd place in the world rankings, who is emerging as an anticipation for the clay court.

'Would you like to see if you're good enough for reputation?'

Hanwoojin already holds the racket in his right hand. Just by consciousness, I could see the status window of all the players in my field of view. He could see and sit in the audience seats, so he narrowed his eyes.

Narrow your view to put.

Antonio Saretta

Strength 58 / Stamina 65 / Agility 61

HP 2380/2600 SP 770/770

Forehand: 10/20

Backhand: 12/20

Serve: 9/20

Volley: 14/20

Smash: 9/20

Dropshot: 13/20

Lob: 10/20

Special Skills: None

It was quite a stat. Han Woo-jin raised Antonio's evaluation one step further and opened her eyes. He had two stats over 60, and his skill level was clearly trained. Just a little bit of great luck

If you give the world rankings of about 50 was still worth watching.

"Head or Tail?"

Oops, a new referee bounced the coin. After Hanwoojin's response was slow, Antonio opened his mouth first.

"Tail."

Tail. In this case, Hanwoojin naturally chose Head. After all, it's a matter of luck. It didn't matter who picked it first.

When the referee confirms the choice of both players, the palm of the coin was removed, and Antonio checked the coin and smiled.

The coin went to the back, and the serve went to Antonio.

"Antonio Saretta on my right! Ujin Han on my left! Antonio to Serve! "

The two players walked back to the end of their courts, with the referee's clattering voice behind.

The color of the coat is always different from that of Hanwoojin. The myriad of white lines on the reddish ground seemed heterogeneous. The moment Hanwoojin walked while looking at the floor reached the base line, the referee sounded like a thunderbolt.

Announced the start of the game.

"Love All (0: 0)! Play! "

Hanwoojin lowered his posture in response to the signal. As Radal advised, he put his waist up a little bit more than he did with the hard court, lifting the center of gravity upwards. In the friction-rich clay, it was easy to lose balance if you carried your weight prematurely.

If you had an ankle or mediocre level of Radal, Hanwoojin would have failed to gamble.

Paang!

Antonio struck him terrified as he got his pose. The racket wielded with quite a force, quickly hit the ball exactly in the center. Redemption is roughly 185 to plus or minus 5? Compared to the level of the sub skill

It was an excellent serve.

'Antonio's substyles are largely three. Fast flat, big bend drive, and

The flying serve suddenly bowed his head and rolled off at an angle. The spins fed the ball have traversed the ball's progressive thrust. The name of this pitch that begins to fall sharply from the moment it crosses the net,

It's called Top-spin.

phut!

"Fifteen Love (15: 0)!"

The first serve scored Antonio's point as the sub fell close to the net and slipped far into the side. It was a great room, combining the characteristics of clay coat and the strength of topspin.

'Are you a player familiar with clay courts?'

Han Woo-jin, who stopped his foot rather than moving, turned his head unnoticed. The topspin that was just before would not have bounced big to the side if it had been in the hard court, but would have bounded it low in the face. Then it's hard for Hanwoojin to jump out

I would have been able to return without, I would not have passed the first point.

Antonio, however, skillfully adjusted the trajectory of the top spin serve. In terms of overall competence, Hanwoojin was two steps higher, but Claycourt's geographic advantage filled the gap for a while.

The moment Hanwoojin returned to his home position, Antonio's serve flew in succession. It was an expression of a willingness not to give back a little space.

Paaang!

* * *

In fact, Antonio Sarreta did not like Hanwoo Jin before the game began. This year's Brazilian Open was not so high, so I was hoping for a disappointing victory. Two rookies from the East expressed their involvement. Which of you

Either way, Antonio was a tough man to deal with.

It was also named side by side as if the two guys who usually participated only in hard court competitions were weaving. So can you feel bad? Antonio sees Asians across the street who don't change their expressions after eating a single shot.

Plowed up.

'Why are you trying to steal someone else's bowl?'

Of course, in the professional world, there was no concept like your land or my land. It was just a matter of mood. The racket in Antonio's left hand responded to the master's grip and made a sound of unpleasant friction.

But feeling bad is bad, and reality is reality. He did not expect much from today's game. Hanwoojin's video playing in the hard court wasn't good enough to make him feel the difference. Not yet

Antonio never lost his confidence with the top rankers.

But as the first serve was exactly the way I wanted to eat coolly changed my mind. The longing for the victory, which had been abandoned halfway before it started, has sprung up.

'Claycott may not be young. Maybe it's worth trying? '

Antonio recalled the words he heard from the coach, energizing his pupils.

His sincere coach closely gathered information about Han Woo-jin and stayed up late at night trying to take action. I tried to give up and bleed, but the pro's instincts don't forget the possibility.

Napael Raddo also condemns the emperor in Clay. Then what else would you not be able to knock down that Asian guy? Antonio regained his confidence and beat the second serve harder.

Paaang!

"Thirty Love (30: 0)!"

One after another service ace. Perhaps it would win, but the idea was hardened by conviction. It might be hard, but in clay, he was up. Antonio had a ferocious smile on his cool, unique neck.

Why is it?

'uh?'

Paaang!

Antonio's body beat a third serve before anything came to mind. By the time I felt discomfort, my body was already moving. Believing it was unfounded anxiety, Antonio followed his eyeballs on the ball he had struck.

And Hanwoojin moved.

Pak, with a dry sound, jumped out of place and ran over the red coat.

Use your toes to push your body rather than step on it. I don't know if it's a heavy hitting situation, or if it's a situation where quickness is required, it's right to tease your feet this way.

'Sub is obviously exquisite. If it was a country about two weeks ago, it might have been a bit cumbersome to get it. '

Antonio's topspin sub was a technology optimized for clay. Han Woo-jin, who has accumulated all professional careers in hard courts, was a difficult ball to respond on the spot. Isn't it called Clay Pot's Expectation? Antonio's basics

It was also flawless.

Yes, it was just that.

'This is not a big deal compared to that monster, Napa!'

Did you take three or four coats of your toes? Han Woo-jin was at the point where a new Antonio's serve was bent. It was time to stop and swing the racket.

[If you're like me, adjust the area by narrowing or widening the soles of your feet that touch the court. It seems like it's slipping two steps when you touch it a little over half.

I've already learned how to brake. Hanwoojin laid his soles at an angle as he had seen and followed. The soles of the shoe rubbed against a stiff clay coat and screamed ugly and unpleasantly screaming.

'now!'

Han Woo-jin, who felt the acceleration suddenly fell, turned his body. In addition to elbows and shoulders, the pelvis and knees assisted the stroke. It was evidence that the braking in a moment was not enough and the center of gravity was restored. class

Even inertia generated by braking is used as a means to accelerate the ball.

Paaang!

One hand backhand. The forearm tangled like a rope hit a powerful blow. The ball on the racket was 20km more than when it flew back to Antonio's court.

Of course, Antonio can't get it.

"Thirty Fifteen (30: 15)!"

Han Woo-jin's exciting return ace reversed the game that flowed at Antonio's pace.