Chapter 62.4 - Bronze Statue # 4

Clara, who successfully won the first round on an alien stage, played the second round the next day. The Brazilian Open was a very fast tempo, and Hanwoojin was assigned a rookie against the Koreans. wave

Pablo Portas, a rookie from Spain.

Of course, when the two of them faced which side did not die, even if you do not see directly will be able to know.

Paaang!

The ball flew at terrible speeds, hitting the court's sideline, bent like a baseball curveball. It was a drive that I couldn't even get if I didn't spin very much. Until he bounces off and falls back,

I could not move even three steps.

"Forty Fifteen (40: 15)! Ujin Han Match Point! "

The referee unintentionally declared Pablo's goal, and the next few words taught him the end of the game. The score of 1 set 6 to 1 and 2 sets was 6 to 0, which is the best win for Hanwoo Jin.

'Is it because I met Antonio first? It's easier to win than I thought. '

Han Woo-jin was able to feel his victory in less than 10 minutes after the second round began, and he had no choice but to improve his assessment of Antonio, which he knocked down yesterday.

Antonio Saretta was able to reach the top 90 in the world rankings and the 50th in terms of potential. If it were, it would not have been strange to win the Brazilian Open. Perhaps due to the Hanwoojin historian bar

If it had not been changed, it might have been so.

Well, even though I wanted to know it, it was an unknown story. Han Woo-jin was able to realize this by comparing the fact with other players. Pablo was weak enough to be comparable to Antonio.

Of course, Pablo Portas wasn't that bad either. Rather, he was a decent newcomer than the average. Only Antonio and Hanwoojin weren't comparable to Pablo.

to be.

"Match Point, Ujin Han to Serve!"

Hanwoojin's thoughts that flowed at a tremendous speed were cut off by the voice of a referee heard from nearby. He shook his head a few times to shake off the thoughts along with the sweat on his hair.

'Shall I finish the game first?'

The moment he squeezed into the slugger, his whole body swelled up.

[Increases Strength Stat by 3 for 1 stroke]

[Applied to the serve. The restraint of the serve increases.]

[1 second stiffness will be charged immediately after stroke]

You can even cast a trait to see the end. I wouldn't have had trouble getting points without using them, but I didn't have to spend more time here. The ball that left Hanwoojin's palm hovered in the air,

The racket shone with the wind.

Paaang!

[Overwhelming play! Experience is paid for the skills used in exchange for winning the second round of the ATP250 League.]

[The achievement already exists. Part of the acquisition experience will be subtracted.]

"Also, the stats didn't go up, but the stamina was all back. Dae Jin-un looks pretty good. "

If you look at the status window to see if you have risen again did not change it immediately after the first round. It was also less rewarded if it was not the first achievement.

If you're a little better, do you think you've recovered quite a bit from your first round? Thanks to this, it will be possible to come to a more perfect state in tomorrow's quarterfinals.

'Why don't you remember today's game?'

I couldn't remember how the second round started and flowed because it was so easy to win. Han Woo-jin, who climbed the stairs leading up to the stands, stopped as if something held her ankles. Because of the second round that does not come up well

It wasn't. I felt like I forgot something.

Fortunately, I forgot what I had forgotten.

"Oh, towel."

Han Woo-jin, who held the racket even before the game, realized that he had forgotten the handkerchief used to clean the frame in the waiting room. It wasn't too expensive, but I couldn't leave what I thought of as it was. Because I wrote my name

Someone could find it and add some hard work.

Han Woo-jin stepped into the hallway to the waiting room. It wasn't too far anyway. Just a short detour from the hallway leading to the court immediately opened the waiting room door.

But again, Woojin's feet stopped. It wasn't just something else that came to mind. It was because I felt popular in the waiting room that arrived at the door. The sharp sense of the blade did not miss even the slightest noise. Wall of talent

Stat, beyond, gave him a sense of perception beyond the normal realm.

As you stop walking, roll your head trimming the faint breathing. There is a person in the waiting room. This next game is the second round played by Choi Yeon-hyuk, and if so.

'If there's only one person in the waiting room right now.'

No way before the game, it's something you'll meet in these places.

The waiting room is nominal, and even the players who do not use the placenta are over, so I have no idea. However, it was not possible to bite the road. I feel like I need to talk to Choi Yeon-hyuk at least once

It was true.

After thinking, Hanwoojin turned the door. The door to the waiting room opened with a rough whistle.

"··· Hanwoojin?"

"uh."

And in about two months, the two men reunited. Indeed, it was hapless.

* * *

They met each other and said, "It's been a while." If you go like this, the two of you will meet on the court tomorrow. I didn't have to leave anything out of the way.

In the waiting room where only the red curtain went around, a quiet atmosphere was disturbed by a word taken out by Choi Yeon-hyuk.

"Ujin, did you do it?"

"···what?"

When Han Woo-jin did not know what he was asking, he asked, Choi Yeon-hyuk raised his head and made eye contact. In the swept face, only two eyes were flashing blue.

"At first, it was just a coincidence, but no matter how much I think, Junsung doesn't seem to make this basic mistake on my brother's side or my team."

"···."

As he guessed, Choi Yeon-hyuk has not yet passed the last line. The coolness that remained in the corner of his head accurately analyzed the situation. The crossing of this schedule, which seems to be a coincidence, is planned by Hanwoo Jin.

"Yes, I did."

Han Woo-jin was positive without saying anything contradictory. Choi Yeon-hyuk was already convinced of his words. The old excuses and a few words in the mouth could cause unpleasant misunderstandings.

Then Choi Yeon-hyuk straightened her waist. But many questions have not yet been resolved, so the mouth opened again.

"Why did you do that? On this unfamiliar court, did you try to fight me on the edge of the ATP250?

He was truly puzzled. The two did not understand the end of the test league. One day, I was going to make a final decision, but I'll meet again in this unexpected situation.

In the end, Choi Yeon-hyuk didn't know much about why Hanwoojin did this.

From here, I had to pick a good answer. Races called genius were often more prominent than others.

As Choi Yeon-hyuk aroused even his lifelong eligibility due to Roger's light words, if he realized that his rival made this stage for himself, he might be deeply hurt by pride. As much as that

Woojin was to avoid the situation.

But he wasn't aiming for this fight against Choi Yeon-hyuk. If you can't put the most important reason in your mouth, you have to tell him what it is. After hearing Choi Yeon-hyuk, I understand why.

"Test League, remember?"

"What?"

"When you went to a pub with me, you told me. The point is still 40-40. The game is not over yet. "

"... ah, it was."

Choi Yeon-hyuk's voice that recalled the memory subsided. Even the feelings I felt at that time were revived. The passion of the day when he was fiercely fighting and overwhelmed by his opponent who was inferior to himself.

And the passion was shattered with the words of Han Woo-jin.

"It was a nice bullshit."

"···what?"

Choi Yeon-hyuk doubted his ear. I thought that day's memories would be good for each other, but what does this mean?

But Han Woo-jin was serious. Over time, he has dug through the memories of those days that have settled somewhere in his mind. The conclusion was not difficult.

"sweetly. I lost to you that day. Set score is 2-0. It's 6-4, 6-5. At the end, whether I hit the serve or not, the result is it. "

"that's,"

"Whatever the situation in any sport, I don't admit coming down the stage before the game is over. If it's a martial art, it's TKO. If it's another sport, it's just a disqualification or a loss. I am .... "

A decisive voice did not allow a word of refute. It wasn't just an excuse. More seriously than ever, Han Woo-jin admitted that the end of the test league was his defeat. 1 loss before 1 That is Choi Yeon-hyuk and his award

It's totally amazing.

Choi Yeon-hyuk, who lost his speech because of an unexpected sound, looked away and looked up at the ceiling. He did not even think that Hanwoojin was thinking about this. One of Roger's words, like a foal with a tail on fire

Hanwoojin was chewing past defeats.

Hanwoojin's words did not end there. Even before Choi regained his appreciation, he voiced an octave-up voice that he wanted to get through the Brazilian Open.

"I told you clearly. It would have been easier to just win. "

Unknowingly, the mixed voice was enough to make Choi Yeon-hyuk lift his head somewhere. Hanwoojin threw a declaration of war towards a rival looking at him with astonishment.

"I will beat you tomorrow. If we are really equal friends. I can't just stay lost. "

Pick up a handkerchief on a nearby bench. No more words to share. Han Woo-jin did not wait for Choi's answer and opened the door of the waiting room he had opened.

Feeling a friend's eyes cling to the back of the head, he murmured in a low voice.

"First, I'll make 1 win 1 loss."