Chapter 78.1 - Superior Runaway # 1

"Luis Horman on my right! Ujin Han on my left! "

They stood at a reasonable distance in line with the referee's gestures. Lewis, with a shaggy beard and scattered brown hair, was a veteran fit for his career. The appearance of clutter was reminiscent of the lion's mane.

However, Han Woo-jin's face against him was expressionless as always. There was no slight tension or agitation. I was just going through the poker face. Even if you knock a hundred times, you will be shaken rather than cracked, perfect calmness (平靜 心).

'Hmm, he has a nice face.'

Lewis admired his opponent's eyes with a slight admiration. The face, which had a unique Asian conjecture, remained silent. ATP500, if it's a contest in your home country, doesn't it make sense?

However, nothing was revealed on Hanwoojin's face. It was not good at hiding emotions. I cut off unnecessary feelings in the game.

Even Lewis himself, who had 12 years of experience this year, managed to reach a few years ago. It was a veteran's face that could only be reached after years of experience, training, and training.

'It may be a born character, but ... either way.'

Can I go to Seoul only if I go to Moro? If the results were the same, then the process was a little different. Lewis Homan raised his reputation for Hanwoojin in his mind. It's not like you're a wild boar. His composure will be comparable to himself.

Lewis's flurry of expressions and Hanwoojin's confrontation with no expressions were weird. But neither of them ever made their outward appearances.

Meanwhile, the referee's coin decided the after of the serve.

"Luis Horman to Serve! Player Ready! "

Lewis, who chose the back, took the serve. He was able to hold a ball, but Hanwoojin turned his back to his position without any reaction. It is provocative, ridiculed, and has no meaning unless the opponent responds. Lewis also turned back on Mac's drowning response to his uninteresting reaction

It was.

As soon as the two competitors faced each other, the referee screamed and declared the start of the game.

"Game 1! Love All (0: 0), Play! "

The ball flew right away. It wasn't a bad opponent to stab in this way, but it wasn't a bad one. When it was eaten, it was a windfall, and if it wasn't eaten, there was nothing to lose.

Paaang!

Lewis was not very strong. On the contrary, if he had strong muscles like Hanwoojin or Radal, it would have been difficult to become a drop shot master. This is because it is a technique that requires the acquisition of the force of decay. Because of that his serve

It was correct, but it was never cheap.

And the agility value of 67, and the Stet, which is on par with Max Muller, had met.

Papa!

The kicking of the coat pushes the body through the air trapped between the sole of the shoe and the ground. Han Woo-jin took just two steps and pushed the racket into the service court behind the baseline. That's as fast as lightning.

Paaang!

There was no time to think about what happened and the bang came back. Before Lewis took a step, Hanwoojin's return shot struck the sideline.

"Love Fifteen (0: 15)!"

Finally, laughter disappeared from Lewis's face. It's faster than I thought and is cheap. It was as if I had returned to the counter straight after 탐색 sent in the sense of search.

Only when the cheers echoed from the stands squeezed his shoulders, Lewis realized. On this coat is quite a few places. The opponent is not a lesser junior, but an enemy who is sloppy.

* * *

To be honest, Han Woo-jin's external evaluation was not that high. The 54th place in the world was the best in Korea, but it wasn't enough to represent the home country at some competition. Until he was mentioned by some top-rankers, including Roger and Radal,

It was hard to find.

Even those who have been selling tennis in the country in depth can't nod their heads if Hanwoojin asks if he can beat the world's rankers. The walls of the world were so thick, the strongest were numerous.

And although the ratings have been quite high as he beats Djokovic, no one thinks he is stronger than Djokovic.

He also had no choice but to play the game between Zoković and Hanwoojin all the time. Zokovych aims for a break while perfectly defending the sub game. Han Woo-jin, who is in a hurry to defend it and relies on the serve. At first glance, the superiority between the two players was clear.

The only person who knew Hanwoojin's abnormal firepower was Zokovic who received it by himself, and in the eyes of others, he could not be seen as lucky to win by accidental injury.

So everyone was mistaken.

What is the level of talent of Han Woo-jin?

Paaang!

A heavy green bullet, like a cannonball, leaves marks on a blue coat. How strong it was, as soon as it hit the court, the ball flew off the line and flew near the stands.

"Game Ujin Han! 1-5! "

The referee who confirmed the impact of the ball declared the point of Hanwoojin. Five games have already fallen to his hands. After handing over his first sub-game, Han Woo-jin won without missing a single game. If you look at the scores alone, which one is better?

There will be no need.

Although he was hoping for propaganda, the overwhelming cheers of commentators who had never thought of showing such an overwhelming game were too late. It's been a long time since the calmness of their voices is no more than a strand of eyebrows.

-Overwhelming, Hanwoojin! It's not enough to break Lewis's sub game, so he defended his sub game with a service ace!

Who would have anticipated this development? Didn't anyone? Even Kim explained that the odds were high, he didn't say it would be easy!

-I'm so happy. Perhaps as soon as you retire, your feelings may have fallen off. Han Woo-jin, who clearly shows that the last win is not a coincidence, if you keep this pace now, you win!

The game was flowing with Hanwoojin's dominance. It was as expected as Joko Beach, who left Korea yesterday. Lewis had no choice but to concentrate on his defensive skills without using his specialty drop shots. The game is just as easy as

It might end.

He took a brief breath using the one-minute breaks between games. Despite his commitment to defense, he was less powerful than Hanwoojin. There was also a difference in youth, but because it was already pressed from the momentum.

'I'm done now. Do you not know this guy? It was like a blindfolded eyes! '

The first game he barely won was his only comfort. Nevertheless, Han Woo-jin, who was returning with a creepy power back, began to push Lewis in a consistently long stroke from the second game. The redemption averaged over 190 km, and was constantly driven despite barely a few reps.

There was no way to resist.

Only then did Lewis realize his misjudgment. I thought it was just strong and deeper than I expected.

This is a male monster.

"Game 7! Luis Horman to Serve! "

The cold sweat flowed down my wet hair. Lewis had nowhere to retreat. Score 5 to 1. Your opponent takes 1 set if you win another game, but you must win 6 games in a row. Realistic difficulties, the atmosphere of the gut, and Han Woo-jin's face still expressionless

Uh crushed his whole body.

still,

Paaang!

Hit the serve. Most of them were received by two hands, but the fingers began to jump, and they swung even after coming, which I thought was forgotten. Louis Homan's serve crossed the net at a faster rate than that of the first game.

However, such an outbreak is not a good match. Han Woo-jin immediately ran forward to catch the ball. It was clearly showing that it was a powerfully stroked stroke with a taut swollen forearm.

Paaang! Paang! Paaang!

Rally begins again. Han Woo-jin struck like a shower with one-handed and two-handed, while Lewis swept the racket with his hands and swung back and forth. Unilateral attack and defense exchange. Every time I take it, Lewis's fingers squeaky

'If you go like this, you will lose. I have to win here! '

There is a flow to the game and there is momentum. The player who had been robbed of it had to be dragged to his opponent throughout the game. It was no exaggeration to say that Lewis's biggest mistake was to misrepresent Hanwoojin's capabilities and thereby hand over the flow.

Han Woo-jin's play was extremely simple.

Just be strong, don't stop until the game is decided.

Psychological warfare was to put aside and hit the ball in the best track. And Lewis was mocked by such a simple play. The next pitch could be read, but the choices outside of defense were castrated. So there's no room for hands or feet

Pushed out.

But for veterans who have lived on the court for more than a decade, intuition develops in their own way. Lewis's intuition screamed that this was the last game. It's over when you're pushed away, there's no way to win. I need to get back the flow.

"Hap!"

Paang!

I managed to take it. Even if it collapsed right away, somehow, I kept my balance. Hanwoojin shoots the best fastballs over and over again. It was hard for him to endure Lewis, which began to decline several years ago. But to change the flow of the game,

I was forced to wait for the opportunity with all my strength.

How long have you been? By the time the sense of the left hand began to noticeably dull, it came.

'This is!'

Drive fired near baseline. Redemption was still fast but inferior to what had been received. Such a ball that can barely catch range.

Lewis's full-bodied hair was brimming. How many times have you been concentrating on your life? Prejudice and wounded pride combined to push the limits. Even difficult stunts that could not be attempted at all times were now possible.

-barrel.

success. Absorbed all the terrible forces in the ball, and bounced gently. The ball bounced close to the net and was the best shot he had ever used before in his heyday. Drop Volley in eclectic difficulty.

'Good!'

Perfect hand taste. Lewis smiled as he watched the ball bounce off the net as he intended. Even Hanwoojin could not cover the net near the baseline. Regained confidence, he lifted his head.

And faced nightmares.

"Huh?"

His expressionless face and coldly frozen eyes penetrated Lewis's eyes. Apparently Hanwoojin, who was behind the baseline, stood tall in front of the net and looked at him.

No, he is not A pair of black pupils stared at the lime green ball, which was floating in the air. Then he raised his racket to the guillotine drop volley, like a guillotine blade.

'No!'

Lewis screamed without my knowledge. The sound that was swallowed in my mouth resonated in my heart. It was the last hope. It could not be left in such a vanity.

But there is nothing left for him to do anymore,

Paa Aang!

Soon after, the reddish blade fell off.