God of Tennis - Chapter 102.3

Hanwoo Jin’s style was extremely simple. Just hitting the ball in the range as hard as possible, hitting the point that the opponent is hard to catch. Rather than focusing on flimsy fakes or changes, they were more likely to hit the power pitch. It was also evidence that he is confident in his own strength.

Paa Aang!

If there is room in the ball’s bounds for a little while, it will shoot a bang using the whole body. The stroke comparable to Okuda Ryosuke’s two-handed four in the second round came from a single-handed blow. On the receiving side, there is no clunky level of power.

How many times did you barely get it? Soon after, a hole was drilled over Dominic’s coat. Hanwoojin’s play, which maintains a consistent slugging line, was hard to pick up from the front. For the power heater, playing on the grass court, which is similar to the home ground, also played a role in the current situation.

“Forty Love (40: 0)!”

Dominic’s face, which had run out of breath in return for his crazy run, turned pale like marble. For him in his mid-60s, it was undeniable to defend Hanwoojin’s smash. The immature experience of never having to lose blood to dry in this way was also a problem.

‘Fuck, I have to get out of this situation somehow. ! ‘

Each time the score was tilted by one, there was a difference in temperature between the faces of the two players. Whoever saw it, the superiority of the game was clear. Han Woo-jin overwhelmed the game with a stroke of nothing special, and Dominic was pushed to the edge of the cliff, making it difficult to defend his subgame.

The first set Han Woo-jin quickly picked up was just before, and the scoreboard’s two-set score was pointing to a Sanga 4-1. Of course, Hanwoojin was 4 and Dominic was 1. Dominic, who had never been so thoroughly experienced, had no choice but to grumble.

However,

Paa Aang!

“Game Ujin Han!”

If the game is overturned, the rat will be able to kill the cat. However, Han Woo-jin’s superiority was obvious, and Dominic had no means of breaking down the adverse situation. The scale named Score again leaned toward Hanwoojin.

This was the strength of Hanwoojin’s style. Standard powered heaters boast nothing more than a rally. I don’t know if there’s any other court that can afford to stab or receive, especially in Wimbledon, which is based on grass courts. Of course, if you are fluent in Bali, including stomping, you can’t say anything.

Threatening for the strong, overwhelming for the weak.

To win against Hanwoojin in the turf court requires a technique that can flaw the world’s highest level of force, or physically capable of receiving the power of Hanwoojin from the front.

Either way, Dominic had no equivalent.

Soon after, a couple of sets of yellow-green flashes were stolen, and Han Woo-jin stole a few drops of sweat on his forehead and squeezed his hand holding the racket at an angle.

The score is 6-1 to 2 sets, Han Woo-jin! Isn’t this overwhelming? Dominic has never been so far! But I couldn’t use my hand once

In addition, Dominic is a rookie who is currently in five fingers in Europe. The difference in hanking wasn’t that big, but the difference is really overwhelming!

The two commentators were busy making fun of Han Woo-jin’s overwhelming dominance, along with a brief tribute to Dominic. On the contrary, he added a commentary that lacked an award ceremony to identify the cause of the relationship. Even two commentators with thick bones on the air could not be compared to the former director’s eye who devoted himself to tennis for the rest of his life.

-Dominic is now tied to his hands and feet. Of course, Bali is a specialty, and no matter what pitch you try, Ujin could not penetrate the defense. It’s just helpless.

It was a simple but accurate analysis. Play on a turf court will maximize your attack power. Bounds are low and fast, so it is hard to defend, and it is easy to win or lose depending on who breaks the opponent’s sub-game first.

And in that sense, Hanwoojin was no exaggeration to say that anyone was the worst opponent.

-It’s hard to break because the sub game is strong. But it’s not necessarily defensive. On the contrary, I cover my entire coat because of my ridiculous legs. There is no way for a dominant Dominic player to have a little less damage.

Hanwoojin hits the ball before it catches up, or breaks it into a trick that’s exceeding expectations. Both methods were hard to do with Dominic’s capabilities. In the eyes of the former manager who looked up to that point, the game had already been won or lost.

‘It’ll be over soon.’

It’s cruel to Dominic, but it’s too obvious. In the next hour will be enough to win.

In fact it did so.

***

Paa Aang!

The fastball that decorates the matchpoint cuts through Wimbledon’s air. Even after reaching the third set, Hanwoojin’s strength was still solid. On the contrary, it was a speed that even Dominic couldn’t pick up.

It was a service ace of Matchpoint, a gorgeous closing.

“Match won by Ujin Han! 6-2, 6-1, 6-1! ”

At the same time the referee declared Han Woo-jin’s victory, the MBS broadcast was incredible. It was because Kim’s new record exceeded the US Open 4th round. Wimbledon was the first Korean player to reach the quarterfinals in the Grand Slam.

-Hanwoojin finally did it! Beyond the US Open fourth round by Kim Hyung-soo, he set a record for the Wimbledon quarter-finals advance! I’m really proud of you, Hanwoojin!

-And you came up without handing over just one set? It’s not going to end here, Hanwoojin! My heart is pounding where I can go!

Even in the 32nd and 16th rounds, there was no realism in the words that Hanwoojin sang. It was also an achievement that was accomplished in Roland Garros, and there was a precedent of Kim Hyung-seon, which was due to the many views that it would be possible enough. There were literally very few people who truly believed Han Woo-jin’s victory.

But now the atmosphere was changing. As the quarter-finals came up, Hanwoojin’s skills were either proved or one thing.

Although there was no clash with the Top Rankers, it was never remarkable to finish four games in the Wimbledon finals with a 3-0 win. Do you really win? Expectations I wanted to bloom all the time.

Oh, I just got the news.

The commentators who talked about Hanwoojin’s advance to the quarterfinals changed their faces. This is because Choi Yeon-hyuk’s game, which started at the same time as Han Woo-jin, is still going on.

Soon after, the screen was changed on the court where Han Woo-jin’s game was finished. Choi Yeon-hyuk and Angie Roddick were playing the second court and the camera was shining on it.

At the moment, the two players were dizzying. Roddick, who boasts a strong stroke, and Choi Yeon-hyuk’s rally that catches up and returns it at a terrible speed, was different from Hanwoojin’s monotonous race. Perhaps it was a game worth more than Han Woo Jin, who won well.

But what do you do now, the dice had already been thrown long ago.

-Choi Yeon-hyuk’s activity is greater than I thought. Roddick’s ball wouldn’t be visible on the grass court, but you’re catching it all up?

-It’s not just catching up. The stroke it takes is pretty sharp. There’s a reason why Roddick hasn’t been attacking in a row.

The rally of the two was quite antagonistic. Choi Yeon-hyuk’s agility, which focuses on superior physicality and Bali, was one of the top rankers. If you have flimsyly diligent body composition would have come out unilaterally.

What’s your score doing? Could you look at the camera and the display board?

At the request of Yoon Ki-chan, the screen returned. When the camera’s lens hit the signboard in the corner of the court, three mouths were opened, including both commentators and former directors.

-uh?

There was no word that more fully represented their inner life.

After finishing his game, Han Woo-jin was returning to his lodgings without any inspiration. For reporters asking for an interview, I just responded with a few short comments, and now I’m used to getting out of the crowd for the next game.

He thought about the remaining three games as he walked down the streets of London, perhaps because of Wimbledon.

‘Now it’s a problem… . ‘

All the players who make it to the quarter-finals are not good enough to make a name in one era. It’s better to leave the optimistic observation that you can win while still remaining. We should not hesitate to use the special technology that we had controlled as much as possible.

It was then.

Rrrrr…

The phone cried loudly. Hanwoojin seemed to know the news to hear if somehow receive a mobile phone. Hesitated for a while and quickly pulled out his phone and pressed the call button. Shin Se-yeon’s voice flowed through the speaker.

[Woojin?]

“Yes, say it.”

[Just determined for the quarterfinals. I called because I think I want to know.]

She didn’t leave the horse. Hanwoojin’s eyes shuddered lightly at the name that came straight out.

But for only a moment, he was back with a calming face as always. Is it because you expected this development? The surprise was not as great as I thought.

I pushed my broken phone into my pocket. When the sky looked up, it was filled with gloomy gray, like a lie. He looked up at the sky and thought a few words.

“I thought you’d come up.”

It wasn’t just because he referenced the original history. He was strong. Even if it was ruined in a mess, it was possible that he could have been counterattacked by the fact that he had a situation in his hand.

Even now, after finishing second in Wimbledon, the memory of his rise as a prince in Korean tennis was clear.

“I don’t think I’m going to get out of it.”

If he loses, he may be runner-up to the finals as it was in history. In Wimbledon, one of Grand Slam’s most prestigious, two Koreans may be able to advance to the quarter-finals and reach second place.

So at best, I couldn’t give up victory.

“I think I can do better than you at that time. And… ”

I won’t finish with just a runner-up. Han Woo-jin’s regrets, which made time come back, weren’t enough to steal others’ output.

Wimbledon’s stadium stumbled beyond the sight of Han Woo-jin, who stopped talking and turned his head. Thinking of a friend’s face who is about to leave the stadium by now, he mumbled in a low voice.

“If you’re a king, a trophy is better than a tray.”