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Chapter 184: Chapter 105.1 - Shoot at the Emperor # 1

"Wow… . "

At the moment when he passed through the doorway and appeared on the court, Hanwoojin felt like the world was endlessly widening. The sound of leaking through the lip was not heard in my voice.

It was incredible that I was on the court yesterday and played. The audience seats surrounding the front, rear, left and right were as if they had receded to the horizon, and the sound of the referee, who was usually sick of hearing, tickled the eardrum with an ambiguous sound.

'I was nervous enough.'

A smile of bitterness came to mind on Hanwoojin's face. It wasn't something I've never experienced before, but this intense tense of sensation is unprecedented even if I follow my memory 10 years ago. The more important the game, the more concentrated his character, such a case would be special.

Moderate tension helps play, but if the senses are twisted, the story is different. The finals of the Wimbledon Championships, which also deal with Roger Pedro, made Hanwoojin forget about the reality.

"Houwoo… . "

He looked at Pedro as he pulled his racket from a nearby bench, trimming his rough breath into a bird he did not know.

It was to regain reality by looking at the enemy's status window in front of him. Soon as Hanwoojin's grab grabbed the racquet grip, the combination of numbers and letters came to mind as usual.

Roger Pedro

Strength 65 / Stamina 71 / Agility 72

HP 2310/2840 SP 840/1240

Forehand: 18/20

Backhand: 19/20

Serve: 17/20

Volley: 18/20

Smash: 17/20

Dropshot: 18/20

Lob: 17/20

Special Skills: ???. ??? ???

'It's more powerful than it was in the Tokyo Open. Is it still too far to pass the heyday? '

Hanwoojin's eyes narrowed as she looked closely at the status window. He remembers that Roger Pedro's capacity began to decline in 2010.

In 2008, he suffered from a rare disease and dulled his skills at the Australian Open, Wimbledon Championships. I still wanted to recover in 2009, but in 2010, Wimbledon and the US Open missed third place in the world rankings.

But in 2007, Emperor Roger Pedro's heyday was ripe. If you are physical, you are good at physical technique. It's no wonder that it's stronger than the Tokyo Open.

"The interval seems to have decreased a lot."

However, Han Woo-jin is not that time either. It was no exaggeration to say that the difference between the two was significantly reduced compared to the Tokyo Open. Compared to ten times when we had no chance to win. The current thirteenth year was nothing more than a testament to Hanwoojin's extraordinary growth.

"Roger Fedro on my right! Ujin Han on my left! Player Ready! "

Finally, two players led by the referee's call got on the court. The two eyes crossed in the shout of grass.

The difference in height near 10 cm produced a steep slope, but Hanwoojin's eyes had no sign of looking up. The attitude toward the game was different from that of the Tokyo Open, which fought with the thought of feeding one.

At that moment, there was a reminder before Hanwoojin's eyes.

[All final achievements have been met. (3/3)]

[Check the eligibility of the final achievement.]

1. A tournament of over ATP250. Win all kinds of courts.

2. Win the Grand Slam finals. (ON)

3. Matches will take place against the current world rankings.

[You can challenge the final achievement. If you don't, you will permanently lose your qualification for the final achievement.]

[Do you want to challenge? Y / N]

Hanwoojin's eyes trembled unknowingly. I was expecting this. The final of the grand slam, plus his opponent Roger Pedro is the best in the world. Where is the harder trial than this? Even the final achievement modifier was not lacking.

But Hanwoojin did not hesitate.

'I will challenge.'

[Challenge for the final achievement.]

[Accomplishment: Victory.

Failure Condition: Defeat.

Achievement Reward: Level 1 of all skills

If failed: all rewards from Wimbledon will disappear.]

[I wish you the best of USER '한우진']

This time his face was amazed. It was not just because of the reward or penalty of the final achievement. Obviously great, but with the grand formula of final achievements, this price was in the expected category. Han Woo-jin was surprised because the system first spoke private words with his name.

"… ey. Hey! Mr. Han! "

"Ah."

Hanwoojin did not hesitate until the referee who finished Cointo called him.

Choosing the front and back too late, he decided to concentrate on the game first, and then dismissed his thoughts. What do you mean the system doesn't sound like that? If there were no direct effects on the game, there was no reason to care.

'It's not too late to think after it's over. Now is the time to focus on the finals. '

Is that sincere commitment rewarded? Cointos' results in the palm of the referee raised Hanwoojin's hand.

"Love All (0: 0). Ujin Han to Serve! "

Lawn court where the preemption of sub-volume guarantees a considerable advantage. It was also the best development for Hanwoo Jin, the highest level server. At the time of the Tokyo Open, where he was much less skilled than he was, he had a sub-back on the back and led one set first.

-Front, front! Han Woo-jin takes the serve first and the two players make the distance. No matter how your opponent is Roger Pedro, you can't wait for Han Woo-jin's sub-games.

-It's hard to guarantee, but it's much better than giving a sub ticket. In the early days when the body is not loose, there is no choice but to have a server that can control the movement of the ball.

-Don't worry too much about it. If your opponents aren't as good as your opponents, you can face a headwind in this situation. I hope you will do well.

Whether or not the commentators know the Walla Walls, Han Woo-jin's steps reached the baseline. The situation before game start. The two players, who reached the end of the court, turned to stare at each other standing over the net.

And with him the judge exalted. It was the opening voice of the Wimbledon Championships.

"Play!"

At the start of the match, the sound disappeared at the wide Wimbledon Stadium. The audience was in a hurry to wear, so as not to interfere with the finals of the two players. On the court where the roar of the spectators disappeared, it was caught in a strange silence as if entering the stellar world. Only two men had the right to move in them.

Han Woo-jin, the server in charge of starting the game, was rolling his head without a break while holding the ball.

'How should I put a sub?'

If it wasn't for Pedro, he didn't have to come out. Even if Djokovic, or Radal, would have been the same. Han Woo-jin, who did his best, could hardly get it even if he predicted the trajectory. If you use the grass court's unique bounds as an ally, its power will be hard to measure.

Roger Pedro, however, is not one of common sense. Agile stats of a whopping 72, the monster with the world's best reflexes is standing in front of your eyes. If you put it flat and hit the counter, the merit of preserving the sub ticket will be reversed.

"Hou, hoo… . "

The intensely beating heart roughened Hanwoojin's breathing. Normally, my head was still silent, but I was cluttered with various thoughts.

The excitement of finally putting the emperor in front, the pressure that the first serve should not fail, the longing for the Wimbledon championship trophy. Only a few seconds of hesitation has long stretched the timebase of Hanwoojin.

'Would you like a slugger? Or a stinger? Would it be better to just hide your hand and go to the rally to see the game? '

Like the words, Doubt Doubt, the suspicion, once shook his head, grabbed his wrist heavily. No matter what you think, you can't expect any negative consequences. If he loses his health, he can change the direction of his tactics, but the player whose mentality starts to shake is shaken out of control.

Han Woo-jin, who couldn't make a decision, retipped where Pedro stood. Perhaps he wanted to show the gap that he was aiming at.

But in a weakly looking direction, could he unintentionally capture someone's face?

Sunglasses which do not go well with sun cap which we pressed completely. Disguised and distressed Cody caused Hanwoojin's laughter?

'what?'

Immediately after the lightly twisted mouth returned to its original state, Hanwoojin knew that his breath had returned to normal. The dizzy hair also became refreshing. It seemed as though all the agony he had had escaped at once with that grin.

"I'm holding a special class."

This is why I can't show you how bad you are. A friend's gaze flowing over Pedro's shoulders rather calmed him. Would you use it to show this clutter in front of Radal, who would have changed his teeth because he couldn't keep his promise? If you don't act out, you won't be able to face those who have gone down the stage.

Start, as usual.

The ball flew from the fingertips of Han Woo-jin, who completely disappeared. When the flying ball began to fall silently, the racquet flew behind and threw the air.

Paa Aang!

As always, the flat serve, with all its upper and lower bodies, quickly jumps over 240 kilometers per hour. The crowd's eyes are Ullon. The overwhelming speed of athletes sitting around the stadium is devastating even the visual acuity. The speed with which afterimages can't be dragged is the strongest weapon of the flat serve.

But the emperor's name surpassed even the world's fastest sub. Pedro's forefoot, almost two steps ahead, was inside the service line. With the forefoot as the shaft, the upper body is twisted to the left, and the spring is twisted to its elasticity.

It is the one hand bag of the emperor who is said to be a legend after 10 years only when the series of movements flow like water!

Paa Aang!

A mature counter almost completely uses the opponent's power. And the world's strongest, Roger Pedro's backhand counter, was able to return 240 km / h to all stations. In a moment, the ball deviated from the edge of sight and pierced the head of the net.

Attack and counterattack also out of common sense. Less than two seconds have elapsed before the serve is shot and Pedro takes over.

The ball came and went faster than the speed of the eyeball spinning.

What, then, did someone jump out of the net faster than that?

"Suck!"

Hanwoojin's arm twisted the racket's grip when he reached the point where the ball was shot. I predicted exactly where the return would come from, but I couldn't afford to finish my weight shift. I just do my best to reach out.

Maybe it didn't reach.

If the reaction was a little late, even in commas, if I had to grip the grip down a bit, if Pedro tilted the racket slightly.

Even the slightest twist could have caused Hanwoojin's Bali to end in a reckless attempt.

Still, it arrived.

Paa Aang!

Han Woo-jin's wrist shakes the ball forward with heavy weight. The price he received back to his strength was quite heavy, but his strength was not unacceptable.

Eventually, the ball was struck by Bali, sharply cutting the corner of the baseline before Pedro even reacted.

"… Fifteen Love! (15: 0)! "

One minute later, the resounding judgment pronounced the silence. The high-speed battle that took place from the beginning has taken the audience's soul away.

Gangsub surpasses 240 hours per hour, counter backhands that take it with rising, and superplay that beats a volley shot after predicting it one step ahead. There was no element that did not attract the attention of the audience.

-Fantastic play came out, Hanwoojin player! When Pedro got it, it was cool. Don't you hit that return that way!

Both of them don't look like people! Fight back a serve of 240km per hour and how to counter it again!

Hanwoojin raised his body inside the CRT with the voice of the narrators who shook their heads. His eyes with a racket at an angle watched Pedro's feet kick his tongue over the net.

'… Are you half a beat ahead? The response is terribly fast. '

Perhaps only 0.5 seconds afforded it. The score was due to Hanwoojin's predictions more than Pedro's response. If he didn't boldly move forward, he would have taken the lead by taking a rally rather than scoring.

But Han Woo-jin succeeded in breathtaking gambling.

'But still, it's different then.'

Even though I did my best, it was a long distance from the distance I felt. Instead of feeling like anything could happen, I felt something rubbing on my fingertips.

"I can catch you."

The emperor on the cloud is now within range.


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