Chapter 36.2 - Continental weather # 2
Han Woo-jin was surprised by an unexpected encounter. The sound came over my throat without me knowing.
"Ryosuke Okuda?"
"Well?"
No matter how noisy the surroundings are, a person's nerves are directed to him when he hears his name. It was a natural phenomenon with nothing unusual. Okuda shook his head in amazement at his name coming from abroad.
He met with Hanwoojin who was looking at him.
""… Hanwoojin player? "
They shut up with a sloppy face. I didn't know what to say when I saw my face. Besides, it doesn't speak any language. Even if there was something to say, it was almost never delivered.
Luckily, however, there was one who could break the wall between the two. Shin Se-yeon broke into awkward words between the two.
"It's been a long time, Okuda."
"'Seyeon… . ""
Okuda immediately blew up her face. I don't know why, but it was annoying sight. Han Woo-jin was embarrassed by the unpleasant unpleasantness that I did not know, but I decided to watch the conversation.
"Do you have an Okuda? I don't think I saw it on the list. "
"Oh, maybe. It came out as a hit. "
"A big hit?"
Shin Se-yeon opened her eyes round. It wasn't the case, but it was pretty rare. It was only yesterday that she had a list of participants with seed rights. By the way, who wasn't until yesterday replaces the existing player and comes in? Exceptional at the Association
Would have given permission.
But Okuda wrote in detail what he didn't ask whether he thought it was a question. Ryosuke Okuda was still at the age of rising to the top of the crown because he was still very active.
"There was a senior player named Sasaki who suddenly became sick with the flu. I suddenly got in touch yesterday and flew straight. "
Originally, I wasn't able to participate, but Okuda smiled brightly. It was natural for the pros to play in a distant place with no acquaintance, but for a rookie, the environment was a mental burden. Though
Even though he was an enemy to meet at the meeting, even Hanwoojin was happy.
Whether he knew his feelings as a child or not, Hanwoojin put his hand in the sports bag he had just carried on his shoulder with a sloppy face. Something solid has been conveyed between the old sportswear.
The racket is a familiar texture that can be seen without looking at it.
[Ryosuke Okuda]
Strength 51 / Stamina 59 / Agility 57
HP 2230/2360 SP 630/630
Forehand: 14/20
Backhand: 5/20
Serve: 10/20
Volley: 10/20
Smash: 7/20
Dropshot: 8/20
Lob: 9/20
Special Skills: Forehand Double (Style)
'… It's increased a lot. '
Han Woo-jin was slightly impressed. As if to prove that it is still growing, the figures were soaring. Compared to the Hanwoojin who has system skills, it was a little struck, but it was ridiculous that it ended a little. If he is Okuda
If you did not know about steroids would have been right.
There was still a weak point in the strength sector, but both the lack of strength and agility increased significantly. If the upward trend continues, it would not be difficult to exceed 60, which is a wall of talent.
Besides, there was another thing that caught his eye. Except forehand and volley, the skill level that did not increase greatly, but the special technology items underneath attracted the attention of Hanwoojin.
Forehand Double.
Along with the future top-ranked Nishimori Kei, Okuda Ryosuke will be the Japanese tennis star. There was an ultimate switch heater that could fly two-handed shots freely depending on the direction of the ball coming from the grip of the racket with both hands.
If the name of the skill clearly appeared in the status window, it means that the technology has already been completed, or reached the completion stage and can be used. Perhaps Okuda has been honing his forehand double since Andong Futures.
'… If this is also a variable, is it a variable? I hope you don't meet if you can. '
It wasn't just a story of no chance. Even so, it wasn't Hanwoo-jin who would give me a tail. The reason he was unwilling to confront was simple. This is because it is difficult to upgrade the skills in progress.
The forehand double was a thoroughly specialized style.
Except for the lobs that fall above the head, all the balls are left to hit the court and bounce. And the batter flies mostly to the left or right, the side. Either way, stabbing is tennis's tactic and skill.
However, forehand doubles can receive as long as the player's reflexes follow the ball in either direction. It's also a two-handed blow.
No matter how freshly the sub served, he had to aim for only one side of the narrow service coat. Even with complete control of the point of impact, it is impossible to craft an unacceptable serve. If you're dealing with an Okuda level switch heater,
Uk.
'Besides, I have experience with my serve. I improved my skills more then, but it's a big problem without experience. '
In fact, that was not the case. The first to defeat the opponent who defeated the first or the next game to win. If you know your opponent's style through experience and learning, it's completely different from the first game.
Hanwoojin was also concerned about it.
Two people talking for a while suddenly turned to Hanwoojin. Okuda seemed to have something to say to him.
"Ujin, there's something Okuda wants to say."
"… Please translate. "
What are you talking about? Hanwoojin threw attention with the meaning. The nuances of nuance that I felt earlier have been mixed, and I have become a pretty eye. Okuda said with a slightly awkward look, not sure why he looked at them.
"I was really grateful for the last competition. I learned a lot thanks to Hanwoojin. "
After hearing Shin Se-yeon's interpretation, Han Woo-jin's face changed tremendously. He had never intended it, and he was sorry to be politely thanked for taking out something that was almost forgotten. He grabbed Okuda's hand and shook it awkwardly. What do you say?
I didn't think of a line.
Fortunately for Hanwoojin, Okuda continued.
"But I was split too. Even though they were different ages, they were the same rookie.
There was a little misunderstanding. At the time of Andong Futures, the difference between Hanwoojin and Okuda was not big. It was just a dangerous balance that could be reversed with a mistake or two. However, Han Woo-jin did not miss the superiority he had once caught, and prevailed until the end.
I just kept.
But he wasn't kind enough to point out that. As Han Woo-jin quietly listened and listened, the story reached a new end.
"I want to compete again in this competition. It will be very different from the last time. "
Confidence, coming as a man, shame from last defeat. It was a mixed gaze of emotions. Han Woo-jin accepted it with a bleak face. He became more blunt than usual and answered the challenge.
"It won't be different from last time."
The winner must be arrogant.
* * *
"Did you not overdo it?"
Shin Se-yeon whispered as he listened to Han Woo-jin and watched Okuda as he walked away. For her, it was as if the words they exchanged were fighting. It was amazing how Okuda didn't blush at the end.
"No, this is just fine. It can be heated moderately, and… "
It's true.
But he did not follow his words. The words I spoke to Okuda earlier were true. Once again, even if a little annoying, I was confident enough to win. Hanwoojin was really worried about the other person.
Han Woo-jin paid attention to the face of an athlete sitting on a couch near the reception desk. Yesterday, I saw the profile file that Shin Se-yeon handed in, so I could recognize it quickly. A German with brown hair with a heavy build and dark eyebrows.
[Max Muller]
Strength 57 / Stamina 57 / Agility 67
HP 2160/2280 SP 720/720
Forehand: 13/20
Backhand: 12/20
Serve: 9/20
Volley: 12/20
Smash: 11/20
Dropshot: 7/20
Lob: 8/20
Special Skills: None
62nd place in the men's singles category.
He was the top player among the rankers who participated in the open. Han Woo-jin analyzed his name, stats, and skill levels to see Max Muller.
What really stood out was the high level of agility that suited the adjectives of bizarre. Han Woo-jin saw the player who is over 65 for the first time. If 60 is a wall of talent, then 67 is a monster beyond a wall? Max Müller's reflexes
Would have deviated from that of a professional player.
'It's strong.'
Compared to Leonard Sweet, it was not enough. The gigantic kidneys, ridiculous powers, and the unique dynamic rhythmic sense of blacks seemed to list the scariest things. But they were not something to disparage Max Muller.
He was clearly a top player in the world rankings and had an overwhelming weapon compared to Hanwoojin. The reason to be alert alone was full of cold.
"Oh, I think there's a draw."
There is little reason why the players are looking for a reception. I want to see the faces of the players I know and see if I can be a humble duet. In some cases, only the fly was announced at the reception desk, as some votes were announced in advance.
Approximately ten people flocked to see the huge poster behind the reception counter. Han Woo-jin and Shin Se-yeon also stood in front of the big table between them. Tangled lines and English spells were discussing the details of the propaganda opening.
The two first looked at the names of Max Muller and Han Woo-jin and moved their eyes around.
"Ah… "
"That's fortunate."
The two names were far apart. Unless I climbed to the finals, it was a point where I couldn't stick. There is no risk of falling out early or spending too much energy. The next thing Hanwoojin looked for was the Japanese,
It was the name of Ryokusuke Okuda.
Soon afterwards, they found a spot where Okuda's name was located at about the same time. I sighed at the same timing as if I had done it beforehand.
"this… . "
Okuda's name, located at the edge of Max Muller, was glistening with a sad light. If you win and climb up to the max position was to clash with Max. Shin Se-yeon looked at Hanwoojin with his eyes as if he was alive.
There was no need to worry. He offered cool realistic observations.
"I won't have to face Okuda at this tournament."
Shin Se-yeon nodded lightly as he looked at the passage where Okuda disappeared.