Chapter 13.2 - Practice with Safin

"You run?"

pop!!!!

Along with the surprise of Young-seok, a violent hitting sound hits the court, and the stroke is so strong that the ball looks distorted.

"saw? One more time. "

Safin was prepared again at the coach's order.

This time, I also focused on Yeong-seok.

Split, side step followed by a side step. Indeed, the basic movements continue, and this time I stepped on my right foot and floated in the air, stepping in the air like an airwalk, making a stance and swinging my racket.

pop!!

"Jack Knife."

Yeong-seok muttered.

Jackknife is a technique that was used by Yeong-seok before.

The reason is simple. If the backhand is an extension of the action of unwinding the 'kinked body', the forehand has a mechanism to apply rotation to the body. The forehand swung in the air was no match for drawing power from the ground. What's good about being able to have a high RBI?

"Do you not know why to do that?"

Young-seok nodded.

"Your lower body is so good. I've seen it for a while. The total amount of power required by the body draws a lot from the lower body. Then you can't improve because your upper body plays your part. The backhand is an exception. It's done with two hands, so your concentration is different and you've probably done well since you were young. To have a sense of pride. "

"······."

Yeong-seok didn't say anything and just stared blankly.

'That's the same.

"Bali borrowed the power of others, so I wouldn't have felt that it was a problem. Well, serve is a problem. First of all, I advise you to try this forehand because you need to minimize your lower body strength and use your upper body's sense of balance and strength. Don't you think you'll jump all the forehand strokes? "

There were no wrong corners of the old man who came in with a light joke.

According to this point, all the troubles of Yeong-seok always fit.

So far, you've only met opponents who can beat all the downsides with your strengths, but you can't. Therefore, advice such as danbi during drought was very helpful to Young-suk.

"Oh, great. Inspiration! Stop teaching. Are you not going to practice ???

When Safin was mined, Yeong-seok woke up.

'Yes, the most important thing is a game.'

Yeong-seok nodded, threw off the jacket and shouted enthusiastically.

"I'm fine now."

Compared to Sapin, it is a child's body, but the elastic rubber-like muscles that stretched over the body of Yeong-seok. Sapin replied, giving her eyes.

"Hooh, are you? Take this off? I also······."

Sapin tries to take his pants off. The coach, called the Inspirational Tank, fed honey chestnut to Safin's head.

"When do you want to go?"

Everyone laughed at it.

***

phut! phut!

pop!

The red curtain fell on the court.

Young-seok's coaches and Jin-hee both watched the rally, forgetting to sit in the front row of the stands and swallowing saliva. Sapin's coach was in the referee's seat.

'What is this human being? ·····.'

Yeong-suk was astonished at the whisper of Sapin's ball.

Naturally disliked all acts with 'practice', Sapin 1 set took a surprise to everyone.

"쳇."

Of course, Yeong-suk kicked his tongue short and showed no joy.

Safin doesn't play without care. It was a sense of tension, but because of the lack of consciousness and motivation, the RBI was subtly displaced. Sam thoroughly gave a set for his own mistakes.

'I got it no matter how much I attacked.'

As long as the attacking tennis player insists on sapin-like instincts, he doesn't eat seeds from other top-rankers. That is the current position of Young-seok.

pop!!

"······ !!!"

Sapin's Sub Ace exploded again.

Intuitively, Young Suk found that this serve was ridiculously over 200 kilometers per hour.

pop!!

phut!!

Young-seok, who barely received the serve at the adcourt, attempted to make the rally as long as possible. As he showed in his fight against Roddick when he was young, no matter how great the rally, the longer the rally, the more tired the player will be.

pop! pop!!

Rally six times, and extremely concentrated, Young-seok showed a bizarre stroke that puts most of the ball into the baseline pinpoint.

However,

"Earthscha !!"

Safin handled Young-Suk's sharp backhand close to 2 meters at an incredible speed.

pop!

Yeong-seok bites his teeth after seeing the net go through the net at a terrible speed, even though he is kicking his wrist in a perfectly collapsed position.

'What is this fraudulent body?'

Young-seok is also a pro player, and he has the ability to handle such a ball.

Tung.

He jumped in front of the net and stabbed Bali in open space.

But Safin, as he had expected, rushed like a lion and hit the ball with a running forehand.

bang!!

The ball passed through the side of the net, not on top of it, and landed diagonally on Young's court.

"Come on!!!!!!"

Safin roared to Yeong-seok, who was standing with no help.

Yeong-seok was dismayed by the sapphires of Sapin, who lived with his whole body heated up and shed his will like a beast.

'This is the top level. I'm sure I'll be back professional.

Yeong-seok was also a strong man who occupied the world top for eight years and completely dominated one world.

The desire and desire for the best place is higher than anyone else in the world.

Gradually.

The blood was clumped up, and red blood sizzled on the lips of Yeong-seok chewed together.

'If my current capabilities don't work, I will mobilize my future capabilities!'

***

1 set 6: 4 wins by Lee Young Suk.

2 sets 2: 6 sapiens wins.

3 sets 5: 5 tiebreaks in progress.

Jin-hee, who is recording the entire process of the game in a notebook with her fans, stared at the water. A profound look and an ice-covered look that had never been shown to anybody looked as if the body of Yeong-seok was broken down.

"I've developed ... how long will it take to catch up."

Jinhee's body trembled finely.

"I love you, but I'm jealous ..."

Literally, Jin-seok is everything to the world.

Sam is the most beloved and most wanted to win. Body Differences Between Men And Women? That felt like a cowardly rationalization to Jinhee. Jinhee's gaze, mixed with endless affection and burning will, stayed with Young Suk.

Tung, Tung.

Young-seok, who bounced the ball to the court in preparation for the serve, was not insane now.

Legs, arms, and eyes were all trembling with large amplitudes. It's only three sets of matches, but his strength has been exhausted.

'Too poured out? ·····.'

Feeling like 10 seconds passed, Yeong-seok floated the ball in the sky. As the practice so far shone, the highly tossed ball stayed in a position of just one millisecond in the desired place throughout the game.

"Stown!"

Breathing spirits attracted the power of the hind legs. The force of the earth felt through the soles of the feet. The force came up on the ground with a long cord, riding like a snake on a calf of spirit stone. When the tossed ball stopped at the highest position for a while, Young-suk's eyes flashed and the sub's movement developed rapidly.

The racket stayed behind his head and moved toward the ball with a beautiful trail. At the same time, the feet tied to the ground came to mind. I jumped.

"Hou! .. Evil !!"

pop!!!

Beyond simple breathing, a scream like a scream jumped out of the mouth regardless of Young-Suk's will, and the ball, which had reached a very high RBI during the jump, distorted bizarrely and stretched out in the blink of an eye towards Sapin. Safin waited for the ball to reach wide and teased his legs as he came to the center, but the ball, which had not touched the racket for every single hair, was violently stuck in the back wall of Safin, even though it was once bound.

'Well, that guy is ······'

Sapin admired her.

When discussing tennis players, the difference between the top 10 players and the top 100 players is a piece of paper. That was right and wrong at the same time. It looks as small as a piece of paper, but it's a talent, not a piece of paper. It is far from overcoming it.

'That guy started after three sets of guys changed.'

Beginning, Yeong-suk opened the door with the advice of a coach, whom Safin himself called an inspiration. It was funny to look at the leap and jump, so I rolled over the coat laughing loudly during the match. But it only went through three trials and errors. How the body looks like, I got used to it in a moment, so I handled it freely, and the backhand got better. Sapin has lost quite a few points following a ball hitting Jackknife. This strange pace climbed even further as Young-suk jumped to serve. Eventually, the situation was driven to 5: 5 deuce.

"Yeah, one prospect flashed like a comet. Okay, so you're Federer from now on. No, Sampras. "

The expression disappeared from the murmuring Sapin's face and his eyes calmed down.

It is raising the concentration. I could feel how great the atmosphere was, and Yeong-seok on the other side of the court. It seems as if the cloudy aura is spreading like fog on Safin's body.

'Is it now in game mode? I'm putting all my energy into it.

Yeong-seok kicked my heart.

No matter how badly he knew, he couldn't win now, but he did his best, but at the end of the game, he saw the sapphire, which attracted more concentration. However, his legs and arms, all glanced, shrugged off the swollen muscles as if they were already at their limit. And odors that stab your nose.

'True fluid comes out of the body.

Young-seok is a true fact of defeat, but his mouth was full of struggle smiles.

***

"Game Three."

Sapin's coach very briefly announced that the game was over.

"You worked hard. I'm pushing that shit so much ... The prospect is bright.

Approaching, Safin came over to the coach and hugged Youngseok.

"Very nice. I'm going to win this time anyway, and you'll be the rookie who has bothered me to be the winner. "

Sapin, who speaks eloquently and winks, is not as funny as Yeong-seok, who knows the future.

'So this light man beats Sampras?'

In the `` Sapin VS Sampras Highlights '' movie that Yeongseok saw, Sapin overwhelmed Sampras. Intense and full concentration, cold head and hot body gradually raised himself to show off the brilliant performances won the championship.

'Probably pretending to concentrate today wasn't perfect.'

Types like sapin, no matter how hard they try, don't show their abilities unless they're a big stage. If it was a formal game, not a practice, it would have been a 3-0 defeat. Yeong-seok believed in himself, but was not arrogant.

"Youngseok ~!"

Jinhee jumped out of the stands (?) And ran to Dodo.

"What if you hurt !!!"

Yeong-seok was surprised to be surprised, but Jin-hee ignored him and picked up the towel and wiped him.

"Listen to cold. Now, put your arms in. "

He wiped his sweat well, pulled out the T-shirt, and dressed him for easy wear.

"My mom doesn't do it either."

It is a lingering young seok, but dressed as he was told. I read a strange sign from Jinhee's expression.

Jin-hee looked at Yeong-seok and Safin. In contrast to the white-tipped Young-seok's body in clothes, Safin's exposed upper body was still red.