Fight

  Sitting in the yard where the sun couldn't shine, a gentle breeze blew over from behind, "Wow, it's so refreshing!" I stretched out a lazy waist in an un-ladylike manner. Enjoying the quiet of the afternoon. Yet there are always those people, those things, that like to find trouble with me.

  Just like now, I feel something whizzing past the top of my head, so fast that all I see is a black shadow. Curious, I walk into the courtyard, cover my eyes with my hand, and look up, "Nothing at all? Am I seeing things? No way, I'm only eighteen years old!"

  At this time, a sound came from the back of the yard. I walked over to the sound. Could it be that some wild boar or beast had rushed in? My heart racing with fear, I arrived at the back of the yard.

  I saw two black shadows fighting together, and I immediately opened my mouth in an "O" shape. Oh my god, what's going on? Did my eyes really go bad?

  If it were just an ordinary fight, I wouldn't think much of it and might even give them a cheerleading squad. But now...

  One of the men, who looked to be in his thirties, spoke up first. His face was adorned with a well-groomed beard. The whiskers under his nose were square and wide, while below them were two thin strips of hair that curved downwards. "Hmph, you dare to provoke me? You're not tired of living?"

  "I'd rather die than let you go with me to the grave." The boy said in a low voice, his face full of hatred and resentment. What the heck, where did these two pop out from?

  The man sneered, "Then let's see if you have the skills." As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hands and a spherical black mass resembling an air current gathered in his palms. The sphere was about 20 centimeters in diameter, pure black, and with a sudden swing of his arm, it detached from his palm and shot towards the other boy.

  That boy wasn't a simple role either, he also waved his hands and a black ball appeared in the boy's hand. However, it was clear that the boy's power was not as strong as his, because the black sphere emitted by the boy was only about ten centimeters long. I curiously looked at this and that, anyway, I had nothing to do with me, so I just watched as an audience.

  Two black masses of gas collided with each other, producing a tremendous noise. I really want to rush out and scold you guys, you're going to fight until you reach your graves, don't bring the fight to my home, this civilian's house can't withstand such turmoil.

  I stared blankly at them, "Good grief, are they filming a TV show?" I quickly scanned the courtyard like radar, but didn't see anyone else. Alas! I was immediately disappointed, and I had been thinking that if it really was a TV shoot, maybe I could try out for it.

  I looked up at the sky in utter disbelief again, rubbed my eyes hard, I didn't think I'd have old-age vision problems at this age, but what's astonishing is that all of this is still here. I'm completely bewildered. o(╯□╰)o

  I'm sweating, I'm sweating, I'm profusely sweating!

  God, Jesus, Queen Mother... (cough, seems like they didn't exist at the same time.) Who's going to show some divine power and tell me what's going on with these shrimp?