The Author of Lower-Class Street Fights

"Who?"

One of the men suddenly became alert and looked towards the source of the voice.

"Is that you?"

Upon seeing Hoshiharu, he was stunned and displayed a shocked expression.

"Yes, it's me."

Hoshiharu kept a natural expression as he put the student handbook into his uniform pocket.

"You shouldn't have come."

Seeing this, the male student revealed a sinister smile on his lips.

"Nonsense, you were clearly following me!"

Hoshiharu grinned, breaking the odd tension around him.

"Eh... seems like it!"

The tall student was momentarily stunned before realizing what he was doing.

There were words to be said and things to be acknowledged, and the other party was indeed right.

"Huh, there's nothing I can do now that you've seen me."

He coughed, lowered his voice, and his face turned fierce again, "Let's settle this dispute right here!"

"Aren't you tired of talking like this?"

Hoshiharu tilted his head, looking puzzled.

"Isn't it cool?"

The tall student was stunned.

"It's weird."

Hoshiharu expressed his feelings honestly.

"No, it's a line from a novel I read. At that time, it was so easy to get angry that the protagonist killed everyone immediately after appearing on stage... Bah, why am I telling you this!"

The tall student muttered in a low voice, his face slightly depressed, then it turned dark.

"What kind of third-rate novel is that? The author must be a low-level novelist. It's too amateurish and doesn't fit the Japanese market! If it were me, I definitely wouldn't write it like that!"

Hoshiharu sneered at him.

He had a say in this, and his expression was full of emotion and memories of his lost youth.

He never forgot that the first and only novel he wrote in Japan was an urban novel popular in China, which then made him a professional internet writer.

Thinking about it, the other party's line sounded somewhat familiar!

"Don't change the subject!"

One of the two followers stood up with a dark face, forcing the conversation back on track.

"Let me ask, where is the girl who wanted to confess to you?"

"She's gone."

"What? Gone!?"

"Yes, I turned her down, so she had to leave, so your conspiracy won't work."

"You! You're so wasteful! That was a young lady! A young woman who had never held hands in her entire life must have very smooth skin and feel very comfortable when pinched..."

The two followers looked at Hoshiharu with angry eyes, as if he didn't appreciate the resources.

"Sorry, I don't understand the concerns of ugly men."

Hoshiharu spoke flatly.

Although he apologized, he didn't sound sincere.

And when these words reached the ears of the three of them, they were extremely harsh. Their faces instantly darkened, and their eyes filled with anger.

"Damn it, it seems I can't let you off without teaching you a lesson!"

"The hatred for letting the young lady escape will be repaid with your pain!"

"Thirty years east, thirty years west, don't you dare bully me because I'm poor now."

The three of them shouted angrily, summoning their Devices with flushed faces.

Facing three E-Rank Blazers, Hoshiharu thought hard.

Opposite him, the tall student summoned a sword taller than the others, and the two followers beside him summoned a pistol and a black bow at the same time.

"Watch out!"

The tall student took the sword, spun his body in a big circle, swung his leg at high speed, and slashed.

Hoshiharu's eyes narrowed.

*VRRING*

As the tall student swung his sword, Hoshiharu advanced instead of retreating, forcing himself to be one foot ahead of his opponent, and then kicked out.

His action was very ordinary, even completely out of routine, without any skill at all.

Of course, this was also due to a lack of talent. Kicking like kicking a child, very ridiculous and funny.

However, as he kicked out, the tall student's body suddenly tilted. The attack fell to the side uncontrollably.

Before he could react, he was deflected by the force of the sword and fell to the ground in confusion.

Not knowing what was happening.

In fact, his swing relied heavily on the center of gravity. The center of gravity had to be kept accurate to exert force.

But when he spun, he exposed a huge weakness: spinning on one foot. Hoshiharu kicked out and hit the ankle of the foot he stood on, suddenly losing strength, and his entire body immediately lost balance, and his center of gravity disappeared, his entire body carried by the heavy sword's weight.

*BAM*

At this moment, without the tall student blocking the view, the follower holding the pistol immediately pulled the trigger. The bullet flew straight out of the barrel, aimed directly at Hoshiharu's head.

From here one could see the naivety of this follower.

A bullet aimed at the brain is the easiest to avoid, as its trajectory is the most predictable and can be dodged if the opponent pulls the trigger.

In fact, the best target was the opponent's torso. Aiming at the torso would make it hard to escape.

Hoshiharu's attention wasn't distracted, as he indeed was the greatest threat among these people.

Before the bullet left the barrel, Hoshiharu had seen the timing of the other party pulling the trigger. In the blink of an eye, he tilted his head and nearly dodged the bullet by a hair's breadth.

*VRRING*

While dodging the bullet, a sword glow also appeared in his hand.

"Hu~!"

Hoshiharu swung his sword with his backhand, and a strange sound effect was heard again. A magic arrow was shot into the air and shattered. It was the arrow shot by the third person at that moment.

The two people on the other side were utterly stunned.

Operations like dodging bullets and cutting arrows with a sword always only existed in the online videos they saw. When such a scene appeared in the real world, it was just a challenge to the three views.

Hoshiharu held the sword on his back and threw the sword in his hand.

"AHHH!"

The follower holding the bow screamed in fear.

He watched helplessly as the silver sword spun towards him, his face pale with fright, and he subconsciously closed his eyes.

*BANG*

"AHHH--!"

Immediately after, there was another gunshot, followed by the scream of his companion.

He opened his eyes in confusion, just in time to see his companion beside him clutching his chest and falling with a pale face.

The pistol was somehow in Hoshiharu's hand, and its muzzle was pointed at his fallen companion.

Where was the sword?

He unconsciously touched his whole body but found there was no pain anywhere.

Then he saw Hoshiharu on the other side, raising the pistol again and aiming at him, causing him to panic instantly.

*BANG*