Seanlu was left alone. He wanted to keep practicing. He took a karate stance and practiced straight punches. His practice was interrupted by the sudden, loud laughter of several people.
"Hahahaha, I can't believe that guy is really not joking! He said he saw four eyes practicing martial art! Hahahaha, look, four eyes is really there, clumsily punching. My eight-year-old cousin is even better at punching!" said a young man who was holding a basketball and wearing a cap, t-shirts with basketball jerseys, and shorts. He had short yellow hair and an earring on his lips. His name was Renz.
The three boys around him also laughed.
Seanlu stopped practicing. He was standing straight and gripping his fists hard when he heard the mockery of Renz and their laughter.
Renz held the road barrier with his right hand, then jumped. He slid on the slope while holding a basketball with his left hand. He landed on the ground and approached Seanlu with a grin.
