genius dancer

"looking at what?"

Lynch, who had just arrived in the classroom, saw Fan Shu looking down at something intently, and moved over curiously.

When he saw the black card in his friend's hand, he felt his whole body shake, and he let out an exclamation in shock.

"Who gave you this card?"

Fan Shu was startled by Lynch's cry, and when he looked up, he saw that the latter's face was ashen, as if he had been frightened by something, and he said casually.

"It's He Jiatang."

"He said his brother would dance with me after school, so he gave me this."

Hearing that it was He Jiatang, Lynch was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.

"What is he?"

"How could he fight with you!"

Fan Shu looked at him curiously, "Why can't he ask me for a dance fight?"

Lynch sighed, "After school, let's go through the back door."

"why?"

Fan Shu was unmoved.

"Because he is He Jiayan."

Seeing his bewildered expression, Lynch slowly added: "The uncrowned king of Mingling Street Dance."

"Mingling Dance King nicknamed Overlord——He Jiayan!"

"Mingling Dance King?"

Hearing this name, what Fan Shu felt was not nervousness or fear, but excitement.

As if for the first time, he saw the silent figure on the cover of the free dancer game...

"For a long time, you were just addicted to hip-hop games, and you didn't know his legend..."

He Jiayan, the king of dancing who has countless fans in Ming Ling, his legendary experience is known to countless people.

Naturally, Lynch used to be his fan, and he even took the road of hip-hop dancing because of his influence.

He began to talk about He Jiayan's deeds to Fan Shu incessantly, and after the two of them talked, the whole self-study class was unknowingly passed.

"Originally Mingling Bawang participated in the National Street Dance Competition, but he suddenly withdrew in the final. Although he has kept a low profile for the past two years, the legend of Bawang has always existed."

Lynch was in awe of He Jiayan, who was once a representative of Mingling High School, and when he talked about He Jiayan's deeds, he was full of admiration.

"It turned out to be such a master, so I'm going to ask for advice, even if I lose, it's an honor to lose."

After hearing this, Fan Shu not only didn't have the slightest fear, but even looked forward to it.

"Hey, do you know why He Jiayan is called the Overlord of Mingling?" Lynch said again with some distress.

"Isn't it because of his hip-hop?"

"It's okay, but it's more about He Jiayan's irritable personality. Anyone who provokes him will end badly, so you'd better hide this time."

"But I didn't provoke him, I just wanted to dance with him..."

"Haven't provoked yet? Then He Jiayan is clearly avenging his brother, can't you see it?"

"Even so, I won't hide." Fan Shu shook his head stubbornly.

"Jingle Bell……"

Just when Lynch was about to persuade him again, the bell for the end of get out of class rang just right.

Looking at Fan Shu's resolute expression, Lynch was a little speechless.

But things have come to this point, with the overlord's style of handling things, since Fan Shu has already accepted the challenge card, he may have to go if he doesn't.

For the upcoming challenge, Fan Shu only had excitement and fighting spirit in his heart.

It has always been his wish to compete with real hip-hop masters for advice. He wants to know what level of training he has reached these days.

And fleeing without fighting is not what a brave man does.

As for He Jiayan's title as Overlord, then don't care, he didn't provoke anyone, so why should he be afraid.

"Are you really determined to fight He Jiayan?" Seeing Fan Shu get up to pack his things, Lynch asked with a frown.

"Of course, I'm looking forward to it."

"Okay, I'll go with you..."

Lynch didn't hesitate anymore, packed up his things, and followed.

……

"Are you really here? I thought you would run away!"

Originally, He Jiatang was afraid that Fan Shu would run away, so he asked his younger brother to guard at the school gate early on.

Unexpectedly, Fan Shu didn't run away, but came to fight, which surprised him a little.

"I won't escape."

Fan Shu shook his head secretly, feeling more and more that He Jiatang was much worse than Ming Ling's brother of the Dance King.

"Since you're here, come with me. I've found a place for you. How about the park where you fell last time?"

Originally, He Jiatang wanted to embarrass Fan Shu in public in the gymnasium, but his brother didn't want to make too much publicity, which made Xiaobawang a little disappointed.

In Zhonghai Park, He Jiayan and a few friends from the club had already been waiting.

He is in his 20s, wearing simple sportswear, without too many ostentatious decorations on his body.

However, compared to his younger brother, although his elder brother's body is a little longer, he is much stronger. With a few bangs, his eyebrows are like tiger eyes, and under his thin body, there are well-defined muscles.

Slightly dark, masculine and handsome with sharp edges and no smile, coupled with the maturity in his eyes, the former overlord has now lost his former edge.

As professional hip-hop dancers, except for He Jiayan, his friends all have a standard hip-hop taste in terms of costumes and styles, which seem a bit unorthodox.

But this is not the superficial and non-mainstream killer with hedgehog hair, smoky makeup, tattoos, and earrings on the surface, but the real Hip-Hop.

Hip-hop also belongs to the category of street dance. This type does not require high skills like Breaking, but it requires the dancer's movement coordination and sense of dance, as well as body flexibility and control.

In addition, the hip-hop team is not limited to dancers, there are also some auxiliary teammates such as DJ and MC.

Therefore, for professional street dance teams, whether it is dance or music, they are absolutely free, and everything is completely in their own hands.

When Fan Shu saw the black flame team in front of him, his heart was full of novelty.

He has never touched the black and red headset hanging around his neck, the disc player painted with flames, the reverb table and so on.

At this moment, the dancers of the Black Flame team are moving freely.

The nimble fingers of the DJ master quickly slid on the record, the MC sang his own rap along with the weird rhythm, and all the hip-hop youths showed their own dance steps.

The originally different dance steps, under the perfect cooperation of DJ and MC, made everything look neat and orderly.

The scene in front of him made Fan Shu, who was new to hip-hop dance, very envious.

"You are Fan Shu?"

Just as the young man was concentrating on the scene in front of him, He Jiayan walked up to him.

"I am."

Looking at the man in front of him who was somewhat similar to Xiaobawang, Fan Shu nodded sincerely.

"You must be the famous Mingling Dance King. I am really glad to meet you."

The thin young man in front of him gave He Jiayan a good first impression. With his handsome face, sincere smile, and modest words, he was not as arrogant and unreasonable as his younger brother said.

But the two of them have already come to the stage, no matter what, everything has to be done by hip-hop.

Moreover, Fan Shu's ability to integrate the mechanical dance into the dance steps also aroused He Jiayan's curiosity and fighting spirit.

"I heard that you defeated Jiatang, and you still want to challenge me?"

He Jiayan's eyes were not angry but prestige. Although he looked at Fan Shu lightly, it made the latter feel a little bit of coercion.

Fan Shu frowned, didn't think about the meaning, just subconsciously looked at him and said.

"Mingling Dance King's name is as loud as thunder, and it would be the best if there is a chance to compete."

Sure enough, he is an arrogant kid!
He Jiayan misunderstood a bit, but with his personality, he didn't want to say too much, so he just nodded slightly.

"I heard Jiatang said that your Breaking is very good, let me see it!"

Fan Shu loosened his muscles and bones, and turned around slowly.

The boy who was looking forward to communicating with the master did not pay attention to the change in the eyes of the other party.

The DJ's music stopped, and the dancers from the black flame couldn't help but look at the boy in front of them.

After all, it has been a long time since no one dared to challenge the Overlord.

"Heizi, you come to DJing, I want to see this kid's Breaking!" He Jiayan turned around and ordered decisively.

"Brother Yan, this..."

DJ Heizi glanced at Fan Shu, hesitated to speak.

"It's just a kid, don't worry, let's play discs."

The dark-skinned Heizi nodded, then put on the headset, and quickly rubbed his fingers on the record.

The music in the reverberation is weird and light. This kind of music has no limitations of standard repertoire, and it is completely a rhythm of personality.

As the music sounded, He Jiayan also stepped out, but his dance steps were not gorgeous, and even a little messy, but every rhythm was followed very accurately.

THIS IS FREESTYLE!

Seeing He Jiayan's footsteps from disorder to confusion, Fan Shu immediately recognized that this is the most difficult FREESTYLE in street dance.A type of street dance that combines all dances, it is a dance without any restrictions.

Although I often come into contact with FREESTYLE in the game, this is the first time the boy has seen this kind of dance in reality.

This kind of free-wheeling dance cannot be mastered without rich dancing experience.

However, it wasn't these things that surprised him, and soon He Jiayan's dance steps changed again.

The footsteps are similar to Latin and tap dance, and there are even ballet spins. This kind of complex and magical dance steps is exactly HOUSE.

Seeing this, Fan Shu couldn't bear it anymore.

He appeared on the stage following the ups and downs of the music, and learned He Jiayan's dance steps, and tried FREESTYLE.

It's just that the excited teenager forgot that his imitation represents provocation.

He Jiayan saw that the boy followed his dance steps closely, and he became more and more convinced that the boy was a very "arrogant" hip-hop master, and his understanding of hip-hop styles was not inferior to his own.

Looks like it's time to do that!
Thinking of this, He Jiayan stood upside down, and his nimble body became sluggish. He was using the mechanical dance to make a beast bicycle.

Fan Shu has seen He Jiatang's Beast Bike many times, but he still couldn't help being amazed when He Jiayan combined Mechanical Dance to create the floor of the Beast Bike.

It's amazing!
Without hesitation, the excited teenager also followed the opponent's rhythm and stood upside down. He even made a beast bike.

"How dare you challenge Brother Bawang's signature moves?"

The members of the Black Flame team couldn't help but be tongue-tied when they saw the boy perfectly responding to a beast bike.

Naked challenge!He Jiayan couldn't keep calm anymore. In his opinion, that boy obviously didn't want to let him step down.

Can't just be compared like this!
The Overlord hesitated for a moment, and suddenly made a new challenge. His feet were lifted up, and his ballet-like dancing posture suddenly turned around, and then his whole body turned quickly.

He Jiayan's movement is not unfamiliar to many people, and he is doing the gymnastics movement Thomas full spin.

Fan Shu had also practiced this movement before, but his speed was half as slow as He Jiayan's.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that Thomas could do this with a full spin. With this movement, he knew that he was far from it.

"it is good!"

The rushing music and the rapidly rotating body attracted excited screams and whistles, and even Fan Shu, who had always kept a low profile, couldn't help but yelled.

"what……"

Before the boy could utter a sound, the body that was spinning rapidly suddenly moved out heavily.

The powerful inertia caused He Jiayan's body to roll several times on the ground before stopping. This fall was a tragic one.

The music stopped abruptly, and Fan Shu was very surprised by the sudden accident.Overlord will make such a mistake, how is it possible?

He hurriedly rushed to He Jiayan and supported his trembling body: "Are you alright?"

He Jiayan, whose face was pale due to the pain, shook his head sadly: "I lost, and the black flame will disappear in Zhonghai from now on, and I will also withdraw from the street dance world."

"Fan Shu, from today onwards, you are the new Mingling Dance King!"