Chapter 078: Sudden Turn of the Head – "Messing with You"

Facing the provocation of the thin young man, Le Xiaotian was still pondering the philosophical question of how to escape Xiao Jiu’s clutches.

His absent-minded demeanor sent a clear message to the other players—he was scared!

Instantly, a chorus of boos erupted. The players shook their heads, twisted their waists, swayed their hips, and launched into a series of provocative moves.

Of course, these were all legitimate techniques in the competition, entirely devoid of any insult.

Surrounded by the jeers and the focused gazes of the crowd, Le Xiaotian snapped back to reality. Listening to the music, he made a flawless entrance at just the right moment.

His legs bent rhythmically, hands extended forward, flexing in perfect synchrony with the beat.

In an instant, the players were stunned.

“His sense of rhythm and presence are incredible. That was a perfect entry—amazing!”

“Look at him! His timing is impeccable—every move coordinated with the melody and the rhythm.”

“You’re right, he really is!”

Dance battles are all about momentum, and this Le Ball Dance Battle was no exception.

After stunning the crowd, Le Xiaotian transitioned into a new move.

He knew today’s dance battle would be a long one, with true masters appearing one after another. The right strategy was to dispatch these probing dancers with a single move and save his ultimate skills for the real experts.

Doing so would also help avoid repeating moves—repetition would surely lessen the impact, both for the judges and the audience.

After all, stamina was constantly draining, and repeated moves rarely matched the power of their first appearance.

But who was Brother Xiaotian? Slapping faces was nothing—making these dancers rethink the art of dance itself was what mattered.

Suddenly, Xiao Jiu’s voice echoed in his mind: “Given Le Xiaotian’s noble character, a task from the dance and gaming worlds has been triggered. Complete it, and you’ll unlock the fourth Divine Command Skill—Dance God Skill: ‘Mad Sheep Leap.’ This technique is motionless as paralysis, wild as a seizure.”

Le Xiaotian snapped, “I’m dancing—be quiet!”

With Xiao Jiu silenced, Le Xiaotian launched into his routine. As the buzzing strings played, his feet traced the cross-steps of a folk dance, while his upper body twisted with lightning-fast, serpentine hands.

After four steps, he dropped into a squat, pivoted on his left foot, and his right leg spun upwards.

This was the Mandala 1080-degree spin—a masterful display of grace and flexibility!

Finishing the move, Le Xiaotian smiled, beckoning to the thin young man with two fingers.

The meaning was clear: I’m done—can you keep up? Come on!

From the moment Le Xiaotian began to dance, the thin young man felt nothing but shock—especially at that almost feminine, blooming spin.

He sensed things words could not express: rhythm, aura, energy, strength, speed—all nine dimensions of dance.

He knew now—only pure dance technique could determine victory. With that, he made his decision.

Still shaken, he missed two measures, and when he finally entered, he felt his mistake—it wasn’t perfect.

Luckily, he quickly adjusted. Two gliding steps, hands spinning high, he found his rhythm.

Once he locked in with the music, his aura surged. Seizing the moment, he launched into a head spin.

“Wow, that’s the ‘Blazing Head Spin’ skill—he’s using his finishing move!”

“Go, go, go! Oh oh oh!”

“So cool! He’s so fast!”

“The flames are out!”

As the dance skill erupted, the crowd cheered for the thin young man, or kept grooving with the rhythm.

Watching the young man spin faster and faster, flames swirling around him, Le Xiaotian’s eyes narrowed.

In simple terms, this move was like the ultimate power move in Earth’s breakdancing.

But the thin young man’s power move was enough to defeat any street dance master on Earth.

After all, this was Hongkun Heaven—a celestial metropolis!

He was using his big move right off the bat.

Seeing this, Le Xiaotian smiled.

He cut into the music perfectly, danced forward until he was five meters from the thin young man.

A few moonwalk steps, a martial arts aerial cartwheel—then Le Xiaotian executed the same head spin, a god-level power move!

Whoosh!

Starting a step behind, Le Xiaotian was at full speed from the get-go. Just how fast he was, no one knew—but it was faster than the thin young man.

“Wow, he’s facing him head-on. Can’t deny—his presence is overwhelming.”

“Yeah, his aura is a notch higher.”

“Hey, but he doesn’t have the head spin skill. If this goes on, he’ll lose.”

“He’s done well so far. Let’s not mock him too harshly—give him some dignity.”

“Haha, just make him treat us to a meal.”

Hearing the consensus, Chen Fang’s heart tightened. Though she didn’t fully grasp the technicalities, she could see the difference. In simple terms, the thin young man was surrounded by flames—it looked spectacular.

Meanwhile, millions of players watching in spectator mode were swaying along, some warming up in preparation.

As the spinning grew faster, the wind whistled around both dancers, mingling with the crackling sound of rising flames.

“Look, their hands are moving faster—it’s almost like afterimages.”

“Nonsense, they’re not that fast yet.”

“Come on, can’t you keep it down? Was that the 168th or 182nd spin?”

Gradually, the crowd fell silent. They wore identical expressions—astonishment and confusion—their necks nodding in unison to the beat.

Then, a new voice sounded in Le Xiaotian’s mind—not Xiao Jiu, but the Dance Mastery System.

“Power: 100, Transcendent!
Speed: 100, Saintly!
Control: 100, Maniac!
Grace: 100, Devourer!
Harmony: 100, Demon-Slayer!
Precision: 100, Immortal-Slayer!
Expression: 100, Supernatural!
Emotion: 100, Shaman!
Breath: 100, Torrential!
Congratulations! The Wandering Dance God has activated and acquired the dance skill ‘Blazing Head Spin.’ Once mastered, you can ignite flames even outside the game. For extraordinary dancers, this skill has three stages of advancement. Usage method…”

Hearing the skill activation, Le Xiaotian used it immediately.

In that instant—

With a muffled “whoosh,” a surge of deep blue flames erupted around Le Xiaotian.

In a flash, the fire’s diameter exceeded ten meters, and the thin young man was caught in its path.

The two fireballs collided, sending the thin young man flying a dozen meters back.

As the flames vanished, his eyes rolled up, foam at his lips, his body convulsed—he could no longer continue.

“My god, he actually activated a dance skill?! And it’s deep blue?”

“The temperature shot up—I feel so hot. Those flames are awesome.”

“Go, go, go…”

Exclamations rang out—the players were utterly stunned.