Chapter 088: Who Dares to Dance with Me

The hall fell utterly silent; only the music still playing lingered in the air.

With the pure novice Xioafang at his side, the wandering god of dance had somehow achieved the highest triumph of partner dancing.

Perhaps it was even harder than the Sea of Waves realm in solo dance.

At once, all eyes in the crowd turned to the goddess of butterfly dance.

If she lost, she would have to dance pressed body to body with the wandering god of dance, right there before everyone.

Or would she choose to leave the game?

The atmosphere tightened to the point of suffocation.

At that moment, a trace of disbelief still shone in Butterfly Dance's eyes.

Le Xiatian had clearly already reached his limit; after hours of extreme dancing, his body should have been utterly unable to bear it.

He had even been writhing on the floor in pain.

And yet, why had he managed to stand again? Why?

Not only that, but he had also performed the Blossoming of a Hundred Flowers, a move more than ten times harder than the Blooming Lotus!

Pale-faced and trembling, Butterfly Dance was trapped in an impossible choice.

Then Le Xiatian walked toward her.

Ignoring the classical wind beside her, he went straight behind Butterfly Dance.

His left hand settled at her waist, his whole body pressed close, and with a teasing smile at her ear he said, "Ready?"

Boom.

A thunderclap seemed to explode in her mind, and Butterfly Dance felt her body shudder uncontrollably.

A heavy masculine aura drifted toward her as he drew near. The moment that powerful body touched hers, it seemed like a flame.

That broad palm resting on her lower abdomen felt charged with electricity, and his deep breath brushing her ear left her legs weak and soft.

With millions of players watching, did she really have to dance a face-to-face routine with him?

No, this was a body-to-body dance, wasn't it?

What should she do? Dance, or not dance?

Feeling Butterfly Dance trembling in his arms, and breathing in that intoxicating fragrance, Le Xiatian bit lightly at her ear again. "What is it? Does our goddess of butterfly dance not keep her word? Or are you shy, haha."

His swaggering, victorious expression was plain for millions of players to see, drawing both anger and envy.

And beneath it all, there was a trace of confusion. Who, after all, was right and who was wrong?

Biting her red lips, Butterfly Dance steadied her breathing and began to move her body.

But the moment she did, the shame within her erupted like a volcano, and her eyes instantly grew wet.

This was humiliation!

Seeing that he did not press his advantage further, Le Xiatian's expression suddenly turned utterly serious. "Dance is not a tool for gaining fame and fortune. You've got the order of things backward. Let this be a lesson today."

Disliking being lectured and burning with humiliation, Butterfly Dance choked out, "Today, I'll repay you tenfold for this insult!"

His gaze sharpening, Le Xiatian said in annoyance, "Why do all the villains have to use lines like that? Can't you say something different?"

Their covert sparring looked, in the eyes of the onlookers, exactly like flirting, or rather intimate whispering.

But before long, everyone noticed something was wrong. The goddess of butterfly dance was crying, her body visibly shaking.

Damn it, the goddess really had been humiliated!

Then Butterfly Dance turned her head and looked into those black eyes, sniffling hard as she said, "If you've got the guts, tell me your name."

Le Xiatian narrowed his eyes, pride rising in his voice. "Le Xiatian!"

Her heart gave a violent jolt, and Butterfly Dance clenched her delicate fists.

Fear rose in her as she hurled back a vicious warning. "Fine. Just you wait."

The next instant, Butterfly Dance's figure began to fade like a dream.

In the end, she could not bear the shame of dancing pressed against Le Xiatian before millions of players. She left.

She had directly quit the game. The goddess of butterfly dance had lost, truly lost.

But even if she had lost, why humiliate her?

In an instant, players stepped forward.

"Wandering God of Dance, you owe us an explanation!"

"Buddy, I admire you, but is it really okay to treat a girl like that?"

"Kid, don't think that because you can dance well, I'll worship you. I just don't buy it. What are you going to do about it?"

Facing the crowd's fury, Le Xiatian gave a contemptuous smile. "So if she's a beauty, you all think she's the wronged one? Then why didn't you say that just now? Now that the goddess has been humiliated to her face, are you feeling a little unhappy?"

His tone sharpened as his expression turned grave. "But if you're unhappy, keep it to yourselves. So what if I humiliated her? In front of me, no one is allowed to insult dance. Anyone who tries, I'll slap them in the face!"

By then, some players had already started pressing in, clearly intending to surround him. "What the hell, who do you think you are?"

Le Xiatian lifted his proud chin. "I'm Le Xiatian. If you won't accept it, come and fight!"

I am Le Xiatian!

Once his identity was revealed, the scene fell silent again. The players were stunned, completely stunned.

Like Butterfly Dance, everyone knew the name Le Xiatian. After all, he was now blazing across Fama.

The atmosphere in the dance floor shifted yet again.

The players went from indignant to excited and reverent.

"Wow, I said it from the start: the only one who could dance this divinely is Teacher Xiatian!"

"Exactly. Who else could be disabled—no, not disabled, who else could dance better than a perfectly healthy person while physically impaired? Only Master Ziyang!"

"Xiatian gege, take me with you!"

"Xiatian gege, I want to bear your children!"

"Teacher Xiatian, when does Journey to the West air?"

Faced with the frenzied crowd pressing in, Le Xiatian couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

Then he shouted, "Stop! Today we're only talking about dancing. Now, let's all dance together!"

As the crowd roared in excitement, Le Xiatian sent a private message to Chen Fang with complete seriousness: "Xiaofang, just stay beside me and dance later. Once it's over, we'll slip away."

Chen Fang replied that she understood.

At the same time, the remaining forty experts who had been lying on the floor pretending to be dead sprang to their feet, all of them excited.

Some even couldn't help shouting at the top of their lungs.

"Haha, who wants to watch the video of Teacher Xiatian humiliating me? Ten thousand gold coins for one viewing."

"This is an insult to Teacher Xiatian. Everyone, my video is thirty thousand gold coins per viewing."

"As long as you join my dance troupe, you can watch Teacher Xiatian's videos without conditions!"

Watching these dancers, Le Xiatian couldn't help feeling worried. If he wanted to change their attitude, the road ahead was still very long.

Then he said loudly, "Everyone, from my personal point of view, singing and dancing are very sacred things. They express the sincere feelings in our hearts. So I really cannot stand people who dance for anything other than dance itself."

Pausing, he narrowed his eyes. "Now I want to dance a piece with all of you. If you can't even reach the Transcendent Realm, then you simply have no right to dance. In that case, I want you to quit this game and go home to think it over carefully. But if you can reach the Transcendent Realm, then all the items I just obtained will be used as rewards. Do you dare?"

Once again, the hall fell silent.