KO One 2: My Sister is Lei Ting

Chapter 223 Huashan, Supreme Dance King Competition

“Hello, fellow dance fans, I am your favorite competition host, Mei Huajiang. Welcome everyone to Huashan Dance Hall to watch our Supreme Dance King Competition!

Now, please invite the leader of our Dancer Union, the Dance King, to come on stage and speak!"

In the fantasy space-time, Huashan Dance Hall, Fang Mo, Qiu Qiu and Xiao Lei Ting were sitting in the audience, looking at the stage below.

Before they knew it, they had already arrived at the time almost half a month ago ten years ago.

Ever since the script of Golden Time and Space was arranged, Fang Mo and Qiu Qiu took little Lei Ting to travel around various time and space every day.

After visiting each time and space specifically, Fang Mo had a clearer understanding of each time and space.

For example, the fantasy space-time in front of us is a modern dance world that is a fusion of Ashes of Time and dance.

Fire Time is a world of gourmet food that is a fusion of many movies and TV series such as "Fried Rice with Egg" and "Cooking Master Boy" etc.

Lei Time and Space is a modern martial arts world. It is a very chaotic time and space with numerous gangs and various martial arts sects.

Light Time and Space is the world of traditional Chinese martial arts in the early Republic of China period.

Wind Spacetime is a world of controlling spirits similar to the spirits of instruments.

Earth time and space, a magical world similar to the fairy tale.

Water Time and Space, a magical world that summons the souls of the dead for spiritual communication.

Wood Time and Space is a modern martial arts world similar to The Smiling, Proud Wanderer.

In these time and space, the forces of evil currently have the upper hand.

Therefore, today's game in Fantasy Time will definitely not be peaceful.

"Brother, eat!" A spoon was handed to Fang Mo's mouth. In the spoon was golden egg fried rice with distinct grains and a fragrant smell, which had just been packed from the Fire Time and Space.

"Brother is not hungry, you eat!" Fang Mo looked at Xiao Lei Ting, smiled, shook his head, and touched her head.

Little Lei Ting is much cuter than the grown-up Lei Ting. She calls him "brother" all the time so sweetly.

Fang Mo even wanted to take little Lei Ting back home to raise her and leave big Lei Ting here.

"Okay, now please welcome the dance king teams from our five divisions to the stage!" Mei Huajiang's voice came, and Fang Mo looked towards the stage.

The teams from the five divisions, east, west, south, north and center, came up one by one in order.

The East District Dance King Team was led by Rex's clone Dong Xie. They wore all-white uniforms with a peach blossom embroidered on the chest.

The West District Dance King Team was led by Wang Arthur's avatar, King Ouyang. They wore all-black uniforms with the word "king" made up of poisonous snakes embroidered on the back.

The South Zone Dance King Team was led by Ding Xiaoyu's clone Lan Di. They wore all-blue uniforms with crowns embroidered on their chests.

The North District Dance King Team was led by Wang Dadong's clone Hong Qi. They did not have a uniform team uniform nor did they have anything embroidered on their bodies.

The Central Zone Dance King Team was led by Tian Hongguang's avatar, King Chongyang. They wore uniform grey Taoist robes and black cloth shoes.

Looking at the five teams standing on the stage, thunderous cheers rang out from the dance hall.

All five teams have a large fan base in their respective regions.

If the dance hall could accommodate so many people, the scene would be even more lively.

After the captains of the five teams made their pre-match statements, they drew lots with their teammates to decide the groups.

There are four groups in the competition, ABCD, with ten people in each group.

The Supreme Dance King Contest is an individual competition that adopts a points system. The champion and runner-up of each group advance to the quarterfinals and take turns to compete.

The person with the highest points will become the Supreme Dance King of this year.

If the points are the same, an extra game will be held to determine the final champion.

In order to ensure the fairness of the competition, the results will not be affected by injuries or excessive digestion.

The dance studio is equipped with the best therapists in Fantasy Time. As long as the dancers are not fatally injured, they can recover to their best condition in the shortest time.

The drawing is completed and the groups are divided.

Except for Hong Qi and Chongyang Wang who were drawn into the same group D, the captains of the other three teams were not drawn into the same group.

In previous years, there were five participating teams, and the five captains were drawn into the Shura field of the same group, resulting in three team captains leaving the competition early.

Hong Qi looked at King Chongyang, who was in the same group with him and was eager to fight.

King Chongyang is officially recorded as the one with the strongest dance index among the five teams participating in this competition, with a dance index of points.

However, Hong Qi is not afraid, he likes to compete with masters.

The dance battle competition begins, with four groups performing simultaneously.

Deafening cheers rang out in the dance hall, one after another.

Soon, the champions and runners-up of the four teams advanced to the quarterfinals.

Just as the audience was looking forward to an even more exciting quarterfinal match and the therapists were helping the quarterfinalists recover their physical condition, a very depressing feeling weighed down on everyone in the dance hall.

"What's going on! Why do I feel so stuffy and can't breathe?"

"Me too!"

There were bursts of exclamations in the dance hall.

Little Lei Ting, who was sitting on Fang Mo's lap, saw the people around her looking uncomfortable, then turned around to look at Fang Mo and asked them what was wrong.

"It's okay!" Fang Mo replied with a smile. His aura vibrated and invisible waves quickly spread and covered the entire dance hall.

The audience members who had been feeling uncomfortable just now recovered one by one. They looked at others in surprise, wanting to ask what was going on.

"Hey, who are those people? When did they appear?" an audience member shouted, pointing at the stage below.

The audience looked over when they heard the sound.

There were about ten people standing on the stage. They were all wearing black cloaks, and their style was very similar to that of the West District team.

“King Ouyang, you’re not shouting these out to cheer yourself up, are you?” Below the stage, Hong Qi looked at King Ouyang teasingly.

"Idiot, shut up!" King Ouyang growled, staring at the man in black on the stage with an ugly expression.

Noticing King Ouyang's reaction, Lan Di asked, "Do you know them?"

"Dark Alliance, they are the dancers of the Dark Alliance!" King Chongyang's voice rang out, he stared at the men in black on the stage with an extremely serious expression.

"Dark Alliance, could it be that they are all Dark Dancers!" Hong Qi's expression also turned serious.

He had just fought with the dark dancer Wu Dalang not long ago and knew that they were a group of dangerous guys.

"Don't compare a lousy guy like Wu Dalang with these people. He is nothing. You'd better not take any action for a while. Otherwise, don't blame me for not reminding you!" King Ouyang looked at the stage with a very serious tone.

While Prince Ouyang and the others were talking, the dark dancer standing on the stage stared at the people sitting in the organizer's audience seats above.

"Dancing King, I'm back!" A man who looked exactly like the Dancing King stared at him with cold eyes.

"Black King!" The Dance King stared at the Black King and spoke slowly, "Is it really going to be like this?"

"Make trouble? You think I'm making trouble with you?

I have practiced hard for ten years for this day, and now is the time for me to take everything back." The Black King said grimly.