KO One 2: My Sister is Lei Ting

Chapter 217: The Ultimate Battle of Mount Hua

"Dark Dancer!"

In the audience, the audience stood up and looked at Wu Dalang in shock.

It was the first time they had heard of the Dark Dancer.

This ability to forcibly take away other people's dancing index is too terrifying.

Qiu Qiu looked at the scene below and sent a message to Fang Mo, asking if he wanted to help.

"Take another look!" Fang Mo replied via voice transmission.

Each space and time has its own characteristics and rules.

In Fantasy Time and Space, once the dance battle begins, it must continue unless one party admits defeat and stops the battle.

Hong Qi did not admit defeat, and neither did Wu Dalang, so the dance battle between the two of them continued.

If someone interferes with their dance battle at this time, it would be a violation of the dance battle rules of Fantasy Time and Space, and they would be sanctioned by the Dancers' Union and deprived of their dancer status.

Of course, the rules of illusionary time and space had no effect on the other party at all.

He wanted to see what Hong Qi could do.

"Give up, Red Seven!

Admit defeat and I will let your other teammates go." Wu Dalang looked at Hong Qi proudly.

He had already joined the demon clan and became a dark dancer.

I haven't taken any action to seize other people's dancing index because I've been waiting for this moment.

He wanted to seize Hong Qi's dance power index to improve his own skills as much as possible, and then break into the Supreme Hall to become the Dark Supreme Dancer.

By then, he will have the final say in the whole world.

"Give up! You are a thief who steals other people's power, and you are unworthy of me giving up? Stop dreaming!

Take it!" Hong Qi roared and continued his attack.

Even if he died in battle, he would never admit defeat like a despicable dancer like Wu Dalang.

"Dragon fights in the wild!"

"The flying dragon is in the sky!"

"Don't use Qianlong!"

Hong Qi attacked Wu Dalang with one move after another.

Boom boom boom!

Facing Hong Qi's attack one after another, Wu Dalang stood still and easily handled it.

Hong Qi's attack was fierce, but it could not make up for the huge gap in the dance power index.

Wu Dalang absorbed the dancing power index of the King of Hearts and the Ace of Hearts, and his dancing power index is still rising.

Just now it just broke ten thousand, but now it has risen to eleven thousand and is heading towards twelve thousand.

In a blink of an eye, one minute is up.

"Time's up!" Mei Huajiang stood aside and looked at Wu Dalang and spoke unwillingly.

Wu Dalang shook his hands and looked at Hong Qi with a playful expression, "Isn't your dragon dance known for its might and dominance? How come you don't have any strength at all? Did you not eat?"

Hong Qi looked at Wu Dalang and clenched his fists tightly, "You will know whether I have eaten or not in a while."

Hong Qi left a word, took three steps back, and handed the stage to Wu Dalang.

"I'm afraid I won't have a chance!" Wu Dalang walked forward with a big laugh.

"Damn, this guy looks so disgusting!"

"That's right. I really want to beat him up. How dare he laugh at our Seventh Brother? If he didn't rely on stolen energy, he wouldn't even be worthy of carrying Seventh Brother's shoes!"

"That's right!" In the stands, the audience stared at Wuwu Dalang with an unhappy expression.

"You can't say that. He won the first two games with his own ability!"

"Yeah, if the opponent can't win two games, how can he steal other people's energy. If I had his ability, I would use it too!"

"That's right, in the dance competition, isn't the ultimate competition about who is stronger?

If we really want to watch the dance competition, why are we watching this? "

Some strange voices were also heard in the audience stands.

Some viewers care more about winning or losing than whether the energy is stolen.

What’s wrong with stolen energy? As long as I can become stronger and win the game, that’s enough.

While the audience was arguing, the fight on the stage had already begun.

Wu Dalang started dancing Hip-hop again. He didn't use any techniques and was ready to crush Hong Qi with pure powerful strength.

brush!

Wu Dalang squatted down and kicked forward.

A shadow quickly rushed towards Hong Qi.

Hong Qi put his hands in front of him to protect himself.

boom!

The phantom exploded in front of Hong Qi, and the powerful energy caused Hong Qi to take a step back.

Wu Dalang looked at Hong Qi with a playful expression on his face, and he did not launch the next attack immediately.

After Hong Qi recovered for a while, Wu Dalang threw another punch slowly.

boom!

Hong Qi did not retreat this time, but a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Hong Qi is holding on with all his strength.

Seeing this, Wu Dalang's smile grew even wider. He paused for a moment and then kicked out again.

boom!

The powerful force made Hong Qi spit out a large mouthful of blood, but he still did not take a single step back.

"Brother Qi!" The teammates of Ultimate Dance Club looked at Hong Qi with anxiety on their faces. They wanted Hong Qi to admit defeat to avoid being beaten to death.

However, they also knew Hong Qi's temper and he would never admit defeat even if he was beaten to death.

So, no one spoke.

They could only stand behind and cheer loudly for Hongqi!

"You can't bear it after just three hits. There are still more than 30 seconds left. How are you going to hold on? You'd better admit defeat as soon as possible." The dancing Wu Dalang spoke with a sarcastic tone.

"Stop talking nonsense and just come at me!" Hong Qi gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.

"Okay, then, as you wish!" There was a cold light flashing in Wu Dalang's eyes, and he didn't intend to continue playing.

Swipe!

Wu Dalang's dance moves began to speed up and his attack frequency also began to increase.

Attack after attack came towards Red Seven.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Several attacks arrived one after another, shaking away Hong Qi's defensive arms and landing on him, making a dull sound like a war drum.

"If he continues like this, he might die!" Qiu Qiu sent a voice message to the other party.

Fang Mo stared at Hong Qi, wondering whether he should lend a hand.

The contrast between the Superpower Walker before and after ten thousand points is huge, and the gap is even larger than the difference of thousands of points after ten thousand points.

Just as Fang Mo was thinking, a familiar sound of music came to his ears.

Fang Mo's eyes widened slightly.

Isn’t this the exclusive BGM when Qiao Feng performed the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?

Is Red Seven about to awaken?

"Hong Qi, are you sure you want to lose to this guy?" A shout came from the stage entrance.

I saw a man with a slicked-back hair and a black leather jacket, holding a speaker in his hand, standing at the stage entrance, staring at Hong Qi on the stage.

Fang Mo looked at the person who came and knew that he must be one of the protagonists of Fantasy Time and Space.

Because this guy is Wang Arthur's clone.

However, I don’t know what the name of Wang Arthur’s clone in this time and space will be.

It can’t be another king.

Hong Qi turned around, looked at the man and laughed.

"King Ouyang, who would lose to this kind of trash?"

"I'll show you how I defeated him."

As Hong Qi finished speaking, the aura on his body suddenly changed color, bright red like blood.

Hong Qi's dancing power index soared and instantly exceeded ten thousand points.

"King Ouyang, King Ouyang? Could this guy be the Western Poison Ouyang Feng?

Also, this background music really adds to the fighting power!" Fang Mo was speechless as he watched Hong Qi and Ouyang Wang explode in anger off the field.

Since Hong Qi and Ouyang are already there, Huang Lao Xie, Nan Di and Zhong Chongyang should also be there.

No wonder the highest honor is called the Huashan Supreme Dancer Competition.

The Huashan Sword Contest was revamped into the Huashan Dance Contest!