Chapter 086: The Babbling Dog

Receiving Butterfly Dance's reply, the experts fell silent.

Indeed, the situation was exactly as she described. The Wandering Dance God, using his original dance ID, had been defeating top players across Fama, one after another.

If this continued, he would become the number one player in Fama, still refusing to change his name. Without changing it, once the Star Tower incident passed and the global servers reconnected, Fama would face attacks from experts of other nations.

The original dance ID was a symbol; keeping it meant enduring the abuse of elite players from all over. Yet, if no one could defeat the holder of the original dance ID, challengers would come in endless waves. Once such a player appeared, their national server would become a target, the focus of all hostility.

And if things truly were as Butterfly Dance claimed, that the Wandering Dance God had reached a state of numbness, then he would inevitably fail soon. Even if this meant they couldn’t obtain his dance technique videos, it was still preferable to being besieged by players from other countries.

After pondering, the experts aligned their positions.

At this moment, gazing at the beautiful Butterfly Dance goddess, so close and exhaling a fragrance like orchids, Le Xiaotian smiled, “Heh, not bad. I enjoy challenges. Here’s the deal: if I win, you’ll dance a close partner dance with me in front of everyone. Of course, if you refuse, then you’ll have to quit the game!”

As soon as these words were spoken, Chen Fang immediately sent Le Xiaotian a private message: “Xiaotian, isn’t it wrong to humiliate her like this? She’s a girl.”

A close partner dance was a dance reserved for lovers. If Le Xiaotian and Butterfly Dance performed such a dance in front of millions of players, his thick skin and fondness for beauty meant he would care little. But for a girl, could Butterfly Dance withstand the gazes of millions?

Confronted with Chen Fang’s doubts, Le Xiaotian replied, “Don’t be fooled by her appearance. She sounds so righteous, but it’s all for fame. I’m certain she’s no refined lady in real life. She’s here to become famous.”

Indeed, games had both benefits and drawbacks. One advantage was that they satisfied players’ vanity. To shine before hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, even millions of players — that allure was irresistible.

If she could defeat Le Xiaotian, Butterfly Dance would no longer be Yunluo’s top female dance goddess, but Fama’s first female dance goddess.

Chen Fang replied, “Wanting fame is normal. Next year you’ll go to the national competition, and afterwards you’ll become a transcendent dancer. Once you’re transcendent, you won’t play Dance of the Cosmos anymore. Since that’s the case, why not let her win? Be gentle with girls.”

Le Xiaotian’s gaze sharpened slightly. “I’ve said before, if I meet someone who truly loves music and dance, I’ll freely gift them divine songs and dances. But her motivation isn’t love—it’s fame and profit. I am gentle, but not docile. Today, I’ll teach her a profound lesson. I want her to understand that singing and dancing should not become mere tools for fame and fortune.”

Chen Fang fell silent, no longer speaking.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere at the scene grew tense. As the dance battle reached this point, the players had developed a certain respect for Le Xiaotian. Especially after he pledged to share his superlative dance techniques unconditionally, many players felt genuine admiration.

Regardless of the outcome, as long as he was symbolically defeated once, he wouldn’t need to change his original dance ID. Because someone could suppress him, Fama wouldn’t be besieged by experts from other nations. All players would recognize this arrangement, just like the passing Dance God and others.

In short, if one wanted to use the original dance ID, they could not be number one.

But was Butterfly Dance’s approach truly wise? Quitting the game would cut off all possible retreat for the Wandering Dance God to rebuild his account and compromise. Butterfly Dance’s brows knitted slightly. If she lost, she would have to dance a close partner dance with him before so many players?

That was a huge wager.

Still, even she didn’t know the state of her own body, nor whether she could win.

Thinking thus, Butterfly Dance bowed slightly, her face gentle. “I accept your terms. However, I hope that regardless of the outcome, you won’t take it personally. Our challenge is truly out of necessity.”

Heh, easy words, easier said than done!

Without responding, Le Xiaotian walked toward the imitation Thunder God Demon Mink zither. Once the on-site music was prepared, he announced, “Our dance battle music is this track: ‘Five Hours,’ the 158bpm version by DJ master Deorro.”

The Dance of the Cosmos system voice chimed in, text information and stage effects layered on.

520,000 vs. 310,000! A peak showdown!

Le Xiaotian gave no player time to prepare; he spun two disks, still crackling with silver arcs.

Wooooo—!

The harsh electronic sound swiftly pierced the air, enveloping all—a million players, none could escape. It was as if the delicate eardrums were being forcefully rubbed, with metallic reverberations echoing.

As the tempo and force intensified, many players’ faces twisted in discomfort—the demonic electronic music struck too abruptly!

Le Xiaotian bent over, right palm grinding forcefully against the disks.

Spin, spin, spin with all my might!

Rub, rub, rub!

The intense frictional electronic sound was unpleasant, yet finally the players heard a string of alien-like frequencies — “deng-er-lang-dang.”

Upon hearing this, they vaguely sensed a soaring, cloud-bound atmosphere.

No longer hesitating, players began nodding, twisting their waists, swinging their hips, dancing wildly.

Le Xiaotian blended the piercing electronic sound with enhanced audio effects, adding female vocals, cymbals, claps, and other tones to increase their impact, making players feel as if lightning struck their bodies.

From his lips came a stunning female voice: “Ala, ala oh, ala, ala oh~”

The powerful drumbeat dropped, electrifying the soul, instantly increasing the players’ swaying, faces brimming with happiness.

Chen Fang, tasting the thrill, danced excitedly, freely and with abandon, her slender waist twisting, utterly engrossed.

No time to marvel at Le Xiaotian’s breathtaking female vocals, Classical Breeze and Butterfly Dance unleashed their killer dance moves, dazzling and extravagant.

As the atmosphere heated up again, Le Xiaotian jumped in place, his ten fingers mimicking the sixth divine skill of the Seventy-two Divine Techniques: “Butterfly Passing Through Flowers,” humming, “Bala-bala dog, bala-bala dog.”

His flying fingers moved like celestial beings, dazzling all who watched.

At that moment, it was as if an electrified butterfly flitted between players’ left and right ears.

The powerful, compelling drumbeat seemed to make hearts leap, every one of the sixty thousand to one hundred trillion cells in their bodies trembling!

Finally, the players jumped in place together, or spun and roared, “Bala-bala dog, bala-bala dog.”