"Even if you didn't ask for it, I would have taken the initiative to come out and destroy their prestige!”
A confident smile appeared on Ye Zifeng's face. As a Chinese, he had his pride. He was proud and would not let others lose to him. Moreover, as the captain of Young Master Hua, he naturally had to help the team regain their dignity!
Then, he stood up and walked to the center of the hall with a domineering aura.
When they saw Ye Zifeng being sent out, the samba teachers 'hearts skipped a beat. However, they quickly relaxed their nervous expressions. They thought that Ye Zifeng was already very good at samba, and he definitely didn't have much knowledge in other dance styles.
However, they would probably be greatly disappointed!
Ye Zifeng asked the drummer band next to him for a rhythmic accompaniment. Then, his body gradually moved along with the rhythm.
Next, he began to dance. He was dancing hip-hop. Ye Zifeng's body followed the beat, and he danced with all kinds of movements. His movements were very handsome and elegant. Every time he met a strong beat, his body dance movements could perfectly match the rhythm.
At this moment, Ye Zifeng was like a cool hip-hop kid, brimming with youthful vitality, dancing to his heart's content.
Then, his body suddenly sank. His hands supported the floor with strength, and his entire body began to spin. His two long legs danced in the air. This set of dance moves was the standard Thomas rotation, and he had even increased the difficulty!
Ye Zifeng only stopped after spinning around ten times. He put on a cool pose and finished it off handsomely!
The samba teachers were all stunned and looked at each other.
The boys among them might be able to learn the hip-hop that Ye Zifeng started dancing, but the difficult Thomas spin that followed was impossible to learn without a strong foundation in hip-hop.
For a long time, no one came out from the samba teachers 'side!
Seeing that they had been outdone by their own people, the happiest ones were naturally the young flower masters. The five beauties excitedly jumped up and down on the spot, cheering and cheering.
"Brother Zifeng, you're so cool ~" Zu 'er excitedly threw herself into Ye Zifeng's arms, raising her cute face with an expression of admiration.
"As expected of our captain, you're amazing ~~" Brother Xiaojing punched Ye Zifeng's butt with his fist. He praised.
" Haha! Let's see if they still dare to show off!" Zhang Ruoyun said with a smile.
When Ye Zifeng came out to save the situation, everyone felt proud and proud.。
At this moment, a young black man dressed in hip-hop walked out of the crowd. The young black man started dancing at the scene. He demonstrated the Thomas spin, the windmill, the spinning on the ground above his head, and other difficult movements. It was obvious that he was a hip-hop master.
"Wow, isn't this Pearson? He seemed to be the world's hip-hop champion this year!”
"Damn, it's really him! This guy's street dance is super good. I've seen a lot of videos of his competitions on the internet.”
"If I remember correctly, the year before last, last year, and this year, Pearson was the world hip-hop champion for three consecutive years, right?”
" Yeah, Pearson was named the little king of street dance on the Internet."
Soon, many people at the scene recognized this black young man, and cries of surprise rang out.
After a short break-dance performance, Pearson walked up to Ye Zifeng with a very arrogant expression. His eyes were full of contempt as he said provocatively,"Hey, brother, I saw that your street dance was pretty good just now. Let's have a PK, how about it?”
Ye Zifeng didn't say anything. It was obvious that Pearson was here to show off. He chose to ignore such a person.
Seeing that the other party did not take him seriously at all, Pearson's face twitched angrily. He immediately said sarcastically,"What's wrong? Are you Chinese all cowards? You don't even dare to dance in a PK?”
Swoosh!
Immediately, Young Master Hua and the others looked at Pearson angrily.
"Zifeng, don't let this kid goad you. I heard Matthew say that this kid is the world hip-hop champion, so we don't have to compete with him.”
"Yeah, he seems to have been the world hip-hop champion for three consecutive years. He definitely can't beat him in hip-hop. Besides, it doesn't mean anything that he's good at hip-hop.”
"Humph! Isn't he just a world champion? What's so great about him? Brother Zifeng, this kind of person is just here to show off and make his presence known. We don't have to pay attention to this kind of person!”
Hearing Pearson's arrogant words, Young Master Hua and the others were very angry. They had heard the comments about Pearson clearly and knew that Pearson was the world's break-dance champion.
Although Ye Zifeng's dancing skills were outstanding, everyone thought that there would be a gap between him and a world-class champion like Pearson. Moreover, it would be fine if Ye Zifeng won, but if he lost, the audience on the other end of the live broadcast room would definitely scold him.
Therefore, out of concern for him, everyone tried to persuade him.
At this moment, Ye Zi raised his eyebrows. He lowered his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking.
The other party had even taunted the Chinese by calling them cowards.
As a Chinese man, how could he tolerate this?
Obviously, he couldn't tolerate it!
Isn't he just a world hip-hop champion?
Would he be afraid?
However, just when everyone thought that he would listen to Pearson's advice and reject Pearson's challenge, Ye Zifeng slowly raised his head and smiled confidently. His sunny and handsome face revealed an unruly, arrogant, and domineering look!
Then, he said indifferently!
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