Dungeon Player

Chapter 236 Superb dancing skills (34, please vote for monthly recommendations)

[Blind Chicken Play] The band can be said to be the most famous band in Winterfell, no, in the entire northern underground world, and their strength is unquestionable.

As long as you tell them your requirements, any tune can be played for you.

Their members are——

Vocalist·【Broken Voice】Mute

Guitarist·【One Finger】Broken four fingers

Drummer·【Legless】Broken leg

Bassist·【No Arms】Human Stick

And other.

The mute, who was the host, communicated with the team members in sign language. They quickly reacted and adjusted the music. The bassist stood up and howled loudly. The lead singer played the bass, and the guitarist tied four broken sticks. The fingers on the wrist, the feet on the pedals, tapping to the rhythm. The drummer with a broken leg sat in a wheelchair, strumming his guitar.

Soon, the heavy metal music sounded again, and the dance floor was given up at this moment. The upper demon Andrew and his sheep hooves walked to the center of the dance floor.

Along with the music, Andrew first completed a very creative set of Toprock. His sheep's hoof demon also cooperated very well on the side. It can be seen that the two people have a very good coordination in this Toprock set, which is a kind of practice. The kind that has been around for a long time. Then Yang Tuozi came up with a freeze that was not very difficult and stayed there.

Then Andrew came up and played several power moves to match the music with a strong sense of rhythm, such as windmills, Thomas, giant loops, jumps of 360, 720, 1080, etc., and everyone around him screamed in amazement. sound.

"Awesome. When you perform this dance, the difficulty level is at least five points, coordination is five points, coherence is five points, and music selection is five points. In total, I will give it a hundred points."

Onion Tou sighed and said.

Andrew completed a set of actions, his face was not red and he was out of breath, and he raised his eyebrows at Sherlock.

"Oh, it's hard to do. How about we change the dance moves? Does Mr. Sherlock know these? Mechanical dance or something? Or we can ask those players if they have any street dance experts?"

Blue asked worriedly.

Sherlock looked back at the players who were gearing up to play, but now they were all stunned:

"Damn it, are you so awesome?"

"What kind of dance is that? It's flying around."

"Big windmill, you idiot, and it's a big windmill that doesn't use hands. Legend has it that as long as you change your hands quickly enough, you can rely on inertia to make windmill movements in the air!"

"The board of Newton's coffin is almost unbearable. Who wants to sit on it with me?"

Sherlock turned back:

"No need, we can just stick to the original plan."

After Andrew finished a series of difficult moves, a new music list was delivered to the band "Blind Chicken Play".

"What? There is such a song?"

"Who wrote these lyrics?"

"Is this how this song is played? Give us three minutes to get familiar with it."

The four people expressed their opinions word by word.

In the middle of the dance floor below, forty players had already stood on the dance floor according to Blue's orders. However, after seeing Andrew's wonderful performance just now, a group of players had no idea what kind of dance they should use to defeat them.

"Why don't I dance? What's so beautiful about it? Maybe I can get a hundred points?"

"Everyone knows how difficult 666 is."

"Lawyer's letter warning."

"I know the Pure Land, can I dance?"

"Then what should we do? I can't dance."

While the players were chatting frantically and thinking of countermeasures, the music was already playing.

"The second set of national middle school student radio gymnastics "Time is Calling"!"

the bassist yelled.

The players were stunned for a moment:

"Wait, wait a minute!"

However, the bassist already continued shouting:

"Stay where you are - go! One, two, three, four, two, two, three, four..."

"Body! My body is moving uncontrollably!"

"Fuck! I haven't done this in several years!"

"It's okay, your body has already memorized the movements, just leave it to your body!"

The players were still chirping for a while, but soon became quiet because the bassist continued to sing:

"Section one, stretching."

The players were there dancing to a second set of radio gymnastics, and the times were calling.

The other demons on the side gasped as they watched, and Andrew already had a look of disbelief on his face:

"How is it possible? How did those goblin kobolds learn such a difficult dance..."

When the players finished the second set of broadcast gymnastics, there was thunderous applause.

There were whistles, surprised exclamations, and the sound of someone fainting and falling to the ground because they couldn't stand the stimulation in front of them.

There were even vampires who rushed over excitedly, hugged Hoe He and took a bite. Hoe He fell to the ground in convulsions.

"It's so wonderful! It's so wonderful!"

"I didn't expect there to be such a beautiful dance in this world!"

"Can you teach me? In my dungeon, everyone will gather in the square at 8:45 every morning to dance."

Obviously, from the expressions of the surrounding audience, we can see who is better in this dance competition.

The team from Sherlock's Eternal Kingdom Dungeon conquered all the lords and nobles present with their mysterious and superb gymnastics dance.

Andrew became even more sour.

But there was nothing he could do. He pulled his dance partner, nodded to the demons and nobles beside him, then looked at Sherlock with a sour look, turned around and left.

With a smile on his face, Onion clapped his hands and said to Sherlock:

"Lord Sherlock, you are so amazing. You always bring us surprises. By the way, how is the beast doing with you?"

"It's not bad. Some of his abilities are very useful for my dungeon."

Sherlock nodded, and the onion in front of him stretched out four fingers and said to Sherlock:

"In order to thank Lord Sherlock, I will add a number to you, you know."

"Huh? What do you know? If the beast is allowed to return to Winterfell, I will never agree, because the beast is now a very important employee of mine."

Sherlock immediately expressed his stance, and Onion narrowed his eyes and laughed.

At this time, an old beastman said to Onion:

"Lord City Lord, your daughter has arrived at Winterfell."

"Oh, I know." Onion nodded to the beastman, and then said to Sherlock with a smile:

"Sorry, my daughter left early and went to study abroad for more than ten years. I didn't expect to come back today. Sir Sherlock, we can talk again when we have the opportunity."

Afterwards, Onionhead bowed to Sherlock and left.

Sherlock looked at Onion's leaving figure, and behind Sherlock, the beast that had left in a hurry did not go far. When he saw Onion walking away, the beast clenched its fist unwillingly, and then beat it. After touching the wall, he walked up to Sherlock and said with firm eyes:

"Lord Sherlock! I want revenge! I also want to join this Dark Knight Competition. I want to get first place, and then have dinner with my wife and tell her everything I have suffered!"

Seeing the beast's determined look, Sherlock hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but said:

"What if your ex-wife came up with this plan? What if there is another reversal? Life is already very difficult, why not just work peacefully in my dungeon, at least the children of the Eternal Kingdom dungeon The people all admire you."

Sherlock pointed at the players, and the players also said:

"Yes, yes, beast, just continue to tutor us. My perfect score in the midterm exam depends entirely on you."

"My college entrance examination depends entirely on you."

"My academic performance has skyrocketed. If you leave, what will I do if I fail to score 100 points?"

The beast looked troubled, but Sherlock patted him on the shoulder and said firmly:

"And your power is not suitable for use in public, so why not let the people in the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon help you achieve this goal! They will get the first place, and they will help you redress your injustice!"

After Sherlock finished speaking, the players unanimously agreed that they would definitely seek justice for the beast.

The beast was so moved that he wanted to invite the players to drink Sleeping Worm black tea, but Sherlock followed up and asked:

"Do you have any heirloom equipment or something like that, can you use it as a reward?"

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