Chapter 95. Technology?
Tyler took a fasting pill and stuffed it into his mouth. He looked down at the people doing a weird dance. This stage was quite funny. If a person got trapped in the Array, they were forced to dance. Beautiful music was resonating, but Tyler couldn’t understand where the music was coming from.
This Kun Peng has a hilarious sense of humour. What he didn’t know is that dance is also a form of art. Some people dance to make a perfect formation and cast a powerful blow, or even mental attacks. Most of the dance arts are bewitching arts or ritual arts used to summon otherworldly beings.
"The Trial Ground is so easy," he murmured silently, but everyone heard it and glared at him. Tyler could feel murderous gazes from all directions.
"If it’s so easy, come and pass this trial," one of the girls who was dancing said.
"Well said. If you have dignity, then do it," another man who was wearing full armour and dancing said.
"I do have dignity, and at least I don’t salsa dance in armour in front of a little girl," Tyler retorted. The armoured man angrily drew his two swords.
The rhythm of the song changed when he took out the swords. His body moved automatically as he danced and used the swords.
"Hahaha... What is that? Ball de bastons?" Tyler laughed, which made the armoured guy blush in shame. He was glad that no one would recognize his true identity.
"Ah, two swords look familiar," the man dancing behind him said.
"Ahh... It’s Feng, the dual sword master," the girl dancing beside him blurted out.
The armoured man blushed and turned his anger toward Tyler.