Citizen square, music fountain.

The sun is warm in the afternoon and the ground is baking with warm sunlight, and the splashes of water are illusory and unreal in the sun.

There is also a team of teenagers in the center of the square. Unlike other groups of rough b-box accompaniment, there are speakers around the fountain, and the subwoofer shocks the people. The rhythmic pop music surrounds three-dimensionally, and the crowd is surging in the middle of the vision.

——The right time and place are unique.

One of them jumped up from the ground, wiped his face through his sunglasses and mask, and applause was thunderous around him.

In this team, the five people came from different boy groups. They were difficult to get along with each other in a short period of time, and they also chose the turn-by-turn SOLO mode for their performance.

The big boy who had just jumped on Hip-hop had dark hair and dark blue. He looked unruly, but his eyes were particularly nervous. He first looked up at the captain Eagle Blade, and until the Eagle Blade was nodded slightly, he suddenly relaxed like he received praise. He smiled and bowed to the audience around him.

At this time, many eyes were still on the Eagle Blade leaning against the wall.

"When can I watch him dance again?" Some girls chirped at the silhouette of the Eagle Blade: "He jumped and exploded the field."

This team is the 6th group of "Running! Popular Boys".

Eagle Blade is a well-deserved S-level trainee. He has many fans before he debuted. He can be said to be a master of singing, dancing, rap, and has carefully edited his character. At this time, he just stood silently behind his teammates, and countless passers-by were willing to wait for him to dance another song.

"How many?" The Eagle Blade's voice couldn't hear any emotion.

A team member looked at the terminal and was very excited: "650 credit points!"

As expected, they will be the first group of players to complete the task—

There was a sudden commotion not far away.

The team members stood up in shock and crossed the bustling crowd. Another group of contestants suddenly swayed across the market. No, they snatched the other side of the fountain without any glance.

The two teams gathered less than 20 meters.

"..." Isn't this openly provoking?! The team members looked at the Eagle Blade tremblingly...

The audience around were also stunned, and then the interest suddenly rose. Several cameras flew towards each other with the smell of gunpowder. The eagle blade leaning against the wall finally straightened its back. It frowned under the sunglasses, and the air conditioner rushed out.

A team member finally recognized: "Hudi? Are these 12 groups?"

Not far away.

Hudi looked at Wu Jin solemnly: "Brother Wu, it's up to you next."

Wu Jin stretched out his hands tacitly and touched his fists.

After the fountain was cut, the song was played again and again. Hudi did not waste a minute or second, and then he directly cleared the piece of land and started to jump. The background music was much more comfortable than the b-box. Hudi had some concerns at first, but then he became more and more courageous and threw the eagle blade behind his head.

Eagle Blade could no longer stand, he chose a better foundation from the team members than Hudi: "You go and solve it."

The man simply agreed.

He walked towards the 12th group, and the tourists around him automatically cleared the field. After a few seconds, someone finally realized: "Is this a battle to grab the territory?"

The crowd exploded with a loud noise! ​​Snatching the venue 20 meters apart is like humiliating it. No matter how you win or lose, the first person who dares to fight is a hero.

The little girl who had eaten melon seeds before suddenly had her eyes lit up and she squeezed into it.

Hudi was a trainee for a while and his muscles had not yet kept up. He jumped and had excellent elasticity, but he was slightly floating in the spot. The Eagle Blade called the players who were fighting to stand next to Hudi. Suddenly, his muscles trembled rhythmically and he slid after stepping on a space step!

The crowd was stunned, and then someone suddenly cheered. The little girl quickly spoke: "Poppin, mechanical dance! Look at his wave, his explosive power is so strong, and he is imitating his opponent--"

The team member imitated Hudi's movements, but his muscles contracted moderately and his strength was strong. He followed Hudi's pace, and he beat him one by one like a mockery of Hudi. Those who were watching the fun were not bad, but those who knew how to do it laughed and signaled Hudi to come to an end.

A little boy wearing glasses said, "Isn't this good? Isn't it respectful to people..."

The girl said directly: "Whatever you care about! Street culture is so brave and fierce. If you dare to grab the game, you must be mentally prepared! Battle is like this. If you don't DISS losers, you will disrespect the winner! Besides, the ace hasn't been played yet!"

The audience around him started to cheer: "No, next next!"

Hudi spread his hands and had no psychological burden if he lost as a Rapper. The winner looked at the opposite side with pride and walked out one by one, less than 1.8 meters tall, with a baseball cap very low, sunglasses and facial features exposed in the mask were comfortable and durable, and had no aggression, just like a small animal passing by a fountain by chance.

The man thought for a long time, but he didn't know who was opposite. At least he was not any trainee or artist he knew, and the burden was immediately reduced.

The second music sounded and the opposite side suddenly moved.

Also Popin!

The surroundings suddenly became silent, and some people were even dumbfounded.

Nothing else, the young man who appeared on Hudi changed his momentum too quickly. He was gentle and quiet in the last second, but suddenly his aura surged up the next second. The same mechanical dance, also imitating Hudi's movements, had the muscle tremors that were almost terrifying.

It's subtle, like an electric current passing by.

The first accent!

The boy suddenly checked the spot. Popin leaned on "closing". In the first two eight beats, his muscles were tightened very well, and even controlled to almost harshly. At this time, the strength burst out with the stress, and when the distance was close, you could almost see the hem of the clothes before the rest rose in the wind, and the waist and abdomen with perfectly curved muscles were exposed.

A still, silent Freeze is fierce and dazzling.

Win or lose is a sure score.

The Eagle Blade suddenly stood up and walked towards the boy.

The boy imitated Hudi, and naturally he also "imitated" the 6th team member who defeated Hudi. The team member knew that he had lost, so he looked at the Eagle Blade apologetically: "Captain..."

Eagle Blade shook his head: "Tell me." He spoke directly to the boy, Leng Bingbing had no fluctuations: "Eagle Blade."

The boy was also straightforward and neat: "Wu Jin."

After a few seconds of late, the crowd finally burst into cheers. The girl who was closest to her even murmured: "Oh my God, it's a bit Su, why did his Freeze make me look weak... What's the name of the little brother? What's the witch and witch!"

In the 6th group, several people looked at Wu Jin in one go. If the Eagle Blade could solve it yourself, it means that the other three dancers in the 6th group were not opponents of this person. But I have never heard of this person's name.

Eagle Blade paused for a few seconds: "I know you."

The players were confused, waiting for who this person is?! Why do most of the Eagle Blade know? - Eagle Blade Aoran: "I've watched your game, but unfortunately Battle is not solving math problems."

Eagle Blade took off his coat and threw it behind him. Someone screamed in his ear.

"..." Wu Jin was silent. Throwing clothes was a necessary stage skill for every main dance. He glanced at Eagle Blade and took off his armor without hesitation.

The sun was shining brightly, and the boy's smooth muscle curve and the unhealed scars in the last round of knockouts pierced into his eyes like a knife.

"…!! Damn!" Not only passers-by, but also the 12 team members behind Wu Jin spoke in shock.

Muscles and scars are the ultimate sexiness of men. Wu Jin is wearing clothes like a harmless little white rabbit. Taking off the hormones are the ones that are walking, and the traces of dagger left by Lan. The deepest one is from the shoulder to the collar of the contestant's T-shirt, which seems to be confusing people to tear the clothes open regardless of their care.

The Eagle Blade was not surprised: "Go."

Wu Jin followed him and soon arrived at the battleground of the Eagle Blade - at the viewing platform of the Music Fountain. The viewing platform was about half a meter higher than the flat ground and there was no fence around it, which was the same for dancers. The ground was smooth and wood grain, and it was suitable for dancing to the Breaking. The most important thing was the fountain.

According to the track cycle, the fountain will inevitably sweep across the viewing table in another 2 minutes.

The Eagle Blade is about to end the battle within 2 minutes.

Eagle blade raises its eyebrows.

Wu Jin stood with him: "Please."

The third song begins!

The Eagle Blade started to move first, his shoulders and arms were wide, slightly taller than Wu Jin. His movements were fierce and direct, and the beginning was two powermoves, followed by a Tribal landing on the ground with one hand, and the scene exploded in 10 seconds!

Under the fountain, the crowd, who had been aroused by complete excitement, screamed.

The Eagle Blade stopped, hugged his arms and looked at Wu Jin. Wu Jin nodded neatly, pressed the baseball cap down, and the three powermove cards were connected rhythmically—

In the audience, including Hudi and Zhuang Fan, everyone was dazzled. Zhuang Fan was simply incredible: "bo? How did he practice him?!" This connection is impossible for every twenty years of hard training, but how old is Wu Jin? It just so...20?

The expression is solemn under the Eagle Blade sunglasses.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Jin also supported the ground with one hand, and the T-shirt was turned down due to gravity, and the thin but powerful waistline was exposed, tightening with rotation and breathing.

Hudi also breathed tightly, and said frankly: "Wu, Brother Wu is so beautiful..."

Zhuang Fan interrupted the criticism: "What word?! This is called handsome! 1990," his tone was lowered: "It was one of the most difficult movements in breaking in 1990. The arm of the little witch, this force, is no problem to press the 2-meter man and beat him up. Compared with explosive power, the Eagle Blade cannot beat him."

On the stage, the eagle blade suddenly changed color.

Zhuang Fan hit it, 1990 is a professional dancer's movement, and the explosive power required is too strong. The trainees will not even chew on 1990, but Wu Jin is a fugitive player, fighting and killing, and he has a far superiority in this regard.

On the viewing platform, the Eagle Blade's movements have changed, and its flexibility has increased sharply. Strength and flexibility are often two aspects of the body, one rises and the other goes down. The Eagle Blade has a front flip, Freeze, which is smooth and handsome.

Wu Jin and the action, this time, copying the whole thing. Forward somersaults, freeze, and then spread the back flat on the ground-

Hudi's heart beats: "Missue?!"

On the stage, Wu Jin only hit the ground for half a second, bo—

Zhuang Fan stared at Wu Jin for a long time and finally convinced him: "Forward somersaults, completely landing on his back usually means an accident, and being able to stand up means that you can't hurt yourself at all if you do such a difficult move. Battle mocks his unique skills."

"I rarely see anyone playing like this. This combo is too dangerous and is also called Suicide."

Wu Jin was unscathed on the stage.

There are 30 seconds left.

The fountain slowly turned towards the viewing platform, the splashes spread and wet the corners of the two of them. The music was close to the top, and the last paragraph was the best RAP.

The sunlight was like the magnesium that entered the stage, and the water vapor became more and more severe. Wu Jin's eyes swept over the tourists, hearts and blood under the observation deck.

When you really get to Freestyle, you will be thrown away your tricks and tricks.

The boy's waist, abdomen and spine were clearly straight, but he was silently moved because of the burst of movement. He raised his eyes slightly behind the sunglasses, as if he was shocked and seized all the focus of his sight. Every movement was close to oldschool, but he was committed to exerting the fierceness and sexiness in his bones to the extreme-
To be continued...