I became a Sword Emperor in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 159 The Dance of Kun, a Dance That Shocks the Heavens

On December 31st, Linjiang No.12 Middle School was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations for the New Year's Eve party.

In the classroom corridor, the students were all in high spirits, especially the boys, who wished they could transform into werewolves and howl on the spot.

I heard there's a really exciting show tonight.

At this time, with the arrival of the festival, the school was filled with a peaceful and happy atmosphere. The students who had been studying hard all day showed relieved smiles on their faces, and even the light in their eyes was much brighter than usual.

Clearly, everyone was eagerly anticipating the evening.

Every now and then you can see students carrying large and small bags coming in from the school gate. Most of them are groups of boys and girls chatting and laughing together.

During the lunch break, Class 7 became lively. Class monitor Li Shaojie brought over a high-end sound system, complete with a microphone specifically for singing.

This item was a treasured possession of Principal Zhao Dezhu, and it had always been kept in the lounge, where no one was allowed to touch it.

Don't let Zhao Dezhu's current appearance—overweight, bald, and unattractive—smell him as quite handsome in his youth, and he even once dreamed of becoming a singer.

He eventually couldn't withstand his father's strict discipline and entered the public sector. After years of hard work, he is now the principal of Linjiang No. 1 Middle School.

Upon learning that Class 7 of Grade 11 was short of a sound system, Zhao Dezhu immediately said that there was no need to rent one, and that he would use his own!

This is the principal's care!

Who made Ye Qingzhou the cash cow of Linjiang No.1 Middle School?

Since Ye Qingzhou led the team to victory in the Phoenix Cup, the school's funding has skyrocketed. He is now the person in charge at No. 1 Middle School, and even the principal has to respect his opinion.

A short while later, Zhai Zhulin, the class's life committee member, walked into the classroom carrying a large white plastic shopping bag.

The bag was filled with all kinds of snacks, especially the most popular milk candies and chocolates, all brand-name products of a high standard, clearly not something that could be bought with class funds.

Without a doubt, it must be from the "principal's care" again.

Everyone's used to it now, since Ye Qingzhou is the biggest contributor to the championship team.

The boys in the class weren't jealous. After all, being the provincial high school martial arts champion was a title that not just anyone could obtain. On the contrary, they were proud to be able to benefit from it along with them.

After putting down the shopping bag containing snacks, Zhai Zhulin took out a smaller plastic bag. It didn't contain any food, but rather balloons and ribbons, which they would use later.

"Who wants to blow up a balloon?"

Zhai Zhulin's shout immediately caused a great stir. Boys who were in their adolescence and wanted to make a good impression on the girls in their class responded to the call.

They even started comparing themselves to each other.

"Me! I have a large lung capacity!"

"Me too! I can brag about anything!"

Zhai Zhulin then happily took a lot of colored lights from the bag and started hanging them one by one on the classroom ceiling. These were all bought last year and he had kept them very well.

Several class leaders pulled up tables and stood on them to work.

Everyone was busy with these things all afternoon.

Classes will start in the afternoon.

As soon as Ye Qingzhou entered the classroom, he noticed that it looked brand new. The ceiling was covered with crisscrossing light strips, their colorful lights looking quite beautiful when powered on.

Meanwhile, decorative balloons were hung all over the classroom, making it look like an amusement park, and the whole place was filled with a happy atmosphere.

"Ye Qingzhou, you look so good!" Liang Yawen, wearing an adorable cat-ear hat, beamed with joy, clearly enjoying the festive atmosphere.

"Um."

Ye Qingzhou responded calmly, his mind completely preoccupied with the New Year's Day event, still focused on the development of the second gear.

His greatest joy comes from exploring the path of martial arts.

As for holidays like New Year's Day, they are no different from any other day for him.

When PE teacher Xu Lan walked into the classroom and saw the fresh new look of Class 7, she praised, "Wow, not bad! It seems everyone is very enthusiastic."

With her good looks and kind personality, Xu Lan is quite popular among students as a physical education teacher.

As soon as Xu Lan spoke, the students of Class 7 surrounded her, enthusiastically inviting her, "Teacher, you must come and visit our class tonight!"

"Yes, Teacher Xu is coming to visit, and Ye Qingzhou will personally perform a show then."

Seeing this, Xu Lan happily agreed, "Okay, then it's a deal."

She was also very curious about what kind of performance Ye Qingzhou would put on.

With a beautiful teacher like Xu Lan supporting them, the boys were even happier, especially those who were preparing to perform; they worked even harder.

Tonight is destined to be anything but peaceful.

Each class is a small stage, and "viewership" determines which class is the most popular in the school.

Although this kind of competition is childish, everyone is a high school student, a group of big kids with childlike hearts, so they enjoy it immensely.

The entire afternoon was filled with a cheerful atmosphere at Linjiang No.1 Middle School, with everyone looking forward to the arrival of night. In this atmosphere, the afternoon classes came to an end.

Before the students could even leave, the class's life committee member, Zhai Zhulin, rushed to the podium.

"Now, everyone, quickly put away your books. Tonight, try to arrange the desks in a circle against the wall. Students can sit behind the desks and leave a space in the middle of the classroom as a stage."

Under Zhai Zhulin's direction, the boys in Class 7 started setting up the desks, while the girls were responsible for cleaning and decorating. The classroom was a mess. Halfway through the move, Zhai Zhulin received a phone call.

Then he found Li Shaojie and told him, "Class monitor, the New Year's cake we ordered for our class is ready. I'll go get it; you can handle things here."

"Okay, go ahead."

Li Shaojie's command was decisive and showed the demeanor of a great general.

As for Ye Qingzhou, as the secret richest man in Dongji Kingdom, the strongest champion of the Phoenix Cup, and the special guest of the New Year's Eve party of Class 7, Grade 11, he is now moving tables with Huang Liwen and acting as a laborer.

There's a saying, isn't there?

The more capable you are, the more work you have to do!

The two moved the table to the side and, after finishing, prepared to go out for dinner. Just then, Xu Yunxi sent a message via text message: "Ye Qingzhou, the Martial Arts Association gave out a lot of snacks as a holiday benefit, including cakes and candies. I'll bring some over for you and Bingbing."

The perks that can be given to martial artists are certainly not low-grade goods.

Xu Yunxi asked with a smile, "Do you want me to take you to your class?"

Ye Qingzhou replied, "No need, just let me know when you get to the school gate and I'll go get it."

"Okay, I'll be there in about thirty minutes."

Xu Yunxi's attitude actually represents the attitude of the Xu family of Linjiang. Now, the entire Xu family is very optimistic about Ye Qingzhou's potential and intends to deepen their relationship.

"Brother Wen, are you hungry?"

Because he was moving tables, Huang Liwen, who hadn't eaten dinner, felt even more unwell, wiping the sweat from his forehead: "I'm starving!"

"Come on, I'll take you begging for food."

Ye Qingzhou waved his hand, his heroic spirit soaring to the clouds.

Huang Liwen looked disgusted and said, "Even begging has to be done with such swagger. Are you some kind of beggar emperor?"

After moving the table, the two of them ran out to buy some food.

Huang Liwen said he wanted to eat egg pancakes, and Ye Qingzhou, although he didn't need to eat, ordered two servings to satisfy his craving.

The two of them sat on the open-air stall, braving the cold wind.

What genius martial artist or reincarnation of the Yellow Emperor? They were all eating egg pancakes without any regard for appearances, enjoying this simple pleasure.

Although it doesn't snow in Linjiang City in winter, the temperature at the end of December is still a bit cold. As a result, many students pack food to take back to the classroom to eat, leaving only a few students at the stall.

Normally, the food stalls here are usually packed after school, and if you arrive late, you have to queue.

However, this bit of cold was obviously a minor problem for Ye Qingzhou, who was already immune to heat and cold. The abundant innate Bing Fire and Ding Fire Qi in his body made him feel no cold at all.

Ye Qingzhou ate two egg pancakes and ordered three skewers of grilled gluten. By the time he had almost finished eating, Xu Yunxi had already arrived at the crossroads outside the school gate.

Ye Qingzhou didn't keep her waiting long, and pulled Huang Liwen along: "Brother Wen, come with me, let's go to the crossroads to get something."

Huang Liwen wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth and waved his hand with an air of importance: "Guards, prepare to depart."

"Fine, fine, you really think you're the emperor, huh?"

It was afternoon after school, and the streets outside were full of students eating. Ye Qingzhou glanced around and saw Yang Lei, the top student in his class, ordering two skewers of grilled corn at a barbecue stall.

That's not your average grilled corn; a skewer costs 3 yuan and contains only about 14 kernels—it's quite high-end.

Anyway, Ye Qingzhou would never buy it; after all, he was rich, but not stupid.

On the other side, propaganda committee member Nong Pengming bought a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) from another stall. He was very talkative and managed to win over the stall owner with his words, who then added an extra half spoonful of meat to his plate.

Indeed, his reputation as a "know-it-all" was well-deserved.

The vibrant atmosphere of life before him, the pervasive energy of thought, seemed to have even influenced Ye Qingzhou's mind and will, leading him to a sudden realization.

Unfortunately, just as I was about to grasp it, the inspiration vanished, as if it had never existed.

Ye Qingzhou didn't think much of it and continued walking forward, taking exactly three-foot steps.

Soon, a cool-looking supercar stopped at the intersection, its masculine pink color catching everyone's eye.

What's even more eye-catching is the owner of this car.

Today, Xu Yunxi wore a sky-blue dress, her figure was graceful and her face was stunning. Just standing there, she was the most beautiful sight in the world.

So much so that passersby would always turn their gazes toward it, their eyes lingering and captivated.

Some car enthusiasts will even mentally assess a car's price and advantages, especially its 0-100 km/h acceleration time and price...

Then, they gave up completely.

The beautiful woman in front of them was someone they couldn't afford to support!

Xu Yunxi saw Ye Qingzhou in the rearview mirror. She opened the car door, holding a square cardboard box in her hand. The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and she laughed sweetly: "Happy New Year! There's cake, chocolate, some nuts, and dried meat inside. I didn't know what you liked to eat, so I took a little of everything."

"That's very thoughtful."

Ye Qingzhou took the box, while Huang Liwen stood to the side, drooling with envy.

It's not just about craving delicious food, it's also about craving luxury cars and stunningly beautiful women!

"Damn it, so this is the daily life of a martial artist? No wonder so many people are desperate to become martial artists; this life is just too good!"

Xu Yunxi glanced at Huang Liwen curiously, vaguely feeling that he was unusual, but upon closer inspection, she couldn't quite figure it out.

However, she didn't dwell on it too much. After all, someone who could get so close to Ye Qingzhou must be destined for greatness.

"I have something to do and can't stay any longer. Please give Bingbing's portion to him."

Before leaving, Xu Yunxi glanced at Huang Liwen one more time, but still couldn't figure out what was so special about him.

After watching Xu Yunxi get into the car and leave, Ye Qingzhou picked up the box and walked towards the school with Huang Liwen.

Huang Liwen was still immersed in the meeting, his gaze lingering on her: "Ye Qingzhou, do you think she might have taken a liking to me? She didn't forget to glance at me again before leaving, she must be interested in me."

As he said this, Huang Liwen had a smug look on his face.

Ye Qingzhou said disdainfully, "Now that you've mastered the Six Forms, your primordial yang energy is probably about to be activated. At that time, I'm afraid all the women in the world will be interested in you and then capture you to breed with."

“Eh…”

Huang Liwen's face turned deathly pale, a chill running down his spine: "Can we please not bring this up again? You've ruined my New Year's Day mood!"

"If you don't want to be captured and forced into banditry, then practice your skills diligently."

"Okay, okay, stop nagging!"

Huang Liwen sighed. He clearly wanted to be a salted fish, but he was forced to strive. This world was too malicious towards him!

Before we knew it, it was seven o'clock in the evening.

In the teaching building, each class decorated their usually monotonous classrooms in various styles to welcome New Year's Day. Before the party even started, all sorts of "decadent music" came from each class, trying different ways to attract the audience and earn "ratings".

Tonight, the fate of the class that will reign supreme in the coming year will be decided!

In Class 7, the desks and chairs were moved to a corner of the classroom, forming a huge, square "C" shape.

The students sat down against the wall, munching on sunflower seeds, and looking at the "big stage" in the middle.

The New Year's Eve party was hosted by Xiao Yuanyuan, the arts and culture committee member, and Yang Lei, the study committee member.

Today, the two of them, one handsome and dashing, the other beautiful and elegant, dressed in formal attire, Yang Lei and Xiao Yuanyuan, displayed a mature temperament that was completely different from their usual selves, which broadened the horizons of the students around them.

Meanwhile, class monitor Li Shaojie and life committee member Zhai Zhulin carried bags and distributed snacks to everyone one by one.

Sunflower seeds, peanuts, candy, chocolate, and various drinks.

We spent a lot of money decorating the classroom, and we also bought a two-tiered New Year's cake. With all these things to share, we've practically filled up the class's little treasury.

The atmosphere became even more lively after everyone received the snacks. Everyone was happy and began to put aside their worries about studying and life, fully enjoying the joy of the moment.

Yang Lei and Xiao Yuanyuan presided over the event with great seriousness.

"Dear students!"

"Everyone."

"Good evening!"

Yang Lei spoke first, followed by Xiao Yuanyuan, and then the two spoke in unison. Their perfect coordination showed that they had been rehearsing a lot recently.

On the small stage, Yang Lei and Xiao Yuanyuan exchanged a few more holiday greetings. Then, Xiao Yuanyuan glanced at the list in her hand and announced loudly, "Next, let's welcome Wu Hansen with his 'Dance of Kun'!"

Xiao Yuanyuan thought to herself, "What a terrible name this show has come up with?"

She couldn't stand it no matter what, but Wu Hansen insisted on the name of the program, so she could only respect Wu Hansen's opinion and did not change it.

"Please welcome Wu Hansen to the stage!"

"Everyone, give us a round of applause!"

Snap snap snap~

As the troublemaker, problem child, and bottom-of-the-class student in the class, Wu Hansen doesn't look like a "Hansen" at all, and because of his personality, some people even dislike him.

But today is New Year's Day, a day for everyone to celebrate. As the first person in the class to go on stage, he was very well welcomed.

Amidst applause, Wu Hansen coolly removed his outer jacket, revealing his highly recognizable black tank top.

As rhythmic music began, Wu Hansen walked to the center of the classroom, his steps set to the soothing rhythm.

Yang Lei and Xiao Yuanyuan tacitly stepped aside, giving the spotlight to him, the lead actor.

At this moment, all the students in the class stared at him intently, hoping that he would set the stage for the class party.

Inside the classroom, the music playing from the speakers was upbeat; it was a song Wu Hansen had specially chosen.

Wu Hansen held the basketball in his arms, his face full of arrogance, like a roc standing proudly on the top of a mountain, looking down on the world.

Holding the basketball in his arms, he felt as if he owned the entire world.

As the music grew more urgent, Wu Hansen jumped up and slammed the basketball down, creating a series of thuds in the classroom in time with the music.

As the basketball moved to the beat, Wu Hansen's body moved in sync with it.

She dribbled the ball left and right, between her legs, the basketball moving over her shoulders, and even held it in her arms, striking a pose like a steel mountain leaning against her, her delicate body trembling wildly, a series of fancy and skillful movements.

It was as if they were performing a very new art form that transcended the aesthetics of the times and was destined to last forever. When the music reached its climax, the atmosphere at the scene was one of utter despair. Everyone covered their eyes and wept bitterly from "joy".

Xiao Yuanyuan stood to the side, very worried: "Oh no, oh no, are we going to get a lawyer's letter?"

Finally, the song ended, and Wu Hansen's performance came to a close.

Wu Hansen, wearing his overalls and vest, returned to his seat.

Seeing that the people causing trouble had finally left, Xiao Yuanyuan quickly grabbed the microphone and came up: "Wu Hansen's program was very, very..."

For a moment, Xiao Yuanyuan herself didn't know how to describe it, and could only force a smile and say, "Wu Hansen's program was very impressive."

A scene I'll probably never forget for the rest of my life—that's how profound it is!

Sitting next to Ye Qingzhou, Huang Liwen couldn't help but complain, "Damn, I feel like I'm going to have nightmares when I get back. This 'Kun Dance' is just too cringeworthy."

Ye Qingzhou shook his head: "I think you're too naive. Maybe something even more outrageous is yet to come?"

"Is it really that bad?"

Huang Liwen looked horrified. Is there any show more terrifying than Kun's Dance?

Is this New Year's Day or the Ghost Festival?

The gates of hell have opened early, releasing a bunch of demons and monsters, right?

(End of this chapter)