Chapter 167: Masquerade (2/2)
Obviously, the others are also standing in their own teams, their expressions becoming more and more tangled.
At this moment, the voice of the main system rang again.
[The second stage, the prom is ready to start, please prepare the trainees]
This stage is the dancing session.
Dancing means physical contact, and physical contact means being able to tell who is who faster. Everyone is gearing up, trying hard to recognize who is who.
The half-floor orchestra has all been in place. Under the guidance of the conductor, the chief violinist pulled the bowstrings and the melodious prelude of the blue Danube sounded.
At the dinner, the Vienna Waltz is of course an indispensable item, commonly known as the magic of love.
It's a pity that although the trainees know how to fight ghosts, tell fortunes, and do everything, there are still very few who know how to dance.
No, it is said that very few of them are praised. In nearly two thousand people, it is estimated that they will waltz with no more than one hand.
So it's a dancing session. Since it's a welfare activity, the main system doesn't force all the big men to dance in pairs. That scene is really spicy.
Almost as soon as the sound of the main system fell, the trainees rushed into the dance floor and began to spin around.
[Damn, what kind of scene is this dance of demons! 】
[Maisi Maiaisi! I just saw that young lady with a thin waist and a big chest, walking like a mighty big man, I can’t help but laugh so hard that I will walk out of such a disagreeable pace, I can only think of those trainees hahahaha]
[I’m the only one still staring at the lady in the sailor suit, Ma Ye, he really has no flaws, even the posture in circles is so house-dancing, **** it, I’m even more curious, what is this? Which trainee is pretending to be! 】
It is not only the Tuyumen sailor suit that attracts attention, but also the one that allows everyone to dance around the demons and still stays still, like a penguin in an outside situation.
As for Zong Jiu, where he stood was right in the middle of the dance floor.
I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional. The sudden increase of people blocked his vision and also blocked the spiral staircase.
Zong Jiu frowned.
He lost the trace of the devil, and the opponent disappeared among thousands of people at once.
It may be that the main system also felt that everyone standing on the dance floor and swaying movements was extremely eye-catching, so after a moment of silence, the main system finally spoke intolerably.
[In order to increase the live broadcast effect, the international ballroom dance knowledge collection will be transmitted to the trainees next, please wait]
Just like spending high points in the main system to exchange for a certain special knowledge or skill, all the dancing methods of ballroom dancing and all related knowledge appear out of thin air in the minds of all the trainees in the banquet hall.
Many trainees suddenly realized that, for example, Tu Yumen, with a turn, finally freed from the magic of love.
When everyone was eager to try, all the lights in the hall suddenly dimmed.
Suddenly losing light, the trainees on the field exclaimed.
Only Zong Jiu's complexion became more solemn.
This darkness is weird.
With his enhanced vision to the top level, he should have excellent night vision ability, but now he can only see a thick and unsweepable darkness, like a monster slowly opening its blood bowl. , Cover everything.
And I don’t know if it is an illusion. The whispers in the dark are reduced a lot in an instant, as if they have been processed by noise reduction, and they all carry a long-lost sense of distortion in the ears.
[Announcement of mentor clues]
[He will appear in this darkness]
There was another uproar in the live broadcast room.
No one knew what was going on. Although everyone had read the rules book of the Masquerade Masquerade, no one thought that they would turn off the lights in the entire banquet hall while giving clues to the instructor.
[Damn, what's going on, who turned on the light? 】
[Me too, I can’t see people, I can only hear voices, **** it! I also want to see the true face of the teacher Lushan! 】
Even the live room cannot see what it looks like in the dark, and the screen in the live room is also dark and only audio can be heard.
Zong Jiu put down his hands, closed his eyes, and concentrated on feeling the changes around him.
His muscles tensed and he was ready for battle at any time.
There is wind.
There was also a chuckle that sounded against the pinna.
Zong Jiu's pupils shrank suddenly, and his backhand stabbed behind him.
Fell through.
The cold hand pressed close to his elbow and drew a string of tremors.
Zong Jiu repeated the same technique again, and it was not surprising that he failed again.
After repeating this five or six times, Zong Jiu confirmed one thing.
He was unilaterally surrounded by no.1.
In the darkness surrounding him, all were demons, and their puppets.