"No! I'm taking it seriously," Lin Yifan responded. "If you surrender now, you're admitting defeat. And if you lose, you should keep your promise and live-stream yourself eating shit."

"Big Bro! Please spare me! I really don't want to live-stream myself eating shit. You can ask me to do anything else," the Street Overlord Big Bro pleaded.

"Okay! Not live-streaming eating shit is fine, then you'll have to live-stream jumping off a building!" Lin Yifan agreed to Street Overlord Big Bro's request.

"Jumping off a building? Alright! I can do that!" Street Overlord Big Bro readily agreed.

In fact, he had found a loophole in Lin Yifan's words. Jumping off any floor counts as jumping off a building; so if he jumps from the first floor, he wouldn't die, at worst he'd get some minor injuries, which is much better than live-streaming eating shit.

However, what he didn't know was that Lin Yifan had already anticipated this.

So he added, "Don't rush to agree, I'm telling you to jump off that hundred-meter-tall building!"

Looking in the direction Lin Yifan was pointing, and seeing the towering skyscraper, Street Overlord Big Bro felt the urge to die.

"Big Bro! You might as well kill me with one punch."

"Sure! If you want to die, I'll oblige you," Lin Yifan readily agreed.

"Ugh!" Street Overlord Big Bro was speechless, Lin Yifan was determined to make him live-stream eating shit; if that was the case, he might as well gamble bigger. "I can live-stream eating shit or jumping off a building, as long as you can beat me in a jump, I promise to do both. However, if you lose, then you have to live-stream eating shit. How about it? Do you dare to bet?"

"Sure! I'll make sure you lose convincingly," Lin Yifan agreed without any hesitation.

It's just a street dance, what's so difficult about it? No matter how high the difficulty, he was capable of doing it. Street Overlord Big Bro was bound to lose.

"Pfft!" Street Overlord Big Bro snorted dismissively.

He could believe anything, but not when it came to street dance, as that was his realm; after all, he was a street dance master who had won many international awards. Lin Yifan, who had never set foot in street dance, would definitely not be a match for him.

And other smaller bullies also began to scoff.

"Competing in street dance with Big Bro is simply asking for trouble."

"Big Bro has reached the peak in the realm of street dance. There are no more than a handful of people who can compete with him. This kid is destined to be reversed by Big Bro and end up live-streaming eating shit."

"Heh heh! Exactly, exactly. This kid is definitely going to live-stream eating shit."

...

Hearing these jeers and the skeptical chatter, all Lin Yifan did was lift the corner of his mouth in a slight smile, his face unconcerned.

To a Cultivator, so-called street dance was insignificant. Cultivators had Cultivation Power which allowed them to accomplish many things. The so-called advanced moves in street dance would not be a challenge for Cultivators.

Both sides looked down on each other with contempt.

Thus, the confident Big Bro wasted no more words and immediately took Lin Yifan to the dance battle venue to start the PK.

At that moment, the underlings formed a circle, creating a dance battle ring, and they started to make raucous noises to build up the atmosphere.

"Wow! Wow! Wow!"

The sudden commotion attracted people walking in the square, those dancing, and passersby; they were all curious about what was happening and wanted to go and see.

Zhou Jiajia and the others had already picked a spot to watch the battle.

They stood on a flower terrace not far from the dance center, which allowed them to see everything happening in the dance center clearly.

"Sisters, do you think Big Bro will win?" Lin Yifei asked curiously.

The atmosphere was a bit tense, and moreover, Big Bro was from the street dance scene, which was like fighting on home turf. She was worried that Lin Yifan, who was away from home, might be caught off guard.

"We can't guarantee anything else, but when it comes to street dance, Yifan can definitely beat that arrogant guy." Zhou Jiajia and the others replied.

Seeing her sisters-in-law so confident, Lin Yifei also felt relieved.

She really didn't want her brother to live-stream eating shit, because that would be truly disgusting and would ruin his reputation.

At the dance-off center, Lin Yifan and Big Bro stood on opposite sides, glaring at each other to ramp up the hostile atmosphere.

After spinning around a few times, Big Bro's mouth curled into a smirk as he coldly asked, "Kid, are you ready? If you're ready, I'm going to start."

"Just bring it on! I'll respond to whatever you throw at me!" Lin Yifan replied nonchalantly, his arms crossed over his chest.

"Good! Then I'm starting! Make sure you watch closely!"

Having said that, Big Bro began to dance.

First, he executed a rather simple "FOOTWORK" to test the waters with Lin Yifan.

The "FOOTWORK" involved supporting the body with both hands on the ground while moving the feet around the hands, rather simple.

He finished quickly.

Now, it was Lin Yifan's turn.

"Hmph!" Lin Yifan's mouth curled slightly, full of disdain.

Then, he casually dropped his arms, walked to the center of the stage, and started his performance.

He performed a gymnastics move from the Olympics—the Thomas Flare—elevating the difficulty.

The Thomas Flare is a high-difficulty move on the pommel horse in gymnastics, rated at Eighth Level, but on the street dance scene, the difficulty level wasn't that high.

Still, it was classified as Fourth Level, quite challenging.

Lin Yifan crouched down, spread his legs, and lowered his center of gravity, slightly tilting his shoulders forward. He lifted his left leg upwards to the left while stretching his right leg out to the left behind him, placing his left hand between his legs, then pushing up from the split into support.

After several rounds, he finished his performance, and then it was Big Bro's turn.

Truth be told, Big Bro was stunned to see Lin Yifan perfectly execute the Thomas Flare; he hadn't expected Lin Yifan to have the capacity to complete such a high-level move. This time, he felt he had encountered serious trouble and had to take it seriously.

Meanwhile, those underlings who had been waiting to mock Lin Yifan for failing to perform a move were taken aback. A flawless Thomas Flare disrupted all their plans.

Lin Yifan's outstanding performance forced them to reconsider their opinion of him.

This man who, on the surface, appeared delicate and frail, could be a hidden street dance master.

Elsewhere, Lin Yifei was thrilled; she hadn't expected her brother to be able to pull off that move—it was simply too cool.

"Go brother! You're the best, brother!"

Zhou Jiajia and the others were bewildered by Lin Yifei's sudden excitement and didn't know what she was up to.

But that was quite normal; they had also found the show very exciting.

At the dance-off center, Big Bro started with a high-difficulty move—the Unicycle—and then transitioned into an even more difficult move—the One-Handed Unicycle.

He wanted to intimidate Lin Yifan, making him reconsider continuing.

The Unicycle performance involved doing a handstand with both hands on the ground, legs neatly swinging in the air as if walking.

The One-Handed Unicycle involved transitioning the support from both hands to just one hand, with the free hand waving in the air to maintain balance.

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