Because you not only had to consider the effects of centrifugal and gravity forces, but also whether your physical strength could keep up.

The crazy looping spins would be too much for your arms, so the consequence of forcibly doing it was a fractured arm bone, and being flung out.

As everyone admired this round of wonderful moves, they couldn't help but worry about Lin Yifan, especially Zhou Jiajia and Lin Yifei.

"Yifan, hurry up and change your moves! Stop spinning," Zhou Jiajia urged anxiously, their usually smooth brows now creased with worry.

"What is this kid doing? Has he gone mad?" Big Brother Ba was stunned.

No one expected Lin Yifan to be so reckless, practically disregarding his own hands.

"He's gone mad! This is a rhythm of desperation!" The surrounding henchmen of Big Brother Ba were also shocked.

"Single Hand Big Loop" was considered a highly difficult move in their perception; a normal street dancer trying to spin three turns was adding difficulty upon difficulty; therefore, seeing Lin Yifan continuously spinning for four turns left them dumbfounded, not believing how incredible Lin Yifan was and anticipating that he might aim for five, six, or even more turns.

"How could Yanjing have such an incredible street dance master? Could every country's special forces soldier become a top street dance master? It's just unbelievable!" The younger brothers couldn't help but marvel.

Now, they genuinely admired the national special forces.

In the past, when seeing TV news praising how amazing the special forces were, they scorned and didn't believe a word. Now, a real special forces soldier appeared in front of them, competing in their best skill of street dance, and putting them in their place.

"Whew whew!"

Lin Yifan was still spinning, unable to stop.

It wasn't until the sixth spin that he switched moves, entering into "Single Elbow Big Loop" performance.

At this point, he was spinning even faster than Big Brother Ba had spun.

"Wow! Amazing! Truly amazing!"

The crowd watching gasped in admiration, applauding and sympathizing with Lin Yifan's effort.

"One loop, two loops, three loops, four loops, five loops, my God! He's actually done five loops, it looks like he's about to break the record set by that man just now!" An observant spectator exclaimed, sharing this astonishing news.

Having completed five loops, Lin Yifan was now level with Big Brother Ba; another loop would secure his victory; everyone was watching Lin Yifan's final performance.

"He must hold on! He has got to hold on!"

"Fall down already! Hurry up and fall!"

The shouting crowd was divided into two camps. One hoped Lin Yifan would win the competition, and the other did not want Lin Yifan to win; undoubtedly, the latter camp was entirely from Big Brother Ba's side because they were the ones least willing to see Lin Yifan win.

Under these circumstances, spinning a loop only took one second, so the next second decided the victory or defeat.

"Six loops!"

"Yes! Yifan won! He's won!"

Zhou Jiajia and the others cheered jubilantly, high-fiving and hugging each other, celebrating the joy of victory.

They were so excited that they wept, all happy for Lin Yifan.

Lin Yifan had won this competition with his own strength, making this victory all the more thrilling.

While one side celebrated, the other was despondent.

The underlings of Big Brother Ba were utterly disheartened because their proudly regarded Big Brother Ba had lost, and lost miserably.

From now on, they dared not boast about Big Brother Ba in front of others, fearing the embarrassment.

"Ah! I didn't expect this outcome. It looks like Big Brother Ba is eating crow for sure," the younger brothers sighed.

However, this statement sounded so funny to outsiders.

"Pfft!"

"So there was this bet! Looks like that man is going to suffer."

"Eating shit in public will ruin his life forever, no matter how much he washes, he can never clean it completely!"

Hearing these mocking words, Brother Ba was furiously angry, and then glared at the crowd around him whispering to each other, giving them a threatening warning.

Seeing Brother Ba's furious expression, everyone fell silent and stopped laughing.

They were not Lin Yifan, not afraid of the Little Overlord gang, so it was better for them to speak less.

As the saying goes, illness enters through the mouth, and disaster comes out of it.

At this moment, Brother Ba's face turned green, and he really wanted to kick Lin Yifan who was spinning.

Because with every turn Lin Yifan made, he felt it was an insult to himself, unforgivable.

But reason told him that doing so would undoubtedly be courting death.

Even if Lin Yifan was injured, he could still wipe him out; a starving camel is bigger than a horse; this was the terror of a Cultivator, he knew it well.

So, he held his breath and was not overtaken by the anger in his heart.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Lin Yifan was still spinning, already surpassing six loops, breaking the record Brother Ba had set at the dance competition, and what's more, this was done on rough marble, unbelievably awesome.

Behind the glory, there was a heavy price to pay.

Lin Yifan only felt his elbow heating up, burning pain intermittently hitting him, unbearably painful.

Despite this, he gritted his teeth and forcefully performed the last step.

He had healing elixirs on him, so the damage caused now could be easily recovered, no big deal.

Thus, after six loops, the spectators saw fresh red blood on the blue marble tiles.

Seeing this scene, everyone shuddered, deeply moved.

Lin Yifan, for the victory, to prove his strength, paid any price, using his plain Mortal Power, enduring pain to perform till the end.

This was a respect for his opponent, and for himself as well.

Brother Ba admitted defeat wholeheartedly. He was moved by Lin Yifan's fearless performance, at least he didn't dare to fight like Lin Yifan did.

Before seeing the blood, he thought Lin Yifan was bluffing, feeling indignant; now seeing the blood, he admired Lin Yifan's courage and was impressed by his determination.

Now, the insult he felt had dissipated, no longer existing. If someone wins you with strength, what insult is there to speak of?

On the other side, Zhou Jiajia and the others covered their mouths, not daring to cry out loud.

They didn't expect Lin Yifan to ultimately chose this path. However, they didn't blame Lin Yifan, instead, they were happy for him; because he won the competition with his strength, there was no regret, and no one would look down on him.

"I knew you would do this!" Xiaofang murmured softly.

She knew Lin Yifan's competitive nature best. From his readiness to stand in front of her no matter what, it was clear he was a face-saving man, a man who cherished his woman, and a man who kept his promises, never letting his woman suffer the slightest grievance; even if he was not very strong, he would do everything possible to protect his woman.

This is Lin Yifan, a truly righteous man.

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