The entire martial arena fell silent in stunned disbelief, mouths hanging open, expressions utterly bizarre.
Under everyone's astonished gazes, Yang Tiancheng's dance grew more and more lively. He swayed gracefully across the battle platform.
Yet Yang Tiancheng was a man, and he was dancing a woman's dance. His movements were soft and supple, his waist twisting like a water snake.
If a woman performed such a dance, it would be exquisitely graceful and beautiful. But when a man did it, the effect was completely the opposite.
Watching Yang Tiancheng's "graceful" dance, many people felt goosebumps rain down all over the ground. It was revolting beyond words.
"My heavens! What is Yang Tiancheng doing?"
"Has he gone mad?"
"That's disgusting! I can't stand it!"
"Damn it, I'm going to puke!"
Curses erupted from the stands. No one knew why Yang Tiancheng was acting this way, but what he was doing now was truly disgraceful.
Of course, although everyone despised him, they could barely endure it. But what happened next was something none of them could accept.
As Yang Tiancheng danced lightly about, moans began spilling from his mouth, and he actually started taking off his clothes.
Whoosh!
Yang Tiancheng tore off the jade belt around his waist and casually tossed it aside. The belt landed on the battle platform.
Then, he began removing his long robe. Before long, he had taken it off as well and thrown it onto the battle platform.
At this moment, Yang Tiancheng still wore a thin white inner armor. After taking off his robe, he continued moaning as he began removing his inner armor.
Everyone was dumbfounded. Damn it, was Yang Tiancheng about to strip completely naked before countless people?
Quite a few people immediately began cursing, anger written across their faces, wishing they could slap