The biggest difference between Star-Lord and Deadpool is probably that the former is very likely to lose his temper at critical moments.
Although Captain Deathstroke had told him in advance that he should dance as soon as he received the order.
But I don't know when he plugged in the earphones. He himself was wearing the earphones, singing and dancing happily, but the crowd couldn't hear the music, and it was like watching a mime comedy.
"Ooga-ChakaOoga-Ooga."
The small cockpit was filled with his ghostly singing voice. He still had his eyes closed, singing and dancing in a retro swing dance with great enjoyment.
Su Ming covered his eyes and sighed. With Star-Lord's virtue, his ability to survive in the universe in the future will depend on his halo, right?
I laid out a plan for him, but it was of no use at all. It seemed that he didn't eat enough 'grass balls'.
Even Phoenix couldn't stand it anymore. It briefly took control of Qin Gray's body, raised its hand and pinched it in the air. Peter's Walkman headphones scattered on the ground like dust, and the music started playing.
It is "Hooked On A Feeling" by the Blue Swede, which is Star-Lord's favorite song, and it was also the song Meredith played to him when he picked up the seriously injured Jason.
Phoenix retracted with satisfaction, Qin Da panted and sat on a chair nearby, holding his chest in shock, cold sweat dripping down his face.
"My headphones!"
Peter showed a sad expression. This was a rare product imported from Japan at that time, because the popular headphones in the United States were all Wilson brand products. This Yashida brand product was finally bought for him by his mother.
"I'll buy you a new one later and keep dancing."
The eerie sound of the death knell sounded behind him on the other side, which made Peter realize that if he didn't obey, he might not have ears to hang headphones in the future. The desire to survive suddenly made him sing loudly:
"I~amhookedonafeeling,I'mhighonbelieving"
Of course, the dance was not left out. He had never watched the original MTV, but this did not prevent him from choosing other matching dances.
He chose the Elvis Swing.
This dance seems simple, but the movements of leaning the upper body back and forth, grinding cigarette butts with the soles of the shoes, and rubbing the arms back and forth are actually very difficult to coordinate.
People whose movements are uncoordinated or who are not handsome enough will only look vulgar when they dance like this, and they are very vulgar.
Seeing that Peter was finally normal, Su Ming looked at Dujian and tilted his neck:
"How are you now? Are you confident that you can keep up with his devilish dance steps?"
"If I can do it, will you come with me?"
Dou Jian looked at the little boy twisting around and asked with a little hesitation, because art was not allowed to exist in the Shi'ar Empire.
Whether it is music, painting, sculpture, or dance, as long as it has anything to do with art, it is a capital offense.
Even if it's just a Shia child who draws a little match figure on the ground with a stick, if someone informs him, the royal guards will immediately descend from the sky and 'purify' the whole family.
It is so absolute, because it is said that the two gods believe that art will plunge the entire nation into the abyss of decadence.
But if in order to complete the task assigned by His Highness, and no one else can see it here, Du Jian is not the kind of person who doesn't know how to adapt. Isn't it just a few twists to the music?
After all, as a law enforcer similar to a 'Judge', it's not like he has never seen heretical items before.
Su Ming nodded seriously and gave a positive answer:
"Yes, I swear in the name of Emperor Weishan, if you can learn the beautiful singing voice of the third-in-command gigolo on our ship and his phantom dance steps, we will go with you, even if we admit defeat in an interview, it is not impossible."
Peter turned his head and smiled like a flower, and even winked at the captain:
"Hey, is my singing voice that beautiful? Then do you think I am more like Elvis Presley or MJ?"
"If you dare to stop again, I will sell you to aliens for use as test subjects. You know the Grays, right? Their favorite thing is to put metal probes through the human anus. I heard that the probe is bigger than an elephant's trunk.
Still rough”
The captain's face was like a cosmic electromagnetic storm, changing at any time, and Peter could only quickly turn his head.
He raised his chin towards the fighting sword, pointed his finger at the opponent's chest, and signaled for a fighting dance.
Dujian got the answer from the Supreme Mage. He didn't worry about being rejected or anything, and he really jumped up.
He is very confident, and with his physical fitness and reaction speed, he can definitely imitate it.
However, life is always full of illusions.
The phone rings, she likes me, can I fight back, etc.
The emotion of self-confidence can make sword fighting faster, more powerful, and more resistant to beatings, but it cannot make him learn to dance quickly. Martial arts and dance skills are completely different things.
He has a lot of superpowers, but all the "copycat Superman" in Marvel do not have Clark's most valuable ability, which is high-speed learning.
Learning is also the most valuable ability of human beings.
Clark's super intelligence and super speed allow him to master knowledge he has never been exposed to in a very short time. For example, if he wants to, it only takes a few tenths of a second to learn how to build a nuclear bomb.
The time it takes for Barry the Flash to learn a new skill is similar to that of ordinary humans. However, after being distorted by the speed field, this learning period will be infinitely shortened compared to the outside world due to the theory of relativity.
Superman is inherently fast. He can flip through books quickly, look up information quickly, read quickly, and learn and master things quickly.
Comparing the genuine version with the copycat version, the differences between the two can be easily discovered, and these differences formed Su Ming’s current plan.
Deathstroke knew beforehand that none of the Shi'ar had mastered the skills of singing and dancing. After all, if they touched him, they would be punished by death. He also knew that sword fighting would not be learned at a high speed, and he would not be able to learn to sing and dance in a short period of time.
With these two weaknesses here, is it still a death knell if we don't take advantage of them? Dujian jumped into the dug hole, and the so-called self-confidence is nothing in the face of strategy and calculation.
There is only a thin line between absolute self-confidence and arrogance, and there is a saying in China that a proud soldier will be defeated.
The dance fight was in progress, but after more than ten seconds, Dou Jian's expression changed because he realized that things were not as simple as he seemed.
Eyes: I know how.
Hands and feet: No, I can’t.
She obviously saw the human boy dancing so easily, but she kept watching him to learn, but her hands and feet seemed to be knotted, and her stiff waist couldn't bend.
Not to mention having to keep a weird smile while singing, perform upper body and body movements while crushing cigarette butts with the soles of his feet.
He can't keep up with human beings' "thinking" at all.
After realizing this cruel reality, he tried hard. He increased his speed and strength. However, the metal floor was covered in smoke from the soles of his feet, but he still could not perform any movements that could be called dancing.
A gap like a black hole stretched between the two sides, and that mean little boy seemed like a mountain he could not climb.
An idea that had never occurred before emerged.
'Am I going to lose?'
And when he had doubts about himself, his confidence no longer existed. He stumbled on his hands and feet and fell to the ground instantly.