After that, time passed very quickly. Shaida, Gray, and Angela returned to the meeting place two days early, but those two days passed all at once.

I do some adaptive training every day to maintain the physical condition, but targeted training is not possible. Most of them are in a state of semi-rest, but there is a slightly suppressed excitement in their bodies and minds, because the exciting and exciting competition is finally imminent.

I was a little apprehensive, but I was eager to review the results of my efforts in this baptism and recognize where I was at the moment.

Of course, there are also people who are special, such as Konstantin Sakalov.

There was no nervousness or excitement in his demeanor. He originally had a kind of calmness beyond his years, and this calm maturity increased day by day during this time.

He's seen a lot more than his peers, and while the Four Nations Tournament is a new experience he hasn't participated in, no big battle is enough to overwhelm his momentum.

In the evening, while the contestants went back to their rooms and began to rest, ponder and speculate on the possible format of the first round, Konstantin was alone in the practice room, casually doing the simplest movements over and over again.

"At this time, there is no need to do this." A voice came from the doorway.

Konstantin slowly retracted his long legs, which were high and steady above his head, and asked without looking back: "What are you doing here at this time?" ”

The voice is calm, but it lacks emotion, and it seems to be very different from the teenager who was always filled with a warm light.

"I'm here to find you, and I'll practice with you for a while."

Konstantin then turned around and looked at Gray Fantacia standing in the doorway with a slight frown.

"I don't understand." There was silence for a while, Konstantin said.

Gray Fantacia stood quietly at the door, dressed in a neat practice suit, like a quiet autumn.

This was the first time Konstantin had seen Vantacia in a dance costume. I have seen him in formal clothes or casual clothes, which is very elegant, however, he also looks good in dance clothes, but it looks a little dazzling.

Gray Fantacia was a perfect fit for the dance, which fit his body tightly and beautifully outlined the lines of his body—the perfect shell of a natural dancer—as in the legends.

Looking at Gray Fantasia like this, the thoughts that had finally been diluted by perseverance—about the beloved girl, about this person and himself were destined to be weighed on the scales, suddenly all came up.

However, Konstantin did not blame Vantacia for his sudden appearance on the eve of this important battle, and even caused irritation to himself. He just looked over silently, knowing that he would get the answer he wanted.

Although I don't want to admit it, this person is quite rational and excellent, and this person will never appear with that kind of boring purpose.

"It might be good for both of you to practice together for a while." Gray said.

Konstantin didn't say anything more, and the practice room played classical music with soothing melodies at random, and the two of them practiced in front of the mirror as they usually practiced.

Neither of them practiced any difficult movements, nor did they compare and show off each other, both of them were just casually practicing some of the simplest basic movements, and their expressions were very relaxed, and they looked more like they were relaxing.

It just so happened that there was no one near the practice room, and if anyone else passed by, they would immediately find that the "relaxation exercise" done by the two people in this room was by no means that simple. The parties don't care, but the beauty of their movements is amazing enough to reach the human soul.

Moreover, this seemingly unrelated exercise, two people communicate with each other with their eyes through a huge mirror, so that their movements are intertwined at a certain level of consciousness, exploring each other and merging with each other.

Dancers at a very high level are able to gain something from the dance of others just by feeling it, and if the other person is deliberately trying to provide information, then the feeling becomes even stronger.

This is a level that Shaida simply can't reach, so Gray can't guide her in that form. To be exact, it is the excellent team of the Northern Capital School Park, and almost no one can reach such a level, except for Konstantin.

When Konstantin danced seemingly casually, his consciousness was overwhelmed with surprise. There is more to Gray Vantaxia's body movements than he ever imagined in the message he could have bewildered. In the midst of those strange feelings, he suddenly got a glimpse of the possibility of breaking through the bottleneck that had trapped him for so long.

During his preparation time, Konstantin immersed himself in penance to escape emotional troubles, and advanced so quickly in terms of technique that he prematurely encountered a major bottleneck that would be the most difficult for mature dancers to break through.

Whether or not to break through this bottleneck is very critical for dancers, which determines whether the upper limit will be blocked in the future, which is a "catastrophe" in the stage career of dancers. Although Konstantin had his mother, Master Sakarova, personally helped at home, it is a pity that at such a critical moment, everyone's bottlenecks are different, and there is no experience to replicate.

However, in Gray Fantasia's dances, Konstantin faintly captures the need to be truly his own. It cannot be expressed in words, it can only be felt in the flesh itself.

Could it be that there is a person in this world who is exactly the same as my bottleneck?

Konstantin's shock cannot be described in words.

He...... Has it already broken through?

When he saw that Konstantin was encountering a bottleneck, his mother once comforted him and told him not to be anxious and move slowly at his own pace, because this bottleneck came too early for him. However, when Gray Fantasia can no longer take the stage, he will be younger than his current self!

In the mood, there was irrepressible unwillingness and anger.

Wanting to dig deeper, Konstantin stopped first.

Gray stopped as well.

"How?" Gray gave him an inquiring look.

"Don't force it, your breath is unstable."

Gray was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly.

"There's no way, now I can only do this."

Every time I danced, I was accompanied by intense pain, like walking on a knife's edge. It's been five years, time has been going by, but the pain has continued unabated, and it has even become more and more intense recently, making this ordinary training movement that can be controlled by instinct and control a little uncontrollable.

"So, what exactly do you want to do?" Konstantin asked, raising an eyebrow.

"My thoughts, probably you already know very well, why do you ask?" Gray said lightly.

It's not a question of what you want to do, it's whether you accept it or not, that's it.