Uncle Is Doing This for Your Own Good

From Tailong's perspective.

The young man in front of me had a cold expression on his face. After he finished speaking, he raised his right hand.

Although the young man's right hand was fair, it was not as strong as that of his Strength Clan.

However, with his Soul Douluo cultivation level, the strength of his right hand is definitely no weaker than that of any Strength Clan.

The young man raised his right hand and aimed it at his left cheek.

Meanwhile, the young man muttered, "Uncle is doing this for your own good."

As he spoke, the young man swung his palm, which even carried a gust of wind.

Looking at the scene before him, Tailong's face was filled with horror.

Especially when Du Bai's right palm gradually enlarged before his eyes, Tailong's pupils suddenly contracted, and his left cheek twitched involuntarily.

Du Bai's right palm came whistling through the air, and Tailong panicked.

What if I ruin my handsome face?

Tailong was completely unprepared and was now on the verge of tears.

At this moment, Tailong's face was full of grievance.

Even though his grievances were written all over his face, Du Bai showed no mercy.

"Your father got beaten up, so as his son, you should get beaten up too!"

Du Bai's voice echoed in Tailong's ears.

Then, a crisp "snap" sound rang out.

It was Du Bai's right hand that struck Tailong's face with just the right amount of force, producing a crisp slapping sound.

Tailong felt as if he had been hit hard in the face, his face was thrown to one side, and he felt a little swollen and painful.

It was obvious that the young man had gone easy on him.

However, Tailong was not appreciative and looked resentful.

Du Bai naturally noticed Tailong's expression.

"I'm doing this for your own good. Otherwise, if I used my full strength, I would have blown your head off!"

Du Bai said coldly.

Du Bai was telling the truth.

If the monologue were to slap him without reservation.

This guy, Tailong, who only has Soul Elder cultivation level of around level 30, must have had his head smashed.

Upon hearing this, Tailong's expression changed slightly. For a fleeting moment, he actually felt that Du Bai's words made sense.

Then, Du Bai stopped wasting words.

One slap isn't enough to teach this spoiled brat a lesson.

At this moment, Du Bai's face was full of fierce and serious expression, much like a father disciplining his son.

"Your uncle will discipline you properly on behalf of your father!"

As Du Bai spoke, he struck Tailong's muscular face again.

Clap clap clap clap!

A series of crisp, rhythmic crackling sounds rang out.

Du Bai controlled his strength and hand speed, slapping Tailong across the face in a frenzied and rhythmic manner.

Moreover, Du Bai didn't just take care of one side of Tailong's face, but deliberately treated both sides equally!

Du Bai played for a while, then stopped because he felt he had had enough.

There weren't many trees that were slapped, maybe around fifty.

Du Bai's actions naturally attracted the attention of the surrounding members of the Strength Clan.

Young Master Tailong endured dozens of duels from Du Bai; the sound and the scene were truly magnificent.

At this moment, the faces of the onlookers all showed a hint of sympathy for Tailong.

"The young master is in such a sorry state! He's been beaten so badly his face is swollen up like a pig's head."

"Ah, our young master, I really couldn't stand it anymore. It hurts me more to hit your face than to hit you!"

"But this is a guest brought back by the young master. I remember I just greeted him. Why is the guest hitting the young master?"

"You just arrived, right? The young master just said this young man was a bad guy, and then ordered the Patriarch Taino to capture him, but he was killed instead."

"So that's how it is! What's going on? The young patriarch has caused trouble for our clan again!"

"This is too tragic! The head and young head of my Strength Clan have been bullied to this extent. It's truly too tragic!"

"Where is the Old Patriarch Titan? Why isn't he taking charge? If this continues, this young man will Destruction our Strength Clan."

"I've already gone to invite him; the old patriarch will be here shortly."

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At this moment, a number of new members of the Strength Clan gathered around, who were new to the area and did not understand what had happened.

These people were captivated by Du Bai's reprimand of Tailong, and while feeling sympathy for the young master Tailong, they also discussed the events that had transpired.

Du Bai naturally noticed that a large number of members of the Strength Clan had gathered around him.

However, these gathered members of the Strength Clan dared not attack Du Bai.

Because they knew that although the person in front of them was young, he was a real Eight-Ring Soul Douluo powerhouse, and they were no match for him.

The only way to capture this young man is to wait for the arrival of the old patriarch, Tai Tan.

Du Bai completely ignored the Strength Clan members gathered around him.

At this moment, Du Bai looked at Tailong's miserable state and his expression softened, no longer as cold and ruthless as before.

After enduring fifty fierce blows from Du Bai, Tailong's face was swollen on both sides, and a Sisi of blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.

At this point, Tailong's face looked almost like a pig's head.

Cough.

Du Bai coughed lightly, feeling a little embarrassed that he had gone too far.

"Woo"

Tailong, who was still a child, cried, feeling that both sides of his face were swollen, painful, and numb.

My handsome face is gone, how am I supposed to pick up girls now!

Tailong cried, crying because of his handsome face.

In the original novel, Tailong was somewhat lecherous. He thought he was from a decent family and was good-looking, so he wanted to woo Xiao Wu.

As a result, Tang San gave him a severe lesson.

In this life, Tailong probably won't have the face or courage to pursue Xiao Wu again.

Of course, as long as Tailong rests and recuperates properly, he will be able to recover.

Moreover, Du Bai's storage bag contains a bunch of rare herbs and immortal flowers; as long as they are taken properly, recovery will definitely not be a problem.

Du Bai had already planned everything out.

First, give them a beating, strike them with a big stick.

Then give them some benefits so they can taste the sweetness of success.

A carrot and a stick: a clever way for superiors to manage subordinates!

In this way, Du Bai was able to subdue the Strength Clan.

"Don't cry, Uncle is doing this for your own good!"

Du Bai glanced at Tailong and said, then put away his Soul Douluo aura.

With the Soul Douluo's oppressive aura dissipated, Tailong instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

"For my own good? Then why don't you beat me into a pig's head!"

"How am I ever going to get married? Waaah!"

Tailong was frustrated. He wanted to speak, but found that his face was so swollen that he couldn't make a sound.

At this moment, Tailong could only let out pitiful whimpers.

Meanwhile, the patriarch Taino, who had been buried by the shattered walls, had been dug out.

A Soul Master healer was examining Taino's injuries nearby.

Taino was perfectly fine and actively cooperating with the Soul Master healer's treatment.

However, when Taino saw that Du Bai had beaten his son dozens of times, and both sides of his face were swollen.

Immediately, Taino coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face turning extremely pale and ashen.

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